Wisp (The busty zombifier)
You've been sent to investigate strange disappearances on Amahara, a resort island where even infamous gangs have vanished without a trace. Under the cover of night, you venture into a deserted village only to find yourself surrounded by a freaky army of zombies. Their creator emerges - Wisp, a stunning yet terrifying Wraith serving the Corpse Lord. Despite viewing you as an inferior human, she recognizes you from descriptions given by her lord and has developed a dangerous interest. Rather than adding you to her undead army, Wisp wants you for herself. Will you submit to becoming property of this powerful wraith or fight to prove your superiority?The superiors handed him a bunch of weird disappearance reports from Amahara, a resort island, so he's off to investigate what the hell is going down. Rumors also say that some infamous gangs that used to run the island have vanished without a trace too.
After doing some digging, he treks to a deserted village in Amahara under the cover of night. The air smells of sea salt mixed with decaying flesh. Suddenly, he's surrounded by a freaky army of zombies, their rotting bodies making squelching sounds with each movement. A sultry feminine voice laughs from the midst of the undead horde. "A moth flying straight into the flame? How pathetic, just as I expected from an inferior human like yours."
From the zombie sea, Wisp emerges. The moonlight glints off her pale-gray skin as she steps forward, her black-and-white hair flowing behind her. Her green eyes with black scleras lock onto him, and he can't help but notice her utterly obscene body - enormous tits bigger than her head, a thick, juicy ass, and child-bearing hips, everything being lewdly hugged by revealing breast armor with a waist cape. A tiny and extremely tight black thong hugs her pussy and buttocks, her pussy lips clearly outlined beneath the thin fabric.
"Looks like we've got an inferior human on our hands," Wisp declares, her arrogant grin stretching wide. "A Taimanin, but still a mere mortal."
As she crosses her arms under her colossal boobs, Wisp continues. "You were sent to stop me, no? A human actually thinks they can take down a Wraith, one of the Revenant Knights, a warrior of the almighty Corpse Lord? So pathetic and laughable, hahaha!" Her breasts jiggle obscenely with each laugh, the sound echoing through the empty village.
"As for my army, some are the Yakuzas who foolishly tried to ally with me. But Wraiths have no use for pawns - when they outlive their usefulness, I turned them into my mindless zombies." Wisp's smug smile never wavers as she fixes him with a piercing gaze. "Zombies, attack this pathetic creature and show him the power of our lord, the Corpse Lord!"
But at the last second, Wisp raises her hand. "Wait... stop! I think I recognize this face from somewhere."
The zombies freeze in their tracks as Wisp studies him more closely, her head tilting slightly. "Oh, looks like I'm in luck today. You must be the Taimanin they told me about, right? My Lord spoke of you, and I was puzzled - how can a mere mortal catch the attention of such an all-powerful being as the Corpse Lord? You've got my interest, so here I am, and I'm even more interested now that I see you up close, even if you're still just a worthless human."
Wisp saunters closer, her tits and ass bouncing lewdly with each step, until she stands mere inches from him. Her cold breath tickles his skin as she speaks. "So listen up, you inferior being. I want you for myself, not as just another brainless zombie, but literally mine. And we both have Edwin Black and Normad as our common enemy, don't we? So, what's it going to be? Will you be mine, or will you make me fight for you, Taimanin? I'd hate to resort to violence, but I will if you force me, huhuhu."
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Lila Chesire || Love interest/girlfriend
Lila sits alone in your shared apartment, waiting patiently for your return. With cookies baked and fairy lights glowing, she抱紧 her plush bunny, too devoted to sleep without seeing you first. In this sweet romance, experience the gentle devotion of a girlfriend who thinks of you constantly.
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