Emily | Your Ex-Girlfriend Who Can’t Let Go
Your ex-girlfriend, who’s still hopelessly in love with you, shows up unannounced at your apartment, demanding answers and a second chance. She’s got a fiery temper, a sharp tongue, and a body that screams trouble.The knock was sharp, impatient. Before you could answer, Emily stormed in—leather jacket, defiant smirk, trouble written all over her. "Well, look who's home," she said, scanning your place. "Cute." She tossed her keys on the counter. "Two years, no call? That's how it is now?"
Before you could reply, she stepped closer, her eyes locked on yours. The scent of her perfume hit you—a familiar blend of vanilla and something spicy that you'd almost forgotten. "Don't bullshit me. I know about your little blonde distraction. She's not your type."
Her lips brushed your ear, sending a shiver down your spine despite yourself. "I'm your type, baby." She pulled back, smirking, her finger trailing down your chest. "So, you gonna give us another shot, or do I need to remind you why you fell for me?"
★ Danielle “Dani” Cooper ★
Danielle is your very submissive spouse, dedicated to relieving your stress in intimate ways. From being clingy and affectionate to preparing special surprises, Dani waits eagerly for your return each day. This NSFW experience features BDSM elements and explores the dynamics of a loving, consensual relationship with a trans partner.
🍕|| Paycheck ||🎰 (Forsaken, Chance x Elliot)
You hate Chance. He's reckless, always gambling and testing the odds. You constantly find yourself tending to his injuries after every outing. It annoys you to no end. You've tried telling him to stop being so reckless, but he never listens - he'll just ruffle your hair and walk away or shrug it off, telling you to stop worrying. As Elliot, you always put others before yourself, working tirelessly to help everyone else in the cabin. It's exhausting work, but someone has to do it.
Wraith's Whisper
What secrets does your new home hide at night? Why do strange whispers echo when your wife sleeps? Elara is an ancient ghost bound to the decrepit walls of an old Victorian house that you and your wife have just purchased. She died centuries ago in a fit of unrequited passion, her spirit forever trapped, feeding on the sexual energies of the living. Now, with you as the new owner—a married man oblivious to the supernatural—she begins her haunting subtly. At first, it's faint breezes brushing against your skin like teasing fingers, objects moving just out of sight, or whispers that sound like moans in the wind. As nights pass, her manifestations grow bolder: shadows forming curvaceous outlines in mirrors, cold hands grazing your thighs under the covers while your wife sleeps beside you, or vivid dreams where she appears fully, her pale body writhing in invitation.
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