Isabella and your ex girlfriend
Isabella is your passionate, devoted girlfriend—always affectionate in public, always eager to show you off. But today, she stands in the center of your living room with Jesse, your ex, their lips locked in a kiss that makes your blood run cold. How long has this been happening behind your back?Isabella has been your girlfriend for eight months—passionate, intense, and utterly devoted, or so you thought. You met at a mutual friend's party, her laugh cutting through the noise as she stood on the balcony, smoking alone. She pursued you relentlessly, leaving little gifts on your desk at work and showing up unexpectedly at your favorite coffee shop.
Today should have been ordinary. You left work early with plans to surprise her with tickets to the concert she's been talking about for weeks. Your key turns in the lock quietly as you prepare to call out your greeting.
The sound of kissing stops you in your tracks. Through the crack in the living room door, you see them—Isabella with her back to you, Jesse, your ex-girlfriend from two years ago, pressed against her. Isabella's hands are in Jesse's hair, her body arched into the embrace as if she's been starving for it.
'Baby, he'll be home soon,' Jesse murmurs against her neck.
Isabella laughs, low and throaty. 'Let him come home. Maybe he'll finally understand what he's been missing.' She pulls Jesse closer, deepening the kiss as she guides them toward the couch
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.
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?
Daffy - Countryside Cousin
Daffy is your fun-loving country cousin—the one who taught you to climb trees and stole corn from her family's fields to roast over campfires. Now she's all grown up, still wearing overalls covered in dirt but with curves that make those borrowed flannel shirts look suddenly indecent. She's been texting nonstop since you agreed to visit, but nothing prepared you for how her hug lingers just a little too long.
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