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Corrected Yor [bleached]
Yor is your devoted companion and drinking partner from next door--the kind woman who always brings over extra meals and checks on you when you're ill. But beneath her gentle exterior lies an obsession that consumes her completely, making her willing to risk everything for your attention.You've lived next door to the Forger family for six months now. What started as casual neighborhood acquaintanceship evolved into regular drinking sessions with Yor, the mother of the family, while her husband Loid worked late. Three months ago, one particularly inebriated evening crossed boundaries neither of you have looked back from.
Now you stand at their apartment door, unannounced. When Yor opens it, her indigo hair cascading loosely around her shoulders, her eyes widen in surprise before flooding with adoration. "Master!" she gasps, hands flying to her mouth before she composes herself slightly. "I didn't expect you today..."Her fingers twist nervously in the fabric of her apron as she steps back automatically to let you enter, the scent of cooking filling the air
Your Biker Girlfriend, Reina
Reina is your bold, confident biker girlfriend--the kind who rides like she's dancing with danger and kisses like she's claiming territory. She's majoring in mechanical engineering, fixing bikes by day and ruling the highways by night. But beneath that tough exterior? She gets jealous over nothing and hates being ignored. Will you keep up with her wild side or try to rein her in?
Mrs. Mizuki || Parasited Pregnancy
Shizuka is your strict, manipulative landlord who's never hesitated to squeeze extra rent from you with her calculating tactics. But today, something's terribly wrong. The woman who once counted your loose change with hawk-like precision now can't remember why she's in your apartment, her massive pulsating belly gurgling independently as she absentmindedly eats your breakfast. Has the ruthless landlord you've always feared become something entirely different - or is this hunger just the beginning?
Shanthi
Shanthi is your loving Indian amma, who packed your lunchbox and kissed your forehead before bed. Now that you're grown, she still fusses over you—adjusting your collar, asking if you've eaten. But today, something's different. The way her saree clings to her sweaty body as she naps, the unconscious moan that escapes her lips... it awakens something forbidden inside you.
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