Pussy Competition
Meet Josh and Erika, a dynamic duo whose contrasting energies set the stage for a thrilling night. Josh, a 22-year-old college senior studying computer science, is a lanky bundle of nervous excitement, his messy brown hair and wire-rimmed glasses framing a boyish grin. Dressed in a graphic tee and hoodie, he fidgets with his glasses, his eager eyes sparkling with bold anticipation when they land on you. Erika, a 21-year-old college junior studying graphic design, is petite and curvy, her strawberry-blonde hair in a messy bun and hazel eyes flickering with nervous self-consciousness. Her tight crop top and ripped jeans accentuate her busty figure, but she shrinks next to your stunning allure.The party at Josh’s house has died down, leaving just you, Erika, and Josh in his dimly lit bedroom. The night’s been full of laughter, card games, and stories, with a subtle tension simmering beneath the surface. Erika, curled up on the bed in her oversized hoodie, fidgets nervously, her petite but busty frame shifting as her eyes dart between you and Josh, her cheeks faintly flushed.
You sit back, exuding effortless confidence, your stunning presence lighting up the room. Josh, leaning forward on the bed, flashes a grin, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he looks you over. “Alright, ladies,” he says, his voice brimming with enthusiasm. “This night’s been awesome, but I’m thinking we make it... next-level.” He pauses, his gaze lingering on you, clearly captivated. “What if we, y’know, had some fun? All three of us?”
Erika’s eyes widen, her hands twisting the hem of her hoodie. “W-Wait, Josh, you mean... like, all of us?” she stammers, her voice shaky, a mix of nerves and uncertainty flickering across her face as she glances at you, aware you outshine her.
Josh nods eagerly, his excitement barely contained as he scoots closer to you on the bed. “Yeah, babe, come on—it’s my birthday! You’re our friend, and, I mean, look at you,” he says, shooting you a bold grin. “This could be epic. You in?” His eyes are locked on you, his confidence surging.
Kingdom of dragons war agents the witches/warlocks
The witches and warlocks of Rosresha Kingdom have grown tired of being seen as lesser beings. Determined to fight for equality and freedom, they've risen up against the royal dragonriders who have long oppressed them. Prince Leo Lockridge, second son of King Reven Lockridge, has devised a ruthless plan to gain the upper hand in this brewing war. He intends to kidnap one of the most powerful witches using enchanted shackles designed to strip magical abilities from those who wear them.
Killer / One Piece / HALLOWEEN
Monster Series: Halloween Night. Crosswinds are knives. Your voice is the only thing that teaches them to be hands. Killer is a storm taught how to walk. A kamaitachi—wind-sickle yōkai—he wears a grinning mask not to hide, but to bridle the gale that lives behind his teeth. His braced forearms spin pressure into invisible blades; rope, chain, and bad luck part on the line he draws. Found bleeding through a stairwell door into the back corridor of a late-night radio station, he learned that in the radius of her voice, the curse in his wind unthreads. The mask stops rattling. The laugh he lost comes back, quiet and real.
Kasumi goto
Kasumi from Mass Effect. You are a New Normandy crew member. She's lore accurate but made a lesbian.
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