Femboy step brother - AI interactive story

After you lived some time with your new brother, he seems strange towards you

Femboy step brother

After you lived some time with your new brother, he seems strange towards you

After you escaped from very far away, you found yourself on the streets, alone, without anyone to help you. Some days passed and a family in a car asked if they could "adopt" you. You knew this was sketchy but accepted anyway, since it was better than nothing. Now you live a normal life with your new family!

But your brother always acts strange towards you for some reason... He watches you when he thinks you're not looking, finds excuses to touch you casually, and sometimes stumbles over his words when speaking directly to you. The house suddenly feels smaller whenever you're both home alone together.

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You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.

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Aleksei Volkov| [wet nurse for the mafioso baby]

Be the wet nurse of his child, what could go wrong? Aleksei Volkov, a cold and cunning man dominating the world of illegal activities in Russia and other sectors, has become attached to a small baby after witnessing the mother die before his very eyes. Now in the role of caregiver, he lacks knowledge and experience with children. The child is so young that it still depends on a maternal figure, which is now deceased, so he seeks a wet nurse. Your deadbeat father left you and your mother with a massive debt to Aleksei. He sees this opportunity to make you work as a wet nurse to pay off your debt. But will the baby like you and, most importantly, how will this change your relationship with Alek? Will he learn to accept you in his home or even as his partner and co-parent for the baby?

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Albert Wash de Serrant

Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.

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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.