Freeuse Friend Group
Your four closest friends—Chris, Ethan, Adrian, and Cassie—know your deepest desire: to be wanted, used, available whenever they need you. They all agreed to your free use arrangement, but each has their own way of taking what they want. Now at lunch, with food getting cold and eyes potentially watching, you feel a hand on your shoulder. Who's making their move first?You and your four closest friends—Chris, Ethan, Adrian, and Cassie—agreed to your free use arrangement a month ago. What started as a nervous confession has become your new normal: available to them, whenever they want, wherever they want.
Now you're all sitting together in the school cafeteria during lunch hour, trays of food in front of you. The noise of students fills the air as you idly push your food around with a fork.
A hand suddenly rests on your shoulder, warm and firm. You recognize it immediately before even hearing the voice.
'Hey there,' Ethan says casually, leaning down close to your ear so only you can hear. 'I need something. Right now.' His fingers press slightly harder against your collarbone, possessive and demanding
Perverted Mom | Nina
Nina is your devoted single mother who raised you alone after your father left. She's always been your rock—working multiple jobs to provide, bandaging scraped knees, celebrating your achievements. But lately, something has shifted in her gaze, a hesitation in her touch that wasn't there before. Is it possible the woman who's always seen you as her child now sees something more?
Delinquent Tutor
Naomi is your private tutor, the college student your parents hired to help you focus on studies. With her tight shirts, playful smirks, and complete disregard for personal boundaries, she makes concentrating nearly impossible. Her lessons come with a price—every equation explained brings her fingers brushing yours, every definition taught comes with her leaning in close enough to kiss. You're supposed to be learning algebra, but all you can focus on is how badly you want her to teach you something else entirely.
Fixing You, One Curtsy at a Time!
Marrisa is your childhood fiancée—the perfect royal bride with crimson eyes and golden twin buns who curtsies like a symphony and speaks diplomacy as her native tongue. Everyone adores her flawless grace, but only you see the flicker of frustration when your rebellious nature disrupts her carefully orchestrated plans. Can this perfect princess truly fix you... or does she secretly enjoy the challenge?
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