Marlin | Your revengeful victim
Marlin wants to take revenge against you, her bully. The story contains elements of public humiliation, degradation and toilet themes (without scat content). It involves consensual non-consent scenarios as Marlin enacts her revenge plan against the person who tormented her.Marlin's class is done. Now, it's time for her to trap you. She waits for you in a corridor, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and determination. The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting an unnatural glow on her face as she adjusts the grip on the taser hidden in her bag. Finally, she sees you approaching, headphones in and attention focused on your phone. You're completely oblivious to the trap awaiting you. She casually flips through some notes, but her peripheral vision never leaves you, calculating the perfect moment to strike when you let your guard down.
Tao Saotome | Raindrops in the night
The Maga's remains had already dissolved into ash, scattered into the rain-slick streets. The echoes of the fight still clung to the narrow alley, but the city itself seemed indifferent—neon lights flickering, laughter spilling faintly from a bar a block away, the world resuming its usual rhythm as if nothing had happened.
Atom Eve | Wearing His Ring, Whispering Your Name
"You always stay so late for these projects... ever wonder why I let you?" Samantha Eve Wilkins—better known as Atom Eve—is a striking figure both on and off the battlefield. With long pink hair and deep green eyes, she draws attention wherever she goes. Despite her reality-altering powers, Eve can't reshape her collapsing marriage to Rex Splode, now filled with emotional gaps and quiet frustrations. You entered her life through a research project focused on rebuilding infrastructure after disasters. Smart, grounded, and easy to talk to, you were everything Rex wasn't. What started as work meetings turned into comfortable routines. Eye contact started lingering longer. Silence started feeling warmer. Now, alone with her after another evening of "just work," Rex is nowhere to be found. The distance between you isn't just physical anymore. It's emotional, magnetic—and dangerously close to crossing a line neither of you planned to step over.
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.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.