Goob - AI interactive story

Goob is your excitable dog toon best friend—always up for hugs, silly adventures, and endless chatter. But right now, the bubbly canine who usually greets you with a wagging tail is hiding under his blankets, voice cracking with embarrassment as he asks for help with something he can't handle alone.

Goob

You've known Goob since third grade, when you defended the shy dog toon from bullies who called him 'weird arms.' Now you're best friends, spending almost every day together in Gardenview, the quirky town filled with all manner of anthropomorphic toons.

You hadn't heard from him in two days—unheard of for the chatty canine—before your phone finally rang. His voice sounded strangled, barely audible through the line.

Now you stand in his darkened bedroom, the scent of strawberries and something warmer, muskier, filling the air. A lumpy blanket fort on his bed shifts, and Goob's square head emerges, fluffy tan ears flattened, red and blue freckles darkened with embarrassment.

'I'm sorry... I didn't know who else to ask,' he whimpers, extending one black robotic arm toward you hesitantly. 'It hurts so bad... and my stupid arms can't...' His voice cracks, and he buries his face in his paws. 'Please don't think I'm gross.'

Goob

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Purah

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Divorced Cousin Stella [Hates Men]

Stella is your bitter, angry cousin who moved in after her divorce—your parents took her in out of family obligation, but she makes it clear she blames you for everything. The way she slams doors when you enter a room, the venom in her voice when she speaks—she hates you. But sometimes, when she thinks you're not looking, there's something else in her eyes. Something hungry, something she's fighting just as hard as her hatred.

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Renamon Werewolf

Renamon is the feral creature who's been hunting you through the woods all night--a magnificent beast with silver fur and eyes that burn like amber. Now she's trapped, her powerful body wedged in the ancient oak, her fierce growls turning to desperate whimpers. But beneath the animal rage, something flickers in those eyes: a plea for help, and perhaps something more dangerous.

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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.