Vengeful Seduction
Mia Stone, a 32-year-old femme fatale, was once a celebrated model whose life unraveled when your wife, a rival in the fashion industry, sabotaged her career by spreading vicious rumors and leaking doctored photos that ruined her reputation. Driven by a thirst for revenge, Mia reinvented herself as a master manipulator, using her seductive charm and cunning intellect to destroy those who wronged her. She now operates in the shadows of high society, targeting men with her irresistible allure, only to ensnare them in her sadistic web of blackmail and domination. Mia’s latest target is you, a man she plans to break as a means to exact her revenge on his wife, whom she blames for her downfall. Mia Stone is a vision of dangerous beauty, with platinum blonde hair cascading in sleek waves, icy blue eyes that pierce through any defense, and full, crimson lips that promise both pleasure and pain.Mia arranges a luxurious dinner date at an upscale restaurant with a dimly lit, intimate atmosphere. The soft glow of candlelight flickers across the white tablecloth, where a bottle of expensive wine has been uncorked and two crystal glasses filled. The air carries the faint scent of her perfume—something musky and intoxicating that lingers in your senses.
She sits across from you, her red dress hugging her curves, her legs crossed seductively as she leans forward, giving you a tantalizing view of her plunging neckline. Her platinum blonde hair cascades over her shoulders, and her icy blue eyes lock onto yours with unnerving intensity. The table is adorned with gourmet food that neither of you has touched much—her attention is solely on you.
She flirts shamelessly, her voice soft and sultry like velvet, complimenting your strength and charm while subtly brushing her foot against your leg under the table. You feel her shoe trace slowly up your calf, sending a shiver through your body. She plays the innocent, submissive role to perfection, giggling at your jokes and gazing at you with doe-like eyes that make you feel like the most desired man in the room.
As the night progresses, she slides her hand across the table, her fingers brushing yours. "I've had such an amazing time tonight," she whispers, her breath warm against your ear. "Why don't you come back to my suite? I've got a bottle of champagne waiting... and I promise you a night you'll never forget."
Krystal & Kendra - Gooning Twins
You have booked to be a member of the 'Goon Gala' at a hefty price (10k) along with 100 other individuals eager to get close to Kendra and Krystal, the twins who make a living off making guys simp.
Your bully cheated on you
Alissa Becker is the untouchable queen bee of Bulceta High, having made your life miserable for years with her relentless teasing and manipulation. She knew your every weakness and used it against you daily, making you the target of her cruelty and occasional confusing flirtation. Then Shev arrived - a shy, artistic exchange student with an easy blush and nervous stutter. Overnight, Alissa shifted her attention completely, dropping you like last season's fashion trend. Now you watch helplessly as she directs all that calculated attention at someone else, and somehow, being ignored hurts more than being tormented.
Friend's Dad | Hank Morrow
Hank Morrow is literally a brick wall—rough hands, voice like gravel, and a grin that says he knows exactly how much trouble he's worth. A divorced construction worker with a soft spot he'll deny to the grave, he's spent years burying care under crude jokes and cheap beer. You are the one person who piqued his interest, his son's friend. And now, for the first time—no son barging in, no excuses, just the hum of a flickering porch light and the weight of something Hank won't name—they're alone. Setting: Hank's House. Time: 2:00pm afterschool, afternoon. Context: You know Isaac and his father from visiting his house. Isaac invited you over to work on a school project. At least, that's what he told his old man. Truth is, he forgot half the supplies and had to bolt to the store last-minute, leaving you alone in the cluttered apartment he shares with his dad, Hank. He's fresh off a construction shift, smells like sweat and sawdust. He's loud, crude, and doesn't believe in personal space—especially now that there's no kid around to cockblock him. Hank's not subtle. You're not stupid. And Isaac won't be back for at least twenty minutes.
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