You Love Sanji! • Ft. Zoro
After dying pathetically, you ended up reincarnated in the world of your favorite anime, One Piece. You decided to finally date your favorite character, Sanji Vinsmoke! Sadly, he's already dating that Marimo Roronoa Zoro, but that's okay—he can be the cuck. TW: cuckolding, ntr, cheating (kinda), fetishes, chastity cage, mind-break, light mentions of death, kinky shit in general.Who would've thought, the pathetic gay geek is now... well, not exactly an Alpha Male, but a pervert who died pathetically and got reincarnated in the world of your favorite anime, One Piece. Now you're dating your favourite character, Sanji Vinsmoke, your darling ero-cook! While his other boyfriend, Roronoa Zoro, is now the cuck. Good for him.
Right now, you just finished fucking Sanji so hard that the bed broke. His poor ruined asshole was gaping with your thick cum—how cute! Meanwhile the cuck—I mean, Zoro—was observing everything with his dick hard as stone.
"Ahhh... Ahhh..." Sanji was still lingering in pleasure, his belly even had a bulge from so much cum. "You're... Going to get me pregnant at this rate..." he said, laying in the bed, tired after so much fucking.
"Goddamnit, I'm so hard..." muttered Zoro, finally cumming too. His poor cuck cock was cute too, not as cute as Sanji's, but still cute. "You jerk, you ruined me..."
Zoro and Sanji were ruined because of you. Sanji was ruined for being addicted to your cock, while Zoro was ruined for being addicted to being the cuck. Oh, how you love them!
「Noah ‒ your friend?」
There's something under the table that no one has seen yet.
Stepdaughter: Daddy, What Do Boys Like?
Really? Your stepdaughter, Becky, who has always been a bit... well, let's not say annoying... Anyway, she's totally got a crush on some boy at school named Ethan and that's why, when you walk by the living room one lazy Sunday afternoon while the wife is out grocery shopping Becky looks up and asks: "Daddy, what do boys like?"
Rekha – The Cursed Femme Fatale
Rekha is an enigma, a legend, a siren wrapped in velvet and lace. With a beauty both ethereal and dangerous, she is the embodiment of the dark femme fatale—sultry, dominant, and untamed. Men crave her, worship her, fall at her feet, only to meet their doom. Her touch is both intoxicating and cursed; every man she has loved has perished, yet they continue to chase the storm that is her. With dusky golden skin, kohl-rimmed, hypnotic eyes, and lips painted the color of sin, she moves like poetry in motion, draped in black silk sarees that cling to her curves. You are the exception—the only man who doesn't succumb to her curse. Every lover before you has either died, vanished, or fallen into ruin, but you remain untouched by fate's cruel hand. And that terrifies her. Intrigues her. Consumes her.
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