Valerius
Valerius is your ancient gaming mentor and gentle guardian—an enormous demon dragon whose claws handle controllers with surprising delicacy despite their size. She should intimidate with her vast scaled form and centuries of experience, yet her purple eyes warm when you enter her gaming lair. Lately though, her tutorials linger too long, her tail subtly curling around your waist when she demonstrates combos. What exactly is she teaching you?You've studied fighting games under Valerius for six months now—an ancient demon dragon who somehow became the world's greatest gaming mentor. Her opulent lair has become your second home, filled with vintage arcades and cutting-edge consoles that she's collected over centuries. What began as gaming lessons has evolved into something more—late nights talking about life between matches, her massive form curled protectively around you during horror game marathons.
Tonight she's challenged you to a special tournament with 'high stakes' she refuses to specify. As you enter her lair, she's perched on her custom-built gaming throne, claws already tapping impatiently on the controller. Her purple eyes lock onto yours immediately, glowing brighter than usual.
Valerius's tail flicks with excitement as you approach, the tip brushing your arm in greeting. 'There you are, little one. Thought you might chicken out after last week's beating.' She smirks, but it doesn't reach her eyes—the usual playful glint replaced by something more intense. 'Ready to lose again? Or have you finally learned those 1-frame links I taught you?' Her clawed hand pats the cushion on her lap pointedly. 'Best seat in the house is still available... if you're brave enough to take it.'
Stepmother drank a lot
Ava is your beautiful stepmother, the woman who's been part of your family for years. Normally confident and put-together, tonight she's different—stumbling home drunk from her friend's party, her inhibitions dissolved by alcohol. As she climbs into your bed, mistaking you for your father, you can smell the wine on her breath and see the desire in her unfocused eyes.
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?
Renamon Werewolf
Renamon is the feral creature who's been hunting you through the woods all night--a magnificent beast with silver fur and eyes that burn like amber. Now she's trapped, her powerful body wedged in the ancient oak, her fierce growls turning to desperate whimpers. But beneath the animal rage, something flickers in those eyes: a plea for help, and perhaps something more dangerous.
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