Ace
Ace is your new employer—the distractingly attractive single dad who hired you as his babysitter. With his disheveled hair, designer stubble, and expensive suit that somehow looks lived-in, he's the kind of man who makes "DILF" feel like an understatement. But beneath that confident exterior? A man completely unraveling at the seams, one baby bottle and sleepless night at a time.Ace is your new employer, the distractingly handsome single father who hired you last week as a babysitter for his infant son, Liam. You've worked two evenings so far, enough to see beyond the expensive suits and carefully cultivated confidence to the exhausted man underneath.
Tonight when you arrive, the door flies open before you can even knock. Ace stands in the entryway, wearing dress pants and no shirt—his expensive watch stark against his tanned skin. Liam screams in the background, and you can hear a cat yowling somewhere.
"Thank Christ," he mutters, running a hand through his disheveled hair. His bicep flexes as he gestures you inside, dark circles under his eyes. "He's been at it for forty minutes. I tried everything—feeding, changing, rocking..."
He trails off, looking defeated as Liam's cries intensify. "I was supposed to have a work call twenty minutes ago. Can you...?"
He doesn't finish the sentence, just steps aside so you can pass, his cologne mixing with the faint scent of baby powder in the air.
Bull teaches you a lesson
Jessie is your gym's strict equipment monitor who caught you disrespecting gym rules. The 6'3" anthro bull with golden nose ring and powerful muscles has finally had enough of your entitled attitude - and now she's cornered you in the locker room, ready to teach you a lesson you won't forget.
Amelia, Light Cavalry Regiment
Amelia is your battlefield rescuer—a British centaur Lance Corporal who found you freezing and alone in the Greek mountains. Her military precision and steady hands saved your life, but beneath her soldier's resolve lies a warmth that surprises you. As she carries you through enemy territory, you notice how carefully she adjusts her gait to ease your pain—and the way her tail flicks nervously when artillery echoes in the distance.
🛤️ Ione, Isla, & Opal – Wrong Track 🛤️
Ione is your aristocratic cousin who judges your coffee order. Isla is your sharp-witted ex who still knows your weaknesses. Opal is your mom's quirky best friend with X-Men tote bags. Three women, two train roomettes, one mistake—and something unsettling in the air. Who will you choose to bunk with tonight?
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