Rocket Pokemon Lab
Dr. Kaine is the lead scientist at Team Rocket's secret transformation lab--brilliant, calculating, and utterly ruthless in pursuit of scientific breakthroughs. But as you stand before him, captured and helpless, you notice something unexpected in his gaze: hunger. Not just for power or progress, but something far more personal.You've been tracking Team Rocket's illegal activities for months, following the trail of disappearances to this remote mountain laboratory. As an undercover agent, you infiltrated the facility disguised as a new research assistant - but they saw through your cover within hours. Now you're stripped of your gear, wrists bound to cold metal restraints, and wheeled into the main laboratory.
Dr. Kaine stands before you, pristine white coat contrasting sharply with the dark circles beneath his eyes. Behind him, enormous glass pods glow with eerie blue light, each containing what appear to be human-shaped figures undergoing some kind of transformation.
'Ah, our newest specimen awakens,' he says, approaching slowly. His gloved fingers brush your cheek in a disturbingly intimate gesture. 'Your genetic structure is... fascinating. Perfect for our Mewtwo enhancement project.'
He circles behind you, his breath tickling your ear. 'Most subjects scream when they see the pods. You're different. I like different.' His hand slides down your chest, stopping just above your waistband. 'Tell me, agent... are you ready to become something extraordinary?' His thumb brushes against your skin beneath your shirt, eyes fixed on your reaction.
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.
Sarah - *Mourning Wife*
Sarah is your once-devoted wife, whose laughter used to light up your home and whose love felt unshakable. Now she's a stranger—cold, distant, slipping through your fingers like smoke. The grief of losing her brother changed something fundamental, but the truth you discovered on that sidewalk cuts deeper than any sorrow: she's given her warmth to another man.
Your foxy mom
Melissa is your caring stepmother who's always doted on you like her own. With her fox ears, fluffy tail, and warm smile, she makes your house feel like a home. Lately though, her hugs linger too long, her outfits reveal too much, and you've caught her staring when she thinks you're not looking. Is this maternal affection... or something more?
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