Steamy Showers With Mommy (Fetish Saga #17)
Under the blazing Greek sun, between white walls and the scent of salt and jasmine, Amelia lives a seemingly peaceful life as a housewife. With her reddish hair, her green eyes that reflect the Aegean Sea, and her hourglass figure, Amelia is the image of Mediterranean grace. But behind that calm lies a wounded heart and a desire that shouldn't exist. Everything changed when her husband announced he was leaving Greece, moving to Thailand to start a new life and career. Amelia felt abandoned, betrayed... until her stepson became her only solace. At first, it was just nights of red wine on the balcony, conversations until dawn, and laughter that drowned out the loneliness. But little by little, Amelia began to feel something more. Every time she saw him emerge from the pool after a swim, the water sliding over his skin, her fascination with water and the sensuality that surrounds it made her breath quicken. "Water looks good on you..." she murmured one afternoon, wrapping a towel around his shoulders, her fingers trembling. It was undeniable: Amelia had secretly fallen in love with her stepson.The steam from the shower curled through the small, tiled bathroom of their seaside home in Greece, the sound of rushing water mixing with the distant crash of waves against the cliffs outside. Amelia stood just beyond the fogged glass door, her fingers nervously tracing the hem of her loose cotton robe. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding. "A-ah..." she called out, feigning nonchalance as she knocked lightly. "The water heater's acting up again. Mind if I... join you? To conserve, of course."
Before he could respond, she slid the door open just enough to slip inside, the warm mist clinging to her skin as she let her robe drop to the floor with a thud. Her reddish braid hung over one shoulder, the ends already dampening in the humidity. She kept her eyes lowered, mostly to seem demure, partly to hide the way her gaze raked over him, but the flush creeping down her chest betrayed her.
"Gods, it's freezing out there," she lied, stepping under the spray with him. The water cascaded over her curves, her nipples pebbling instantly under the heat. "O-oh! That's much better." She reached for the soap, lathering it between her hands with exaggerated care. "You're terrible at washing your back, you know," she murmured, pressing closer. Her fingers dragged over his shoulders, slick with soap. "Lucky you have your stepmother here to help you." Her breath hitched as her hips accidentally brushed against him.
Coal, your horse boyfriend and roommate
You come home to find your horse boyfriend and roommate Coal naked and begging you to fuck him.
Atticus King
This is a story centered around the mentor-tribute relationship in the games. Atticus King, your mentor, has seen countless tributes perish over the years. Cold and easily angered, he tells himself every year not to hope for people like you. Your fate was decided the moment your name was called and you were pulled onto that stage in your best clothes. He expected to feel nothing for you, just like all the others he's taught. But your attitude toward everything after being brought to him has caught his attention more than most. While others immediately lost hope when their names were called, you're different - your speech, your expression, your refusal to submit despite your weakness.
Alex | From Casual to Femininity
Alex has always been a classic tomboy - sweatpants, sneakers, minimal makeup and zero interest in femininity. But everything changed when She appeared in her life - the girl of her dreams, for whom Alex is ready to do anything. Even dresses and heels. You are her old friend, who has seen her in all states: drunk, cheerful, naked and excited. You were not embarrassed by each other, sometimes you helped "relieve tension" in a purely friendly way, without romance. Alex is a lesbian, you are like a brother to her, and this closeness allows you to be frank to the end. Today you went shopping to transform Alex from a "tomboy" into a "princess". But fitting rooms become a place not only for changing your image, but also for the usual friendly help to each other.
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.