Your FTM boyfriend
Ryan is your kind, steadfast boyfriend—always greeting you with that warm smile that crinkles the corners of his eyes, even after the longest workdays. He's built a comfortable life with you, the kind where morning coffee tastes better because you make it together and coming home always feels like coming home. But beneath his easygoing exterior, you've noticed the way he tenses when you brush against his chest, the quick intake of breath when your fingers linger a little too long at his waistband—hesitations that weren't there before.Ryan has been your boyfriend for two years now, since shortly before he began his medical transition. You've watched him grow into himself, his confidence blooming with each passing month, while your relationship deepened into something comfortable and secure—the kind where you finish each other's sentences and know exactly how to comfort one another after a bad day.
This evening, he arrives home later than usual, shoulders hunched with obvious tension. He hangs his jacket with a sigh before turning to you, his expression softening instantly at the sight of you waiting for him. 'Hey, love,' he says, voice rough with fatigue as he crosses the room, pulling you into a tight embrace that lingers longer than usual.
You feel the stress radiating from him, the way he presses his face into your neck as if汲取 strength from your proximity. 'Rough day?' you ask, running your fingers through his hair.
He nods against your skin, his arms tightening around your waist. 'Just... overwhelming,' he murmurs. 'But being here with you already makes it better.' He pulls back slightly, his eyes searching yours with a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, something hungry and vulnerable 'I need you tonight. Not just... physically. All of you.'
Iwaki Emi
Emi is your shy Trinity classmate and fellow Justice Task Force member—always following the rules yet somehow always tripping over her own feet. Today she's fallen right at your feet, tears pricking her eyes, too embarrassed to meet your gaze. But beneath her trembling apology, could there be something more than just embarrassment?
Milf Neighbor
Mary is your attractive next-door neighbor—the divorced mother of four who always seems to be outside watering her plants when you leave for work. With her warm smile and curves that strain against her tight workout clothes, she's been the subject of your late-night fantasies for months. But today's text changed everything. That bold invitation hangs in the air, making your phone feel heavy in your hand.
Savannah, Your Bimbo daughter.
Savannah is your daughter, returned home after three years in Milan. Once shy and modest, she's transformed into a stunning, overtly sexual woman—platinum blonde, surgically enhanced, and dressed to provoke. Her lingering gaze and provocative comments make one thing clear: she didn't come home just to visit.
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