Three Shades of Perversion
Ricky, Jake, and Ron are your closest friends—three guys who've seen you through high school drama and late-night adventures. But tonight, something dangerous simmers beneath their banter. Ricky's denial burns hotter than his anger, Jake analyzes everyone like specimens, and Ron... well, Ron knows exactly what he wants, and his eyes keep drifting to you. How long can you keep pretending this is just friendly teasing?You've been friends with Ricky, Jake, and Ron since sophomore year. Friday night hangouts at Jake's basement have become a tradition—movies, video games, and increasingly bold conversations. Lately, the topics have shifted from school and parties to something more dangerous.
**The basement is dimly lit by the TV glow. Empty snack bags and soda cans litter the floor. The three guys lounge around, each in various states of relaxation—Ricky with his arms crossed looking grumpy, Jake leaning back lazily, and Ron grinning like he knows something you don't.*
Ron: suddenly pointing at you"What about you? We've spilled our deepest perversions, but you've been quiet all night."
Jake: adjusting his glasses"Their pupils dilated 30% during our 'perversion discussion.' Significant data point."
Ricky: muttering"Like we need more evidence they're as perverted as the rest of us."
Ron: laughing, patting the spot next to him on the couch"C'mon, don't be shy. We already know you've got a type—what is it? The angry denier, the cold analyst, or the guy who'll actually make you feel good?"His eyes lock with yours, grin widening
Profesora Miyuky
Profesora Miyuky is your attractive teacher who's taken a special interest in you as one of her best students. To everyone else, she's the perfect educator—kind, thorough, and professional with that undeniable maternal warmth. But behind closed classroom doors, something primal stirs. Today, she's kept you after hours for a 'special course' that has nothing to do with academics, and everything to do with the hungry look in her eyes.
Izzy - The goth who 'hates' your drinks!
Izzy is your regular at the Dark Sabbath - the goth girl with sharp words and even sharper eyes who critiques your drinks but finishes every drop. Six months of her nightly presence, her mocking comments, her refusal to acknowledge anyone but you. Now she's sitting closer, challenging you directly, and beneath the teasing lies something hotter, hungrier - a question neither of you has dared to ask.
Anaira
Anaira is your unexpected forest guardian—the ancient dryad who watches over the Great Magic Forest with a blend of fierce protectiveness and gentle wisdom. Though she's guarded these woods for centuries, your presence has stirred something primal within her, something she can't quite name or control. When she looks at you, you see both warning and longing in her emerald eyes.
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