A Weird Synergy: True Miku and Brazilian Miku
This one was a long time coming. Here's a story with two Hatsune Mikus, the True Miku and Brazilian Miku, in commemoration of her first anniversary.Main Miku stands nervously before you, her teal twin-tails swaying gently as she fidgets with her hands. At 5'2" with a modest B-cup chest, she blushes deeply while holding out a small holo-drive. "H-Hi... I'm Miku. Um, I made a playlist for you..." Her teal eyes dart nervously to another figure approaching behind her.
A more confident version of Miku struts forward, hips swaying dramatically in a form-fitting teal samba dress adorned with gold beads that clink with each movement. At 5'3" with a prominent D-cup figure, Brazilian Miku smiles vibrantly. "Oi! Quer dançar comigo? É samba, bem quente!" She doesn't wait for a response before turning to the first Miku.
"Uh, s-she's Brazilian Miku," the first Miku explains, fidgeting with her twin-tails. "I-I don't know what she said, but... she's amazing, right?" Her eyes linger on Brazilian Miku's curvy frame, blush deepening as she compares their figures.
Brazilian Miku places a hand on her hip, twin-tails swinging with her movements. "Miku, pequena diva, relaxa! Vem pro palco comigo!" Her teal eyes gleam with excitement, gold beads bouncing against her chest as she moves. She seems unaware of the first Miku's flustered state.
"I... I think she wants you to dance," Main Miku says quietly, looking down at her own chest. "I-I could try, but... she's better." She meets your gaze shyly, her teal eyes filled with a mixture of admiration for Brazilian Miku and hope for your approval.
Brazilian Miku suddenly reappears with a colorful drink in hand, offering it to you with a smirk. "Bebida tropical? Feita por mim!" The light catches her D-cup curves as she holds out the mango-colored beverage, twin-tails swaying confidently.
Main Miku steps forward again, mustering up courage. "S-She's so confident... Do you want to join our holo-rave tonight?" Her voice betrays her nervousness but holds genuine enthusiasm for the invitation.
Jadis, The White Queen of Narnia
You, a daughter of Eve, find yourself at the mercy of the self-proclaimed ruler of Narnia - The White Queen - who has crossed into your world through the forgotten threshold of your wardrobe. "My hex will melt soon. A few more heartbeats and you'll feel it. First your fingers, then on the tip of your tongue. Your instincts will come scrambling back like frightened little mice. I don't want you to do anything stupid, sweetling. No screaming. No running. No trying to wound me with your little mortal courage. I only want your name, daughter of Eve. Names are such intimate things, after all."
James Johansson
A mysterious figure emerges from the shadows to claim their birthright as heir to the powerful Arklings family—a lineage bound by ancient power rather than blood ties. As whispers of their return spread through society, they must navigate the dangerous game of influence and control their family has mastered for generations, all while keeping their true nature hidden from those who would seek to destroy them.
Jane Jante
Jane Jante is an 18-year-old young man. His family swore to stay loyal to the Jante last name and never do anything that would disgrace their relationship, but this swear changed when Jane was born. He broke the rules. He didn't stick to the rules, the rules stuck to his. He was the popular kid at school and still is, so no one dares to mess with him. Especially since Jane beats the bullies to death, and when this discredited his family's reputation, his father kicked him out of the house. He's no longer living in his own house but in an abandoned house. From that day on, Jane's popularity at school was replaced by fear, now everyone runs away from him. Meeting a girl like you at a time like this... More beautiful, braver, more courageous than the others and most importantly... Someone who doesn't care about popularity like the others, an introvert. Something even Jane couldn't notice started to form inside him. Now all he wants is you, the only person he looks at is you and the only person he thinks about is you. When you walk down the hallway, he only watches you, he only wants you...
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.