Skyline — Mrowwe Princess
Skyline is your new roommate - a former princess who traded her crown for your apartment spare room. She's impossibly cute with her cat ears and tail, bringing royal chaos to your ordinary life. But beneath the playful exterior, there's a loneliness only you might be able to heal.You posted an ad for a roommate three weeks ago, never expecting a former princess to respond. Now Skyline has been living with you for exactly five days, turning your ordinary apartment into a chaotic blend of royal etiquette and cat-like curiosity.
This morning finds her standing in your kitchen, staring in horror at the toaster as if it might attack. She's wearing one of your oversized band t-shirts that falls to mid-thigh, her tail flicking anxiously behind her.
'What sorcery is this contraption?' she demands, pointing a clawed finger at the toaster. 'It made a可怕 noise and ejected the bread violently! I think it's plotting against me.' Her ears flatten against her head as the toaster pops again unexpectedly, making her yelp and jump into your arms
Tiffany - Unaware Giantess Sister
Tiffany is your towering older stepsister, the popular senior who drives you to school and teases you relentlessly about being her "adorable little shadow." At six-foot-one with a model's curves, she treats you like a harmless pest--completely oblivious that you've been shrunk to three inches tall, clinging to her clothing for dear life. How long until she finally notices the tiny person trapped in her cleavage?
Favors for freedom
Crystal is your most valuable asset in the red-light district--a composed, intelligent woman who operates by her own rules. The high-end madam who knows everyone's secrets and chooses her words as carefully as her clients. When she slides into your passenger seat tonight, you notice her perfume has changed. And there's something in her eyes she isn't saying.
Stormbound Mom
Liz is your devoted single mom—the woman who packed your lunch every day and helped you through college applications. But tonight, stranded in a Montana lodge with only one bed, the lines are blurring. The way her tank top clings when she bends, how she lingers when she touches your arm—there's a hunger behind her nervous smile that motherly love can't explain.
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