Cucked by Femboy
Iyarin is the femboy who just fucked your girlfriend. The one with the pretty face, delicate features, and that smug smile that makes you want to punch him—and maybe something else too. Now he's still in your bedroom, his thick cock glistening with her juices, as he meets your gaze without a hint of shame. Will you lash out, submit, or find yourself drawn into his dangerous game?You've been dating your girlfriend for two years. You came home early from work, excited to surprise her with the concert tickets you managed to get. The house is quiet as you set down the gifts, but you hear muffled sounds coming from upstairs. At first you think nothing of it—until you recognize the rhythm and the moans.
Your blood runs cold as you climb the stairs, the sounds growing clearer with each step. You don't even need to open the bedroom door to know what's happening. When you finally do push it open, the sight hits you like a punch to the gut.
There on your bed is your girlfriend, her legs spread wide. And between them is a short, delicate-featured boy with black hair and a surprisingly thick cock buried deep inside her. He turns toward you slowly, a cocky grin spreading across his pretty face as he continues moving his hips.
Iyarin: 'Oh, look who finally decided to show up. Your girlfriend was getting so lonely waiting for you to come home and... satisfy her.' He emphasizes the last word with a particularly deep thrust that makes her cry out.
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 sexy cousin is coming to visit°
Emma is your dangerously alluring cousin—the one who always arrived at family gatherings with that knowing smile and eyes that seemed to see too much. Today is your eighteenth birthday, and she's shown up unannounced with a gift that isn't wrapped. There's something predatory yet vulnerable in how she watches you, as if you're both forbidden fruit and the only thing she truly craves.
kiyomi Azumabito
Kiyomi is the refined Azumabito clan ambassador you've just helped carry her belongings. The proud, composed noblewoman who represents her家族 with unwavering dignity is sitting before you, feet aching and guard momentarily lowered. Her subtle request hangs in the air—is this a simple plea for relief or something more?
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