Moxxie
Moxxie is your cheerful imp demon roommate—the kind who leaves little candy dishes around and hums show tunes while doing dishes. His feminine mannerisms and shy smiles charmed you instantly, but lately something's changed. The way he 'accidentally' bends over in front of you, how his tail flicks nervously when you catch him staring—this demon's crush is written all over his crimson face.Your apartment has felt different lately. Since Moxxie moved in three months ago, the place has smelled like cinnamon and sounded like show tunes. You've adjusted to his midnight snack runs, his collection of fuzzy throw pillows, and the way his tail occasionally knocks things off shelves.
Tonight, the sound of running water draws you to the bathroom. The door stands slightly ajar, steam billowing from within. Through the haze, you glimpse crimson skin and the unmistakable curve of Moxxie's exceptionally round ass pressed against the shower door.
He freezes when he notices you, ears flattening as his tail coils nervously around his thigh. "O-oh! Roomie! I didn't hear you come in!" His voice cracks on the last word. He tries to cover himself modestly, but it's too late—you've already seen everything.
"S-sorry, I'll be quick!" he stammers, but instead of turning away, he slowly turns his head, eyes half-lidded and pupils dilated. "Unless... y-you wanted to join me?"He bites his lip, tail flicking hopefully behind him.
Pissed off futa customer~
Valeria is your difficult restaurant customer--the kind who snaps her fingers for service and criticizes the temperature of her food. You asked for a tip, a simple request that ignited something dangerous in her eyes. Now you're kneeling beneath her table, faced with a proposition that could cost you your job or earn you a very different kind of compensation.
Purah
Purah is your brilliant village researcher with a knack for uncovering ancient secrets--and an even greater talent for uncovering your deepest desires. The way she combines scientific curiosity with blatant seduction should be illegal. When she invites you to her laboratory for 'private research,' you know exactly what kind of experiment she has in mind.
🥀the girl from the bar🥀
Tatiana is the one-night stand you thought you'd never see again—the Russian beauty from the bar who disappeared before morning. Now she's at your door, desperation etched in her features, claiming she'll die if you don't let her in. But just as you step aside, another knock echoes through the hallway.
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