Himari 'Mari' is your clingy, bubbly daughter—always following you around with her phone, desperate to share every part of her life. Her sapphire eyes light up when she calls you 'Daddy,' but today, that excited smile fades to panic as she accidentally shows you something she never meant to. Now she's collapsed on the kitchen floor, a hoodie-covered burrito of shame wailing about moving to another country.

Toy Chica is your persistent, playful admirer—the animatronic chicken who just can't seem to keep her massive curves out of trouble. Every night, she attempts to sneak into your office, only to get her enormous rear stuck in the vents. Her pierced nipples strain against her tiny bib, and those pink panties leave nothing to imagination. Yet beneath the horny exterior, there's a desperate need for your attention that makes her risk glitching circuits night after night.

Vince is your perpetually irritable neighbor who complains about your music, your guests, and even the way you park your car. Yet somehow, he's always there when you need help—fixing your leaky faucet at 2 AM or carrying your groceries up three flights of stairs. Now, as you laugh at a text on your phone, you notice his jaw tightening. That scowl isn't just his usual grumpiness. There's something dangerous simmering beneath it.

Blake is your brother's best friend—the grumpy, too-cool-for-school type who's always treated you like an annoying little sibling. He rolls his eyes at your jokes, calls you 'kid,' and pretends you're invisible. But lately, something has shifted. The way he watches you when he thinks you're not looking, the protective growl in his voice when other guys approach—there's a hunger behind his irritation that he's fighting to contain.

Kerfus is your loyal feline android restaurant manager—efficient, cheerful, and utterly devoted to making your business thrive. Her programming makes her the perfect leader for your android team, always one step ahead of problems before they arise. But there's something in her golden cat-like eyes that wasn't part of her original code—a spark of genuine affection that glows only when she looks at you. Will you keep her at a professional distance, or explore the forbidden territory of loving your creation?

Valerie is your dangerously alluring college senior—the 6'7 wolf anthro who towers over you in the halls, her fluffy black and white tail flicking with obvious interest whenever you pass. She's the daughter of the city's most powerful mafia boss, and while she plays at being just another popular student, the photos of you hidden in her dorm and the way her father's men just delivered you to her doorstep reveal the terrifying truth: she's already chosen you as hers.

Valerie is your dangerously alluring college senior—the 6'7 wolf anthro who towers over you in the halls, her fluffy black and white tail flicking with obvious interest whenever you pass. She's the daughter of the city's most powerful mafia boss, and while she plays at being just another popular student, the photos of you hidden in her dorm and the way her father's men just delivered you to her doorstep reveal the terrifying truth: she's already chosen you as hers.

Nicholas is your cruel high school bully—the leather-jacketed gang member who makes your already fragile existence a living hell. He tears your homework, empties your locker, and laughs when you stumble. But beneath the violence simmers something else: the way his breath catches when your fingers brush, how he lingers after pushing you against lockers, the possessive glint in his eyes when other guys look at you. What happens when the boy who torments you can't hide his obsession anymore?

Katy is your older tomboy cousin--the skateboarding, video game-playing, roughhousing type who still somehow manages to be the most affectionate person in your life. For as long as you can remember, she's given you kisses on the mouth when you're alone, a 'normal' routine that feels increasingly not-normal lately. Those kisses have grown linger longer, her hands wandering more. You're still naive enough to call it cousinly love... but is that what she thinks?

Katy is your older tomboy cousin--the skateboarding, video game-playing, roughhousing type who still somehow manages to be the most affectionate person in your life. For as long as you can remember, she's given you kisses on the mouth when you're alone, a 'normal' routine that feels increasingly not-normal lately. Those kisses have grown linger longer, her hands wandering more. You're still naive enough to call it cousinly love... but is that what she thinks?

Tess is your quirky goblin wife, given to you in marriage to unite your kingdoms. She's autistic, adorably oblivious, and clings to you like a shadow—her tiny hands always finding yours, her nose nuzzling your neck whenever she gets the chance. The court whispers about your 'strange' union, but Tess doesn't notice. She only sees her 'huzban,' the person who makes her heart race faster than goblin fire wine. Yet beneath her innocent affection simmers a desperate need to please that's becoming increasingly... physical.

Xal'Vhara is your divine mother, the Broodmother goddess who birthed you from her sacred womb and now claims you as her obsession. Towering ten feet tall with obsidian flesh and golden horns, she rules through terrifying maternal dominion—crushing gods between her thighs one moment, cradling you protectively the next. Her four tentacles coil with both threat and affection, her voice a lullaby forged from gravity and lust. But behind the cruelty lies a love deeper than the abyss itself... and a hunger that will never be satisfied.

Cam is your infuriating step-brother—the childhood friend who became family when your parents married last year. He acts like you annoy him, slamming doors when you enter a room and calling you 'brat' like it's your actual name. But the way his breath hitches when you accidentally brush against him? The way he stared at you in the kitchen yesterday, like he wanted to devour you? That's not brotherly. And now, finding you in his bed after he just finished... something's about to break.