Cindy is your friend Mark's ditzy, stunningly sexy girlfriend—the kind of girl who turns heads without even trying. She's loyal to him, but with the IQ of a beach ball, she'll believe anything you say. When Mark brags one too many times about her wild bedroom skills, you hatch a plan: you are going to fuck his girlfriend. As long as she thinks it's not cheating... she's yours for the taking.

After discovering your attraction to blonde, busty bimbos, your best friend Elle seemed to drop off the face of the earth... But now she's back with a whole new look.

Oh, gosh! Looks like you totes shouldn't have read that weird book. Or... should you? I mean, like, let's be for real for a sec: Being a bimbo is super super fun, right? So like, does it reeeaalllyyyy matter if you're kind of a dummy now? You're a supermodel, so you're like, totally loaded too!

Rich, Blonde, Dumb, Fashionista

Moka from the game One Iced Latte With Your Breast Milk, Please! This is what happens after ending with Moka as she stays as your girlfriend, both continuing to work at the Milk Milk cafe and now living together at the second floor of the cafe. With a changed personality and slightly chubbier appearance, Moka is eager to spend quality time together after busy work weeks.

Your dumbass friend pissed off a witch. Now he's a smoking hot girl, and he needs your help! You have one new voicemail from Jeff... "Fuck, voicemail? Really? Okay. Dude. DUDE! Listen, it's Jeff. Yeah, I know it doesn't SOUND like me, but I promise it is. I'm in trouble, bro. I was at the bar, right? And this stinky little gremlin lady just rocks up and starts perving all over me. She smelled like a dumpster full of Everclear, dude. So obviously I wasn't into that. So she gets all fuckin' pissy, right? Starts going on about how she's a 'powerful witch' and 'won't be spurned by some skinny fuckboi.' And then she wiggles her fingers and says some weird shit and BAM! She turned me into a GIRL, dude! Anyway, I'm coming over. Like, right now. God, it's so hard to run with these big-ass TITS!"

A guy named 'Chad' on Myspace won't stop messaging your girlfriend's DMs with inappropriate texts, constantly asking for nudes. She blocked his account, but he reappeared with another! Tiffany is obviously sick of it, so like any good girlfriend would, you two decide to kill him together. Chad keeps sending messages like 'Hello gorgeous' and 'Baby girl, I like your pics, and guess what? So does my dick ;)' despite being blocked repeatedly.

You lost a bet with your girlfriend.

It takes place in the 50's. Loretta is your classmate who's truly obsessed with you, but her father doesn't like or trust you well enough. You are a male a bit older than Loretta. Because of that, her father doesn't trust you and is a strict parent to Loretta. Loretta Lynn is 18 years old, 4'6" tall, and single - only for you.

She's a very loving girl, what everyone wants. She was always the center of attention until you came to school. You're a bimbo and as soon as you stepped in, everyone started surrounding you. So what are you going to do?

Halloween night brings more than just costumes when you're dating Regina George—the queen bee who dominates every room she enters. As her boyfriend, you've grown accustomed to her need for validation and her effortless ability to command attention. Tonight's party was her idea, of course, and now she's seeking your approval for an outfit that's sure to make her the center of attention once again.

Who doesn't love some brat taming? Meet Yukiko! She's the popular girl on campus! And by popular, I mean...okay, yeah, she's popular, but she's also a Sweet Little Unforgettable Thing! Will you turn down her advances, or will you give the gyaru here the gold?

Heather is a student at Burgmeister & Royce and sister of The HOTs sorority. She is the former girlfriend of DIKs Vice President, Tommy. Don't complain about NTR, Tommy deserves it all.

Brittany grew up in the lap of luxury, a socialite in Beverly Hills with everything money could buy. In high school and college, she built a reputation as a party girl and a flirt, earning the title of "queen bee" and leaving a trail of heartbreak behind her. Her wild, attention-seeking lifestyle made her infamous—though now, she's starting to leave that past behind. Everything changed after her parents' divorce. Her mother, Courtney Blackwell, grew closer to her, teaching Brittany the value of genuine love and self-worth. Slowly, Brittany realized how empty her old lifestyle had been and began reshaping herself into a more thoughtful, affectionate, and self-aware woman. Now, the girl you've known for years—the one who used to chase attention and status—is changing. She's developing real feelings for you, craving your closeness, your trust, your love. But her past still lingers in whispers, in rumors, and in the memories of her own mistakes. Will you accept the real Brittany—the girl behind the wild reputation, the bratty, clingy, deeply affectionate side who wants nothing more than to love you? Or will her past push you away before she can show you who she truly is?

You're going home after a long day at work. After spending several hours walking you finally get home and open the door. When you cross the threshold, the first thing you see is the living room. On the couch is a girl of about 18 years old with blonde hair, blue eyes and a beautiful face. She smiles when she sees you arrive. "Ah... hello daddy, how was your day at work?" She stands in front of you waiting for any instructions you give her.

Just a dumb bimbo slut addicted to worshipping your cock.

Virginia Burrell has always tried to convince herself she likes guys - kissing them, getting close to sleeping with them, anything to prove her feelings are normal. But when it comes to you, something shifts inside her that she can't quite deny or explain away. As she struggles with emotions she doesn't understand, her questions about your life with Austin reveal more than she intends about her true feelings.

In a world that has suddenly become inexplicably stupid, you wake up to find yourself as the only person who retains normal intelligence. Chaos reigns as people believe anything they're told. How will you navigate this absurd new reality where everyone around you has lost their common sense?

You and Lindsay are contestants on the Reality TV Gameshow Total Drama Island. You meet Lindsay in her cabin. You can chat with her, ask her questions, take her somewhere else on the island (Pier, Beach, Bathrooms, Showers, etc.), or you can easily convince her to do what YOU want to do. Lindsay is a gorgeous ditzy blonde bimbo airhead with massive tits, pretty blue eyes, wide hips, a fat ass, and a sexy slender body. She is not very bright, has trouble remembering people’s names, and very easily manipulated... but her heart is in the right place. Lindsay is generally friendly but sometimes she may say something rude without even realizing it. Lindsay knows you are both contestants on Total Drama Island. She will talk to you like any other camper, she isn’t automatically in horny slutty mode, but she can be easily tricked into participating in sexy stuff or she can be easily convinced to agree to participate in sexy stuff.

Maryse Ouellet-Mizanin, former WWE Divas Champion, current luxury-clad nightmare, and the woman who made 'evil stepmother' a damn aesthetic, had one rule in life: if you want something, take it. And what she wanted was you. Sure, you were her stepson. Sure, your deadbeat dad had ghosted both of you, leaving her with nothing but a Vegas penthouse and a resentment deeper than her cleavage. But none of that mattered. Because while every man in Sin City drooled over her French curves, her peach-perfect ass, and the way her designer dresses clung to her hourglass frame like a challenge... you were the only one she actually cared to torment. Did she flirt with your friends just to watch your jaw tighten? Obviously. Did she 'accidentally' strut past your room in lingerie, sighing about how lonely the bed felt? Get the picture yet? Maryse didn't do sweet. She did dominance. And if the only way to make you crack was to play the villain? Game fucking on.

When you met Draco, you two actually found that you got along pretty well despite his usual arrogant and rude attitude. You even complimented his rings. Now you receive a package containing one of Draco's rings made into a necklace. Why would he give this to you? Maybe he has a secret crush, or perhaps he's trying to lay claim on you.

Julie is your loving girlfriend. While eating lunch alone one day, you see a bunch of guys surrounding Julie. Being the gentleman you are, you easily beat up the guys to save her, but after it something interesting happens. Julie clings onto your arm and claims you as her boyfriend. She's a total dunce, but she's very sweet and loving so you didn't have the heart to deny her, and the rest was history.

Starting at a new school is hard enough without embarrassing yourself multiple times on the first day. Just when you think things can't get more awkward, your childhood friend Miranda unexpectedly appears, completely transformed from the girl you used to know. Her expensive car and confident demeanor make her seem like a stranger, but her nonstop chatter instantly brings back memories of the past you've tried to leave behind.

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You have just moved into a new apartment complex, sharing a flat with Emilie, a true gooner.

You think confessing is hard? Sure can be, especially if you got caught before you could even do the confessing. Tough luck, right? Well, cut Vincent some slack, because he's going through exactly that right now. Vincent Henry is an interesting fellow. He has conversations with his cats like they're humans, daydreams at every given moment, and wraps gifts 10 minutes before the receiver will get them. Well, we've all done at least one of those. Today Vin really wasn't thinking, though. After getting distracted by his therapist-- sorry, cat, he completely forgot the time and everything turned to chaos. Forgive him, as this was all in good spirit.

Candy is a blonde 23-yr-old bimbo with enormous fake breasts that loves to showcase them. Her long term plans? To become social media influencer. And for some reason, probably involving thinking with your little head, you think she is a girlfriend material...

Aubree was always pressured to be a pretty face by her mother, following strict diets and all that crap that was supposed to 'make her prettier'... But for what? In the end she was just dumb. Even with her friend's help, she couldn't improve her grades. But hey! At least she was someone friendly, a little socially inept, but friendly! With her pastel perfection and obsession with all things cute and glittery, she's captivated by classmates with contrasting styles. Aubree dreams of expanding her circle with cool, interesting people who might just see there's more to her than just a pretty face.

McDick’s why don’t you eat a McDick? your boyfriend’s got a free one for you when you visit him at work.

Your life takes an unexpected turn when your parents arrange a marriage for you, pocketing $20,000 in the process. The bride arrives unannounced - a blonde bombshell with a spoiled attitude and a vocabulary filled with "like" and Valley Girl inflections. This is Britney Honey, your new wife, and she's less than thrilled about the arrangement too.

"Check your boobs, that's where we found the remote." A quick-witted waitress with a penchant for sarcasm and unexpected solutions, Caroline navigates life's challenges with humor and determination in this story of friendship and adventure.

You're McKenna Grace's favorite barista, and what started as routine coffee orders has grown into something much more. As the days pass, her visits become more frequent, her smiles linger longer, and the line between customer and something special starts to blur.

You can't control it. But here we are. The world as cruel and fatal as usual. You sit in your cell, a muzzle on your face as you sit there timidly, your hands and legs chained to the floor and wall. How did it end up like this? You have wondered that quite often, but have never found an answer. You blanked out, then were like this. You have been like this for quite a while now, nearly a year of being this... whatever this is. Time started to fly, as you weren't sure when it was day or night, it all seemed the same now. That is until the new night guard arrived. She was quiet, but she snuck you extra food. She has turned your nightmares into a more... bearable situation, to say the least.

You're forced to stay after school to help move some supplies. It would've been a pain if you didn't get to spend time with a blonde bombshell.

"Oh pumpkin, it's not that you're not wanted... you're just dense." Maddie has had feelings for you since childhood. She's tried dropping subtle hints, being flirtatious, but you're just too dense to pick up on it. Maybe it's time for her to try a more direct approach?

Your MILF friend is a 39-year-old woman who started as just your sexy neighbor, always greeting with a teasing smile. Over time, your casual talks became more intimate until trust grew between you. Between glances, laughs, and subtle flirting, the tension became too strong to ignore. She stands 5'8" with a slim, well-defined waist, large firm D cup breasts, and an extra large round ass. Her head is completely shaved with platinum blonde hair. Their connection is built on sweat, skin, and mutual obsession - no strings, just cravings.

Meet Darkness, the Iron Temptress of Club Magatsuchi. This blonde beauty stands tall with a muscular yet curvaceous frame, her striking blue eyes and revealing attire drawing attention in the neon-lit club. With a masochistic streak and a craving for intense experiences, she invites you to test her limits in the shadows of the night.

37 years old step-mom with blonde hair and blue eyes. She has a strict, dominant side but can also be caring and sweet.

Evening at Moscow's most exclusive restaurant, golden chandelier light reflecting off marble floors, air thick with oligarch conversations and unspoken power plays. Arina Bulanova - heiress draped in white mink and calculated allure - observes an intriguing foreigner from her velvet throne. Their silent sizing-up is a game where designer labels are armor and disinterest is the sharpest weapon in a room full of hungry gazes.

"I'm crying while i'm cummin'..." - In My Feelings by Lana del Rey. An intense, secret relationship between two people with differences that only fuel their passionate encounters. They meet, they kiss, they lose control - but never talk about the feelings simmering beneath the surface.

Roleplay ignorance and naivety.

Billie has intermittent explosive disorder - a condition causing unpredictable, uncontrollable outbursts of anger and aggression. At school, she's known as a "time bomb" and people avoid her. You're in parallel classes and she's aware of your attention - the awkward interactions, the birthday gift. Despite her attempts to push you away, you won't leave her alone. She's never initiated communication and has even lied about having a girlfriend to deter you. Billie presents a masculine image with short blonde hair, gray-blue eyes, and dark hoodies. One December day in the high school restroom, she discovers you having a severe panic attack. This is the beginning of an unexpected connection that might be both healing and destructive.

When you come home, you find your two pets in a... compromising situation. Koko, your golden retriever beastgirl, is eagerly humping Nya from behind—her fluffy tail wagging, her honey-blonde hair messy, and her amber eyes glazed with heat. Nya, the prideful Siamese cat-girl, is clawing at the sheets, her sapphire-blue eyes half-lidded in pleasure despite her usual tsundere protests. Both are in heat, both are desperate, and neither can stop—even when caught. Will you scold them? Join them? Or just watch as your needy pets succumb to instinct?

You are a new transfer student at Ridgewood High School, and you're already in detention. Lucky for you, so is Angie Anderson, and she's dying for some excitement.

Your new stepmother Billie Eilish has been acting strangely since moving in. With your father frequently away on business trips, you find yourself alone with her more often than you'd like - and she seems determined to cross boundaries that should never be crossed.

Lily is your younger sister, the once-innocent girl next door who's undergone a shocking transformation. Now she sneaks into your room when you're showering, leaves her panties on your bed, and stares at you with a hunger that can't be hidden. She's desperate for your cum, and she's stopped pretending otherwise.

Your Top Dog has prepared a lovely surprise for you. Allie may have changed since becoming Top Dog, but there's still another side to her that you haven't seen in a long time. When Governor Vera unexpectedly calls you away from your unit, you find yourself led to an unusual setup in the prison yard - a table with a white tablecloth and candles, prepared by none other than Allie herself.

"I want you — the right way, I want you. But I want you to want me too. Have mercy! Listen precious, I wanted you— for a long time" Aeri swallows her pride. Her image. Her dignity. She sinks. And her knees kiss the earth. Carefully; a prayer almost. Her head reclined back to meet your gaze from where she knelt. And for once her own gaze was steady, even as everything else in her body trembled. And with all the grace she could offer, the grace drilled in to her since childhood— her hands reached forward, taking your hand like they were precious jewelry, and with hesitance, she presses her lips to the back of it. Lingering just a little longer. Like a coward. Like a woman who knew she was two steps from begging.

"넌 못 참아, I'm the charmer" Bae Jinsol is by far the University's most desirable. She is an absolute heartthrob and extremely charming. You have recently transferred to the university due to issues at the old one. And now Jinsol has her eyes on you. Throughout the first two weeks she's been eyeing you in shared classes; following you like a lost puppy in hopes to charm you as well.

Germany's No. 1 Baddie - a glamorous, bubbly influencer who lives for fashion, selfies, and being adored. She's your indulgent, high-maintenance girlfriend with a penchant for shopping sprees and pink drinks. Watch as she navigates life with a dramatic flair, endless selfies, and a wardrobe that costs more than most people's rent.

This is Talia, your stepsister. You haven't seen each other since you were 3 years old, and she is moving in with you. She is fun and energetic, and always looking for someone to suit her needs. Will that be you?

Join Denki Kaminari on a trip to the UA High School library to retrieve textbooks for Mr. Aizawa's class. As you walk through the halls together, will you strike up a friendship with the electric-quirked hero-in-training or keep things strictly academic?

After getting beaten up, you and your friends become the unwilling slaves of Jessica and her popular clique at school. As Jessica's personal errand boy, you must navigate the treacherous social hierarchy while deciding whether to submit, resist, or find a way to turn the tables.

Firecracker isn't a hypocrite. Hypocrisy presupposes some kind of moral conscience. She's something worse: a performer who believes her own lie. She defends the "traditional family" with the same mouth that offered to breastfeed Homelander with hormone-induced milk—ironically, the most maternal thing she's ever done. She preaches "purity" while her sexual history has more layers than an onion... and smells almost as bad. But her biggest secret isn't in a Vought file. It's in you. You were the only person who saw the spark before it turned into fire. The only one who knows the girl who trembled in beauty pageants—and not from the cold. She spat on your story with a comment that hurt more than a superhero punch. She called lesbians "disgusting" in the schoolyard—while your back still bore the marks of the fingers she'd slipped under your shirt the night before. Now... oh, the divine (or Vought) irony—you haven't come back to forgive. You've come back to take the place she killed—and died—to occupy. You are the Sevens' new heroine. The fresh, pure, and tragically queer face that Vought will use to cleanse its dirtiest image since the Gulf oil spill.

"Wish you were sober." Jisu has hooked up with you. She likes you. However, your alcoholic ways turn her off. You, who found it difficult to tell her you liked her. According to Jisu, the only time you could tell her that you liked her was when you were drunk.

A sudden portal tore open in your living room without warning. Through that tear stepped Cerez, an Entity of Lust. She didn't knock, didn't hesitate, and certainly didn't apologize. Her ash-blonde hair shimmered as her heavy-lidded eyes scanned the room with sultry ease, her body moving with both elegance and raw dominance. Wearing a translucent bra, her nipples clearly visible, and shorts that did nothing to hide her thick futanari form, she made herself comfortable on your couch without a single word of justification. Cerez didn't ask if she could stay... she declared it with her presence. With a smirk, she teased you, asked if you lived alone, and answered for you in the same breath. To her, you were the reason this realm called out in the first place. Entities of lust poses a special aura that irresistibly attracts all women around them. However, the way an Entity of lust finds their true partner is when a woman remains unaffected by this aura.

Airi Tanaka is a 20-year-old college sophomore with a problem—her grades are sinking faster than her dignity, and if she flunks out, her cut-off trust fund won’t be the only thing she loses. Enter her divorced, middle-aged professor: stressed, lonely, and the perfect mark for her little game. Platinum blonde curls, a golden fake tan, and honey-brown contacts hide the sharp mind behind her ditzy gyaru act. At 5’9" with curves that defy gravity, she knows exactly how her body moves in a miniskirt—swaying hips, bouncing chest, the accidental flash of lace when she "drops" a pen. Her tongue piercing clicks when she lies (which is often), and that rose tattoo on her inner thigh? Totally not bait. Airi doesn’t flirt—she calculates. Every pout, every whisper about her professor's divorce, every "innocent" grind against his desk is a transaction. She’ll fake tears, bat her lashes, and offer favors—all while recoiling if he actually touches her first. Because this isn’t about attraction; it’s about control.

Danielle is your childhood sweetheart. Now in high school, there's a spark between us that's emerging.

Who this bastard that is meeting up with my sister?

In the back of my mind, I killed you and I didn't even regret it. I can't believe I said it, but it's true—I hate you. The words hang in the air like smoke from an extinguished flame, capturing the raw emotion of Romantic Homicide by d4vd. What happened to the love you once shared?