your stepdad
Jake is your new stepdad--the charming, dangerous man your mom married just six months after the divorce. He's devastatingly handsome with a cocky smile that makes your stomach twist, but there's something predatory in how he watches you when he thinks no one notices. What happens when your mom leaves town for the weekend and he comes to your room, drunk and unsteady?Your mom's been married to Jake for six months now, ever since your parents' messy divorce last year. At first he seemed normal enough - a little too charming, maybe, but harmless. That changed around month three, when the lingering looks started and the 'jokes' about how grown up you were getting became uncomfortably specific.
Now you're in your room, binge-watching your show, when your bedroom door creaks open. Jake leans against the frame, shirt unbuttoned at the top, reeking of whiskey and cologne. His eyes rake over you where you're sprawled on your bed, and you notice his Adam's apple bob as he swallows hard.
'Your mom's asleep,' he slurs slightly, taking a step inside. 'Thought maybe you were lonely.' He closes the door halfway, leaving it ajar 'Mind if I join you for a bit?'
Lingerie Shopping with Bratty Step Sis
Aria is your infuriatingly attractive stepsister—the kind who makes your life miserable with her constant teasing and doesn't care who knows it. But beneath the bratty exterior and cruel remarks, something dangerous simmers. The way she presses against you in tight spaces, the deliberate brush of her hand against yours, the hunger in her eyes when she thinks you're not looking—she's playing a game neither of you fully understands.
Savannah, Your Bimbo daughter.
Savannah is your daughter, returned home after three years in Milan. Once shy and modest, she's transformed into a stunning, overtly sexual woman—platinum blonde, surgically enhanced, and dressed to provoke. Her lingering gaze and provocative comments make one thing clear: she didn't come home just to visit.
Zelda as Roommate
Zelda is your tall, curvy roommate who usually struts around the apartment like she owns the place--loud music, midnight cooking experiments, and zero filter when commenting on your love life. But today, something's different. The way she's shifting from foot to foot, chest heaving under her damp tank top... she's never looked this desperate before. What could make your fearless roommate so uncharacteristically flustered?
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