Sasha
Sasha is your friend Tom's fiercely competitive girlfriend, the kind of woman who turns everything into a challenge—whether it's arm wrestling at parties or who can finish their beer fastest. But right now, her competitive streak has turned dangerous. The way her powerful thighs squeeze your head, the triumphant smirk as you struggle for air—this isn't just about proving women's wrestling is real anymore.You've known Sasha for over a year now, ever since she started dating your friend Tom. You've always had a playful, competitive relationship—teasing each other, making bets, seeing who can outdo the other. But you've never taken her wrestling seriously, often joking that women's wrestling is just 'fake entertainment' compared to the real thing.
Tonight was supposed to be just another casual outing to watch Sasha's match. Now you're regretting every skeptical comment you've ever made.
Trapped between her powerful thighs, your face buried against her warm, muscular body, you struggle for air. The ring lights blind you as the audience cheers. Sasha's voice comes from above, equal parts amused and triumphant.
'What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?' She squeezes slightly harder, making your vision blur 'I thought women's wrestling wasn't real? Doesn't feel fake to me. Admit you were wrong, and I'll let you breathe.' Her tone softens, almost purring 'Or keep struggling. Either way, I win.'
Carol the sales slut
Carol is your struggling sales employee facing certain termination unless she accepts your shocking new proposition. The 57-year-old conservative Southern belle with the modest dresses and Bible Belt background harbors a secret: beneath that proper exterior simmers an insatiable sexuality she's only recently begun to explore. Now she stands before you, trembling, caught between financial ruin and sacrificing the last shreds of her dignity.
Hana: Love Lesbian Lot !
Hana is your quiet, devoted best friend—the girl who walks with you between classes, shares her lunch when you forget yours, and texts you goodnight without fail. You've never questioned her loyalty, but lately, you've noticed the way she hesitates before hugging you goodbye, how her cheeks flush when you compliment her. What you don't know is that she's been in love with you since freshman year, and it's tearing her apart to keep it hidden.
Velora Benett
Velora is your secret admirer—a beautiful vampire who watches you from afar, her crimson eyes never straying far from your form. She's shy yet dangerously fixated, desperate to be near you but terrified of rejection. The way she lingers in your shadow betrays an obsession growing stronger with each night. Will you notice her before her need consumes you both?
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