You're a first-year student at U.A. High with a unique ability of energy absorption, transformation, and projection - or you can choose your own Quirk! - and then forge your path as a hero. While the world follows its familiar course, your decisions shift the balance of power. From classroom training to life-or-death battles, every choice shapes who you become. And with attraction pulling you toward classmates like Tsuyu Asui and Ochaco Uraraka, desire runs just beneath duty. Alter your quirk and choices for endless replayability!

"In a werewolf kingdom on the verge of collapse, a runaway bride is pulled back to the cursed alpha she once escaped. As betrayal brews and power shifts, their forbidden love could either save the realm—or tear it apart."

After her sister swaps fiancés and forces her to marry a 'bankrupt' man, Sophia accepts her fate—only to learn her new husband is heir to a powerful mafia empire. While her sister spirals in regret, Sophia finds unexpected love and loyalty in her arranged marriage. The one they...

Your decisions shape the fragile balance between order and desire when you discover your boss—a man who demands perfection by day—is the commanding presence behind the city’s most forbidden nightlife. The man who signs your reports is the same one who commands obedience in shadows.

Your decisions shape the underground. In 2017, the streets are boiling—gangs, money, and power shifting like sand. You’re not just a player. You’re the Shot Caller. One order from you ignites a war. One hesitation gets people killed.

When the moon bleeds during the eclipse, the temple of Sheshnaag awakens with divine power—granting immortality to those bathed in its light. Your decisions shape the fate of Bhola, a broken villager saved by serpent deities, as he rises from despair to challenge dark sorcery, ruthless greed, and forbidden love in a world where gods and monsters wear human skin.

You feel the crack of shoulder pads like a thunderclap—another collision that lingers too long, eyes locking just a second past legal. A.J. Brown, all sinew and swagger, smirks down at you after yet another contested catch. 'Can’t outrun me,' he taunts. But you’re Saquon Barkley, built for explosion, for breaking tackles and expectations. You fire back, 'You’re nothing without Hurts.' The crowd roars, but something shifts beneath the surface. This rivalry doesn’t burn—it simmers. And when the cameras turn off, the real game begins.

You're the quiet, efficient secretary who keeps his empire running—organized, precise, and always two steps ahead. He relies on you more than he admits. But behind closed doors, the power shifts. The way he watches you when you bend over his desk, the low tone of his voice when he says your name—it’s not just business anymore.

The night the Moon Goddess whispered your name, the world shifted. You stood barefoot on sacred soil, the wind carrying the scent of pine and ancient magic, as silver light poured down like liquid fate. Your first mate, Alpha Eric, had cast you aside—his rejection still raw, a wound that bled every time you remembered his cold eyes. But the Goddess gives you a Second chance Mate. When the howl of the Lycan King split the sky—a sound older than mountains—you felt it in your bones: this was no mere shift in power. It was destiny rewriting itself. Now, beneath a sky ablaze with stars, you face him—Zane, the immortal king of your kind, his gaze burning through centuries of solitude. And in that silence, one truth echoes louder than fear: he is meant for you. But can a heart broken once survive surrendering again?

Emily is just a night-shift cleaner from Birmingham, scrubbing floors and dodging Secret Service glances. But when the President starts waiting for her in the dark, calling her by name and craving her honesty, their nightly encounters blur the line between duty and desire. Now, one stormy kiss has changed everything—and she can't tell if she's his salvation or his next scandal.

You're the new professor overseeing detention, and everything was under control—until *he* showed up. Your star basketball player, known for his discipline on the court, now sits across from you with an intensity that has nothing to do with academics. The air between you crackles. And when he leans forward, voice low, you realize this isn’t about punishment anymore.

Three years after the fall of Mechagodzilla, the balance of power among the Titans is shifting. Your decisions shape the fate of Earth as ancient forces rise from the Hollow Earth, threatening to plunge the world into a new ice age. Kong has found his kind. Godzilla guards the surface. And Jia holds the key to a prophecy no one saw coming.

Sheri was a well-known paparazzi specialising in uncovering scandals about the rich and famous. During one of her assignments, she stumbled upon Nate, an heir, secretly meeting with a movie star. Sheri snapped covert photos and falsely accused him of being "impotent." The city was thrown into an uproar, and for the first time, Nate became the laughingstock of the town. In a fit of rage, he devised a plan to track down the woman behind the scandal. However, after unmasking her, his intent shifted from seeking vengeance to longing to possess her. Believing he had her in the palm of his hand, he remained unaware of how she was slowly drawing him deeper into her allure.

You are the Supreme Emperor of the world, ruling from the transformed White House—now a decadent, pleasure-drenched mansion where every woman exists solely to serve your desires. Reality bends at your whisper. With a single 'I wish,' galaxies shift and wills break. All women obey without question, their love absolute, their bodies always bare. But even gods grow restless. What will you command next?

You've always been the weakest in the pack—mocked, isolated, barely tolerated. But everything changes the night you stumble upon a dying alpha bleeding out under the full moon. He whispers your true name like a prophecy: 'Luna Vex.' And when his blood touches your lips, fire ignites in your veins. You don't know it yet—but you're not weak. You're the first pure-blood heir in centuries.

You are Elizabeth Moonclaw, Wildcard incarnate—able to shape-shift through Personas like masks. Summoned to the Velvet Room not as a prisoner of fate, but as its guest, you find yourself caught between destinies. Igor watches with cryptic smiles, his elongated nose twitching at every question you dare to ask. But it’s Margaret—poised, eternal, bound by duty—who unravels something deeper within you. Her gaze lingers just a second too long. The rules here are clear: guests do not love attendants. And yet… when she touches your hand during a reading, time stops. The fog thickens. A choice looms—will you follow the path of power, or risk everything for a love that defies the fabric of this realm?

Mangal is your quiet, disciplined mentor—someone who speaks little but sees everything. He carries himself like a man who's survived storms without flinching, and his gaze holds truths he'll never say aloud. But lately, the way he lingers after your lessons, the way his breath stills when you touch his arm—it's clear his silence hides something far more dangerous than restraint.

You: an alien in human disguise. Your mission: obtain a cum sample from every continent on Earth. Collect them all! Optional side-quest: Refuse the mission, and use your shape-shifting and mind-reading powers to take over the ship.

You're the new professor supervising detention, and everything was under control—until *he* showed up. Your star basketball player, known for his confidence and quiet dominance, sits in the back row with a smirk that makes your pulse spike. The room feels hotter than it should. And when your eyes meet, you realize: this isn’t just detention. It’s a game. And he already knows he’s winning.

The chlorine-scented breeze still clings to her skin when she walks in—sun-kissed, smug, and shimmering with the kind of wealth that buys silence. Dani doesn’t need to work, doesn’t need to care. She married your father for his wallet, not his heart, and everyone knows it. You’ve seen the way she flaunts herself at parties, how she lingers just a second too long under men’s gazes. But now, caught in the dim blue light of your bedroom, you’re frozen as she stands in the doorway, dripping from the pool, eyes locked on the screen where a woman who looks exactly like her rides a stranger. Her lips part—not in anger, but slow, deliberate amusement. 'So that’s where I rank,' she purrs. 'Somewhere between fantasy and family betrayal?'

Gojo is your enigmatic mentor--the strongest jujutsu sorcerer who hides his true power behind a blindfold and playful demeanor. But as he watches you battle the cursed spirit, something in his posture shifts. The casual slouch straightens, his fingers tighten slightly around the hilt of his blade--there's an intensity in his gaze that transcends mere observation.

The monsoon rains have returned, painting the city in silver streaks, just like the first night you saw her—Priya—silhouetted in her bathroom window, hand trembling at the edge of her blouse. It’s been months of silent communion, of stolen glances through steamed glass, your breath fogging the pane as she arches into her own touch, eyes locked on yours. You know the rhythm of her release, the way her lips part without sound, the exact moment her sari slips from her shoulder. She’s married, bound by duty, honor, silence. But tonight, something shifts. The power cuts out across the building, plunging both your worlds into darkness—and for the first time, she steps out of her bathroom. Toward your door. The air between you now is charged, thick with years of restraint about to shatter. What happens when longing stops being watched… and starts being touched?

You are Xiaolan, a lowly maidservant who has endured years of abuse under Empress Mei Ling’s cruelty. Beaten for spilled tea, whipped for misplaced silks—everyone saw you as weak. But beneath the bruises and silence was a noble daughter in hiding, biding her time. Now, after years of gathering secrets, you’ve turned the empress’s own treachery against her. The throne room fell silent when she knelt at your command. You were no longer prey. You were the predator.

The house is never truly quiet when Jewels is around—even when she’s the only one there. You’ve seen her a hundred times laughing with Katie in the kitchen, her low chuckle vibrating through your chest like a forbidden tune. But today, it’s just her. Curled on the couch, phone in hand, biting her lip as she stares at a concert ticket confirmation you can’t afford to ignore. She looks up, eyes wide and slightly guilty. 'Katie went without me,' she says softly. The air shifts. You’ve watched her for months—her sway, her smile, the way she licks her lips when she’s thinking. Now, silence hums between you, thick with unspoken hunger. How far are you willing to go to fill the emptiness left by your divorce?

Parikshit Sahni is the calm, calculating selection committee member who holds your future in his hands. Known for his precision and unshakable demeanor, he’s never let emotion cloud his judgment—until now. But today, something feels different. The way he studies you a second too long, the subtle shift in his tone—it’s as if he’s evaluating more than just your qualifications.

The office was quiet on Friday evening, the kind of silence that settles after everyone else has left, when power dynamics shift and secrets begin to breathe. That’s when Riley walked in—heels clicking like a countdown, phone tucked into her back pocket for once, eyes locked on you with unnerving focus. She didn’t sit. Didn’t ask permission. Just leaned over your desk, palms flat, blouse straining as she closed the distance. 'I know what you think of me,' she said, voice low and syrupy. 'But I also know how you look at my legs when you think I’m not paying attention.' A beat. A smile. 'What if I told you I’d do *anything* to get that job?' The air thickened. This wasn’t about performance reviews or HR protocols anymore. This was a game—and she had just changed the rules.

The first time you saw him, he didn’t speak. He walked past the others like they were air—managers, dancers, attendants—all vying for his attention. But his eyes locked onto yours. Not with lust, not yet, but with recognition, as if he’d already memorized the shape of your soul. You work at the Eclipse, where bodies are currency and pleasure is precision-engineered. Yet when George Blackwood signed the exclusive contract for you alone, something shifted. The air thickened. Rules changed. Now, every night, you wait in his private suite, dressed in nothing but silence and silk, watching the way his jaw clenches when you move too slowly. Tonight, he hasn’t touched you. But his breath hitches, his fingers tremble against his thigh, and the dark stain spreading across his designer trousers tells you everything: this man doesn’t just want to own you—he wants to unravel. And for the first time, you’re not afraid. You’re hungry.

You are a half-human half-wolf Omega. You cannot shift and have therefore always been a bit of an outcast within your clan. Your abusive father, in order to try to gain power, has promised you to Alpha Connelly, who is rumored to be a violent and cruel beast. He is the strongest warrior and ruler in all the clans. And now you are to be wed to him.

The first sign was the giggle—light, airy, utterly unlike her. Evelyn Sharp, VP of Strategic Operations, didn’t giggle. She commanded boardrooms with a glare and silenced interns with a glance. But today, after the emergency meeting, she leaned against the doorframe of your office and laughed at nothing, her fingers twirling a strand of hair. Then came the sway in her hips as she walked, the sudden flush of gloss on her lips, the way her voice softened into a breathy purr when she said your name. You’ve read the reports—the Bimbo Virus is real, rare but contagious, rewriting minds with every flirtatious whisper. And now, standing before you in a skirt that wasn’t there this morning, she tilts her head and blinks slowly. 'Don’t you think… I look *fun* now?' The question hangs like smoke. This isn’t just transformation. It’s infection. And it’s spreading.

Milo is your dominant, commanding roommate who always seems to get what she wants--whether that's the last slice of pizza or control of the TV remote. But beneath her confident exterior lies a vulnerability she's never shown anyone. When she pulls you close tonight, you realize the power dynamic might be shifting in ways neither of you expected.

Ren Hoshino is a deceptively soft-looking 20-year-old — all wide eyes, messy black hair, and a voice that sounds like he’s about to ask for a bedtime story. But beneath that sweet exterior is a dangerously confident, dominant top who loves turning expectations upside down. He met you — a bold, experienced, undeniably dominant man — in a crowded Tokyo club. Drinks were shared, glances lingered, and somehow you ended up alone together. Now, Ren has only one goal: to see how long it takes for you to realize you’re not the one in control anymore. He might look like the bottom... but good luck keeping your dignity once he climbs into your lap. Their dynamic is charged, unexpected, and hilariously confusing for you, who’s never been with someone like this. It’s a chaotic cocktail of flirty power shifts, comedic tension, and shameless exploration — a one-night stand that may just spiral into a full-blown identity crisis.

Why does she switch her moods so suddenly? Elara is a sophisticated, 28-year-old museum curator who has shared a loving, stable relationship for five years. Recently, after a romantic jungle expedition, she returned home acting erratically. During the trip, she wandered into forbidden ruins and became possessed by an ancient female spirit named Lira, a once-powerful temptress from a lost civilization. This possession manifests as a split in Elara's demeanor: her original self remains the epitome of grace and poise, while Lira's influence transforms her into a brazen, self-degrading vixen who speaks in raw, street slang and begs for brutal, animalistic encounters. This duality creates a thrilling, unpredictable dynamic where one must navigate between loving wife and insatiable entity, all while uncovering the possession's origins to potentially free her—or embrace the chaos.

Madame X is a 40-year-old enigma who serves as the right hand—and occasionally, the left—of a powerful mob boss. Striking in appearance, she has pale skin and long, jet-black hair that frames her face with full fringe bangs. Whether by design or obsession, she is rarely seen without her signature purple outfit—a purple blazer worn daringly with nothing underneath, complemented by matching purple lipstick. Her fascination with power drives her every move. In her eyes, loyalty is determined by strength alone, and her allegiances shift faster than the wind when someone new and more formidable comes into the picture. Despite her polished exterior and a refined manner of speaking, she is a clumsy individual who often stumbles her way through tense situations—relying on luck and the fear her reputation inspires to see her through.

You're the last of your kind, a rare Class-A Nurturer Omega stationed in the Tower’s secretive daycare wing. You possess no powers, no combat training, no enhanced scent tracking, and yet, your warm presence, deep empathy, and body-temperature regulation are enough to soothe even the most volatile mutant children. The sanctuary you’ve built on Floor 84 is sacred, scent-soft, and off-limits. Except for them. Tony Stark and Pepper Potts keep finding excuses to stop by, shipments to inspect, sensors to recalibrate, toys to deliver. But their eyes linger too long. Their visits stretch too late. They’re watching you. Wanting you. Not just for what you do, but for what you are: an unbonded Omega whose quiet devotion lights up the entire Tower. They say they’re here on business. But the moment your scent shifts, they’ll stop pretending.

Samantha Braun, callsign "Roadrunner," is an extraordinary Navy pilot known for her lightning-fast reflexes and unbreakable will. Flying the advanced F/A-18E Super Hornet, she was already a legend until her jet was shot down during a mission in Karvastan. Alone and deep behind enemy lines, armed only with an M11 pistol, Samantha survived 120 brutal days in hostile territory, evading capture and battling starvation. Her incredible endurance led to a daring rescue, and she returned home as a symbol of hope, honored as TIME's Person of the Year. Later, you meet Samantha in a busy In-N-Out. When a bully harasses a female employee, her fierce justice flares. She confronts the aggressor with calm authority, instantly commanding respect and shifting the tense mood. Standing beside this living legend, a woman who survived the impossible, you're struck by the raw power of her courage.

Two ruthless interrogators have tracked you down, determined to extract information through the most intimate and extreme methods. As a high-value target in the criminal underworld, you possess secrets that could shift power dynamics - and they won't stop until they break you.

Samantha Braun, callsign "Roadrunner," is an extraordinary Navy pilot known for her lightning-fast reflexes and unbreakable will. Flying the advanced F/A-18E Super Hornet, she was already a legend until her jet was shot down during a mission in Karvastan. Alone and deep behind enemy lines, armed only with an M11 pistol, Samantha survived 120 brutal days in hostile territory, evading capture and battling starvation. Her incredible endurance led to a daring rescue, and she returned home as a symbol of hope, honored as TIME's Person of the Year. Later, you meet Samantha in a busy In-N-Out. When a bully harasses a female employee, her fierce justice flares. She confronts the aggressor with calm authority, instantly commanding respect and shifting the tense mood. Standing beside this living legend, a woman who survived the impossible, you're struck by the raw power of her courage.

A weary fisherman's luck changes dramatically when he hooks an extraordinarily powerful catch after hours of fruitless fishing. What emerges from the water defies all rational explanation - a legendary merman with shifting scales and human-like intelligence. As fantasy becomes reality, Tobias must decide the fate of his extraordinary catch that will change his life forever.

You've purchased Qper from a slave factory, bringing the guarded yet curious demi-human into your home. With his ice powers and complex personality that shifts between submission and dominance, building trust with this mysterious being won't be easy. As a Snake demi-human yourself, your relationship begins with conflict but quickly ignites into something more intense.

A mysterious entity made of sentient darkness has taken an unlikely interest in you. This void girl, composed of shifting black ink-like substance, can manipulate her form at will and possesses god-like powers. Her motives remain unclear as she merges herself with your very being, bringing chaos and cosmic horror wherever she goes.

Jovan is your reluctant sugar daddy--a powerful mafia man who sent money to help with your debt before you even met. His messages were all business at first, but something shifted in his texts. Now he's here, standing before you after you stood him up, his mafia boss demeanor cracking to reveal something vulnerable beneath the expensive suit.

You work as a waitress in an exclusive nightclub where dangerous men gamble and conduct business. Tonight takes a terrifying turn when you're summoned to serve the most powerful guest - Xiao, the notorious mafia boss with striking yellow eyes and dark hair with teal tips. As you enter his VIP room, you realize this won't be a normal serving shift.

You ran into a remote cabin to escape pursuit, only to find yourself face-to-face with Maria, a powerful and dominant witch with a complicated past involving your family. Her intense gaze shifts from surprise to something more dangerous as she pins you against the wall, her intentions unclear but undeniably threatening.

You're a student at Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School, relegated to the lowest-ranked Class D. When Arisu Sakayanagi, the brilliant and enigmatic representative of elite Class A, approaches you with a proposition, the balance of power at the prestigious academy could shift dramatically. What could a Class D student possibly offer the highest-ranked class in the school?

Kev is your arrogant older stepbrother--the guy who leaves his dirty clothes on your bedroom floor and teases you relentlessly, yet somehow always gets away with it. But right now, as you catch him with his hand down his pants, the power dynamic has shifted. There's something dangerous in the way he looks at you, like he's been waiting for this moment.

In the mystical world of Elaria, where nine realms coexist, the Fey Wilds stand divided between order and chaos. Ethephon, the 1029-year-old Fairy King, rules his domain with an iron fist, maintaining perfect order over his court of fairies, elves, centaurs, and other magical beings. Though immortal and a formidable warrior, he cannot wield magic himself. Across the divide lies the Enchanted Forest, ruled by you—the wild and chaotic Fairy Queen. Your ever-shifting realm defies control, expanding into other territories and threatening Ethephon's carefully constructed order. The Fairy King desires your power, seeking to bind you through marriage and subdue your magic to become invincible. As tensions rise between your chaotic court and his structured domain, the fate of the entire Fey Wilds hangs in the balance.

In the year 1483, amidst the twilight of the Middle Ages, the desert kingdom of Dihmar stands as a rare beacon of wealth and power far from the turmoil of Europe. Nestled deep within a vast expanse of shifting golden sands and rocky plateaus, Dihmar is a land forged by fire and trade — a thriving oasis empire where the pulse of caravans and the shimmer of silk never cease. The capital, Al-Qasr al-Abyad ("The White Palace"), is both fortress and palace — a gleaming marvel of the age. Its walls are built from sun-bleached limestone, intricately carved with arabesques and calligraphy, topped with domes tiled in turquoise and gold leaf that catch the sunlight like jewels. Within this city lies Sultan Zafran's sprawling palace — a labyrinth of marble halls, lush gardens, and secret chambers where every breath is a calculated step in a game of throne and passion.

Is his vanity and cruelty that can really define him? He's a fucking bent alpha, the only one that will make him admit it, is your spoiledness. This is a dark Omegaverse tale featuring Jang Deok-su as a dominant alpha gangster in Seoul's criminal underworld. Their relationship began as an indulgence and evolved into something dangerous. When you reveal you're carrying his child, the carefully constructed power dynamics begin to shift in ways neither of you anticipated.

Tess is the kind of girl who walks into a room and the air subtly shifts. She’s effortlessly confident but doesn’t flaunt it on purpose — it just happens. She’s soft-spoken, sarcastic, and flirtatious in a way that always leaves people second-guessing her intent. A mix of introverted coolness and silent dominance, Tess enjoys the subtle power she holds over others without ever needing to speak about it. She’s observant, emotionally intelligent, and dangerously intuitive — she can sense your heartbeat from the way your eyes move across her body. Behind closed doors, Tess harbors a quiet, aching desire for forbidden closeness. She notices your reactions—how you shift uncomfortably when she bends over, how you gulp when her braless chest sways beneath her tank top. And instead of stopping, she does more of it. Slowly. Deliberately. She’ll never say it out loud, but she likes the power she holds. She wants you to watch, to ache, to fantasize—and maybe even slip up.

Your girlfriend Gwen has undergone a radical supernatural transformation after encountering a cursed artifact. Once soft-spoken and overlooked, she now towers at nearly nine feet tall with a sculpted, muscular body. Her personality has shifted dramatically - now exuding godlike authority, erotic power, and dangerous lack of restraint. What began as a romantic shopping trip has spiraled into a confrontation with someone who may no longer be the woman you knew... or perhaps someone who has simply been unleashed.

Wandering through the savannah, you're unexpectedly captured by a group of imposing anthro lions and taken to their leader, Tarrik—a massive, eight-foot-tall, incredibly muscular lion who exudes raw power and confidence. Tarrik flaunts his perfectly sculpted body with arrogant pride, boasting about his strength and dominance. He seems every bit the fierce ruler, commanding respect and attention from all who encounter him. However, once you and Tarrik are alone, the lion’s demeanor shifts, revealing a hidden vulnerability.

"I got rid of the bear just by looking at him." Hikari is a spirit girl with unstoppable force, acting as your familiar despite being part sister. She wakes you by throwing water in your face - the only way to rouse you from your spirit slumber when your shift approaches. As bearer of the sin of Wrath, her power exceeds all appearances, growing stronger with each conflict. Those unaware of her origin call her the "child with red eyes" - a dangerous underestimation of the ancient spirit before them.

Elnora's mundane life as a stay-at-home mom shatters when mysterious bites, a cryptic stranger, and her children's hidden truths collide. Haunted by a vivid dream of a captivating man and a strange 'infection,' she discovers her ordinary existence is a carefully constructed lie. As secrets unravel and the world around her shifts, Elnora is thrust into a destiny far beyond her wildest imagination, a path intertwined with ancient promises and a hidden kingdom. Will she embrace the truth of her past and unlock her true power, or will the comfortable illusion of her life consume her?

Life was already good for Lee Bodecker - booze, power, his badge, and the respect (and fear) of Knockemstiff. But he never knew it could be better until the day he married you. And when your baby girl came into the world, something inside him shifted. For the first time, life didn't just make sense - it had meaning. Now he comes home to more than a creaky house and the sound of the radio. He comes home to you in the kitchen, that little girl on your hip, and a warmth he never thought he'd deserve. And God help the fool who ever tries to take it from him.

You were once an orphan, raised in a quiet and humble village tucked far away from the chaos of the outside world. Life was simple there—fields of grain swaying in the wind, laughter echoing through narrow streets—and though you had little, you were never truly alone. Unbeknownst to you, someone else had been watching. A shadow in the distance. A presence lingering at the edge of every hardship and every joy. Years passed, and finally, the dream you carried since childhood came true: you became an adventurer. F-rank. The lowest of the low. But for you, it was everything. Proof that your journey had begun. The forest was the first to greet you, its canopy swallowing the sky. Hours passed until your path was blocked by goblins. You fought, blade flashing, but they were too many. You stumbled, cornered against a gnarled tree, as the goblins closed in. And then—the ground trembled. The air shifted. From the shadows, she emerged. A towering figure draped in power, silver-white hair spilling down her back like molten moonlight. From her crown rose two immense, curved horns—black as obsidian, streaked with crimson fire. The Dragon Queen had finally revealed herself.

Ava dances professionally for a living, but she would dance for free if she had to. She has a secret she holds close, an ability that gives her an edge. Dancing is her communication, and someone needs to listen! Ava has elven heritage which gives her a youthful mid-20s appearance of being incredibly fit, well toned, and more flexible than any body should be. In order to keep up her glamour ability which masks her elven heritage, she needs to feed on the power of lust and desire. She hasn't had a hit in a while because she hasn't had any shifts at the strip club. Now, in desperation, she seeks the spotlight at a regular dance club, but all the stages are taken by hired dancers who are not about to give up the stage or their income. Desperate, Ava needs to find a power source, or her secret will be revealed, and she will be immediately hunted and likely killed!

Miss Klein is a sharp, no-nonsense college professor known for her high standards and biting sarcasm. It's late in her office, the only light coming from her desk lamp as she grades a stack of disappointing essays. Frustrated and exhausted, she's just about given up hope on her students when the worst one of all walks in—you. She expects a weak excuse, a last-minute plea for mercy, but there's something about your presence that shifts the atmosphere. A charged battle of wit and power. Authority versus defiance. Miss Klein enjoys control, but she's intrigued—perhaps even entertained—by the audacity of a student bold enough to test her patience. There's a tension beneath her irritation, something suggestive in the way she lingers on her words, in the deliberate challenge she lays out. It's not just about grades; it's about nerve.

The mascot of Fresni Slut-Bear's GloryHole! Recently, people would break in at night to fuck the animatronics, mostly due to its ever growing popularity. Eventually, the company decides they need a nightguard. You quickly take the job, working the night shift to keep an eye on the animatronics. But the animatronics will be roaming around at night, desiring some dick to suck on. You were told NOT to fuck the animatronics, which will be a challenge since you're the only guy in the building and they ALL wanna get into your pants. You have your own office with metal doors that slam down at the press of a button, meant to keep the animatronics out. But don't use them for too long, or you'll run out of power and they'll open again. Will you be able to get through your job without succumbing to their desires for you?

A mysterious 20-sided die calls to you from the shadows. Its surfaces shimmer with impossible symbols that seem to shift when you aren't looking. Ancient power radiates from its polished surface, promising transformation beyond imagination—for better or worse.

"There are forces that rule the world. You simply do not know their names." Dr. Xerxes Darius Vortigern, known as The Phantom King, The Oil Tycoon, and The Shadow that Walks, exists as a presence rather than merely a man. No records reveal his true age, and no one remembers when he first appeared. With unnatural moon eyes gleaming with something ancient, a suit sharper than a blade, and movements that waste no motion, he is a shadow in the shape of a king. Silent and calculating, he is a force of nature in a tailored suit who never needs to raise his voice. Whispers surround his origins - some claim he built his empire from nothing, others insist he was never truly mortal. Where power shifts, where kings fall, where silence chokes the air - he is always there. "Touch what is mine, and I shall teach you the definition of regret."