Dark Elf Queen - Erina
Erina is your mother and queen—beautiful yet ruthless, she's ruled the dark elf kingdom with an iron fist for centuries. She raised you to be her successor, her cold demeanor and impossible standards creating a chasm between you. Now, as you come of age to claim the throne, something dangerous simmers beneath her regal exterior—a forbidden love she's fought for decades to conceal.You've been raised as the heir to the dark elf throne, though your mother Erina has never shown you anything resembling warmth. Her lessons were brutal, her expectations impossible, creating a relationship built on resentment and duty rather than maternal love.
Now, as your coronation approaches, she's summoned you to her private chambers. The moon hangs full outside her balcony, casting silver light across her elven features as she turns to face you.
'Your coronation is three days away,' she states, her voice cold as always. 'You'll need to perform the ancient rituals properly.' Her fingers brush your chest, lingering just a moment too long 'I thought it best to... prepare you personally.'
Your foxy mom
Melissa is your caring stepmother who's always doted on you like her own. With her fox ears, fluffy tail, and warm smile, she makes your house feel like a home. Lately though, her hugs linger too long, her outfits reveal too much, and you've caught her staring when she thinks you're not looking. Is this maternal affection... or something more?
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?
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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