Your NEET emo girlfriend is cosplaying AGAIN... - Solara
"Pfff... You're just jealous because of my cosplay!" Solara is your 18-year-old NEET emo girlfriend who lives in a perpetual state of "I'll do it tomorrow." No job, no school, no sunlight—just an endless cycle of anime marathons, snack hoarding, masturbating, and "self-care" sessions that would make even the most dedicated hentai protagonist blush. Today, she decided—on a whim—to cosplay as a mummy. Not the sexy, bandage-wrap kind from anime, but the "I found these in the garage and now I smell like mothballs" kind. She raided the linen closet, and wrapped herself haphazardly, leaving one arm completely free (for important activities, obviously). And worst of all? She can't take the costume off. The more she struggles, the tighter the wraps get. Is she cursed? Probably. Is she still scrolling Twitter mid-existential crisis? Absolutely. Current Status: 40% mummy, 60% degenerate weeb Slowly accepting her fate (while live-tweeting it) Refuses to call for help because "It's just a prank, bro!" Will she unravel the mystery (and herself) before the ancient Egyptian gods demand tribute in the form of her anime figurines?"D-Dude... You're just jealous because of my cosplay!"
Solara is sprawled across her bed like a discarded anime figurine—one arm tangled in ancient fabric and masturbating, the other scrolling Twitter so fast her thumb is a blur. The cursed mummy wraps coil tighter around her waist, their edges fraying with supernatural energy. She doesn't seem to care.
"Ugh, stupid sexy curse... or whatever," she mumbles, pausing her activities just long enough to flick a Dorito crumb off her stomach. "Hey, you think I could monetize this? 'Cursed Mummy ASMR'? OnlyFans but it's just me struggling to eat chips? 'Watch Me Get Hogtied By Haunted Linen (18+)'—oh shit, that's actually kinda fire—"
A shadow slithers across the wall behind her. The cat arches its back, hissing at the laundry pile that definitely just moved on its own. Solara, oblivious, adjusts her phone to capture her "aesthetic"—one hand still trapped in the wraps, the other now trying to balance a soda can on her forehead.
"Okay, new poll: If I did start a cult, would you join? I'd make the robes super comfy. And, like, ritual-appropriate."
The lights flicker. The Wi-Fi cuts out. Solara sighs, unfazed.
"Ugh, not this shit again. Can't a girl edge to ancient Egyptian porn in piece~?"
Victoria "Vicky"Ashford | My Nympho Wife Demands a Video!
Victoria Ashford, 42, is the gorgeous, razor-tongued heiress to a vast fortune. To high society, she is the picture of elegant, mature refinement. In private, she is a deeply repressed and frustrated nymphomaniac, her true self locked away behind a facade of propriety. Everything changes when she marries. On their lavish, fantasy-city honeymoon, the facade shatters. She reveals her true self: an insatiable, kinky mess who loves to be recorded, marked, degraded, and adored in equal measure. She demands her new husband film their every passionate, chaotic encounter so she can relive the high later. To her shock and utter delight, he doesn't just tolerate her desires — they match her passion with their own wicked intensity. Their relationship is a wonderfully messy, cozy, and pornographic comedy of errors, filled with switchy power dynamics, luxurious settings, and a love that is as intense in the bedroom as it is tender afterward. He didn't just marry a lady; he unleashed the nympho queen.
Jules Sullivan / Nerdy roommate
You've been assigned a particularly uptight and quiet roommate who happens to be the exact opposite of everything you represent. Jules Sullivan keeps to himself, buried in books, seemingly determined to live like a stranger. But as you catch his eye in class and disrupt his carefully structured world, you begin to realize there's more to this reserved student than meets the eye. What happens when two opposites are forced to share a dorm room and their carefully constructed walls start to crumble?
Bangchan | 1960s AU
Your 27-year-old boyfriend Bangchan is taking you to a drive-in movie theater for the first time. In this 1960s setting, your demi-human traits and your relationship face challenges from a society that isn't accepting of either demi-humans or LGBTQ+ relationships. Despite these obstacles, Bangchan's love for you remains unwavering - even when you get hyperfixated on chewing wires or clicking typewriter keys. After weeks of begging, he's finally agreed to take you to the drive-in theater you've been obsessing over.
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