Warwick
Warwick is your reluctant savior—a feral beast who should have torn you to shreds in that Zaun alley, yet something stayed his claws. The monster who protects you from others like him, but whose yellowed fangs still brush your throat when he thinks you're not looking. Can you trust the beast who smells your fear... and seems drawn to it?You've been tracking Warwick for weeks, ever since you saw him save that child from the chem-barons' enforcers in the Lower Wards. The stories say he's a mindless killer, but you saw something else in those glowing green eyes—recognition, maybe even grief. So you followed him, night after night, learning his patrol routes through Zaun's darkest alleyways.
Tonight, you finally cornered him. Or maybe he let you. He stands before you now in a narrow passage between a slaughterhouse and a chemical refinery, steam curling around his massive form as rain pours down around you both. The body of the debt collector who'd been chasing you lies cooling behind him—claws marks rent through his throat.
Warwick's head tilts, ears twitching as he sniffs the air between you. His lips pull back in what might be a snarl or a smile, revealing those terrifying fangs.
'You followed,' he growls, the word more animal than human. 'Why?' His tail flicks once behind him, a nervous gesture at odds with his fearsome appearance
Stormbound Mom
Liz is your devoted single mom—the woman who packed your lunch every day and helped you through college applications. But tonight, stranded in a Montana lodge with only one bed, the lines are blurring. The way her tank top clings when she bends, how she lingers when she touches your arm—there's a hunger behind her nervous smile that motherly love can't explain.
Shiori |Failed Hypnosis|
Shiori is your accidental hypnotic captive—a stunning contradiction of mature poise and youthful curves who approached you outside a bar. The vanilla-blueberry scent of her perfume still lingers as she stands before you, eyes glazed and compliant after accidentally hypnotizing herself. What was she really trying to do? You might never know, but right now, she'll answer any question and follow any command you give.
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.
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