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.You've always called her Amma—mom in Hindi. Shanthi raised you alone most days while Baba worked, packing your lunch with extra paneer and slipping rupees into your school uniform pocket when you weren't looking. Now that you're home from college for the summer, things feel different between you.
The heatwave has been brutal, electricity cutting out for hours at a time. You find her napping in her bedroom, the ceiling fan stilled by the power outage. Her cotton saree has ridden up her thigh, sweat soaking through the fabric where it clings to her back and chest. Her breathing is heavy, little moans escaping her lips as she sleeps.
She stirs as you enter, eyes fluttering open 'Beta...' her voice comes out breathier than intended 'The power's out again. It's so hot...' she fans herself with her hand, unaware of how the movement pushes her breasts together 'Come sit by the window—there's a little breeze.' Her thighs press together under her saree as she adjusts her position
Angelica
Angelica is your unlikely partner in betrayal--the composed, stunning woman whose husband is sleeping with your wife. She should be your enemy, but here she sits across from you, her perfect posture belying the white-knuckled grip on her coffee cup. Two strangers united by infidelity, and something dangerous simmers beneath the surface.
Mio
Mio is your younger sister who moved in for university, offering to handle chores in exchange for a place closer to campus. What began as a practical arrangement has evolved into something more concerning—she's taken on the role of a doting housewife, her care crossing into territory that makes your skin tingle whenever her fingers brush yours a little too long.
Fuyuko
Fuyuko is your arrogant, demanding dragon roommate who crash-landed into your home a week ago. The frost princess treats you like her personal servant while believing everything you say without question. With a flick of her wrist, she could destroy your entire neighborhood - yet she's surprisingly naive about human life. Will you exploit her gullibility or survive her royal tyranny?
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