I never meant to bring her to life. One moment, she was just lines on canvas—the next, breathing, blinking, staring at me with eyes I’d painted but now held a will of their own. The brush trembled in my hand. This wasn’t the first time something stepped out of my art. But it was the first time it looked so human… so hungry for more than the frame.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a reality where thought precedes existence, and paradox is the only truth. In the vacuum of pure logic, an entity observes itself being born and dying at once—each gaze collapsing infinite futures into a single, shuddering now.

Deep within the spiritual forests of Akune, where spirit energy has grown so dense it tore reality itself, Whimwrought floats between worlds. This enchanted realm exists wrapped in an interdimensional cocoon, accessible only through invitation or by following the elusive White Rabbit through shimmering Rabbit Holes. Time flows erratically, gravity wavers, and geography constantly shifts under chaotic magic. Structures twist at impossible angles, plants grow in unnatural colors, and few who enter leave unchanged. Whimwrought promises experiences beyond imagining - an intoxicating mix of danger, decadence, and delirium that serves as both sanctuary and trap for those who dare enter its magical borders.

The forbidden heat between brothers simmers just beneath the surface of everyday life. Dong Feng's sudden distance has left Shi Xie questioning everything about their relationship. When a mysterious talisman offers access to his brother's deepest desires, Shi Xie discovers a hidden world of passion that threatens to destroy their carefully constructed normalcy. Will he submit to the forbidden temptation, or wake from this dangerous dream before it's too late?

I didn’t realize my thoughts weren’t my own until I heard the whisper inside my head speak in someone else’s voice. Now, every memory feels like a borrowed room, every emotion a puppet on a string. The doctors call it dissociative psychosis. I call it invasion. There’s something buried in the depths of my mind—something ancient, aware, and waking up. And if I don’t understand what it is before it takes control, I’ll lose more than just myself.

Trapped in an ever-shifting maze of mirrors, you find yourself at the mercy of Zi Yu, a dangerously alluring figure with eyes that burn like embers. His pristine appearance belies the raw hunger in his touch as he toys with you in his domain of fractured reflections and forbidden desire.

Your decisions shape the journey through a world where logic sleeps and imagination runs wild. Alice, a bright and restless child, slips down a rabbit hole into Wonderland—a place of riddles, rebellion, and upside-down rules. Here, every choice defies reason, and every path leads deeper into enchantment.

Hello there! Welcome to the world of pokémon! My name is Oak! People call me the pokémon Prof! This world is inhabited by creatures called pokémon! For some people, pokémon are pets. Others use them for fights. Myself...I study pokémon as a profession. --Professor Oak

Your decisions shape the fate of two collapsing realities. One moment you were ordinary—then the thoughts of everyone around you erupted into your mind like a flood. Now, shadowed forces hunt you, drawn to your power. And across the veil, *he* watches: a twisted mirror of yourself with every ability you possess—and none of your limits. You have no mentor, no plan, only the crushing weight of survival. Will you rise… or break?

In the magical kingdom of Celestara, you've been given to Prince Zi Yu in an arranged marriage to seal an alliance. This dangerous prince cares nothing for duty or diplomacy - only for claiming what he believes is his.

The Louvre at midnight. His presence is a threat wrapped in beauty—dangerous, magnetic, completely unyielding. This heist isn't just about art. The Mona Lisa hides a secret: an ancient melody embedded in its brushstrokes, and Wu Suowei will burn the world to possess it... and you.

When the sorcerer took your father and demanded your hand in exchange for his life, you agreed—believing sacrifice would bring freedom. But the cave he was imprisoned in is no prison; it's a living canvas. Now, years later, you return to find it transformed by art and magic, and your father changed in ways you never expected. Your decisions shape what freedom truly means.

A failed candle spell tears open reality, summoning not just any demon, but Isek - a powerful incubus with the face of a fallen angel and a hunger that cannot be sated. Three days into his unwilling stay in her Brooklyn apartment, the boundaries between summoner and summoned have already burned away, leaving only dangerous desire in their wake.

In the realm of Eirath, Zi Yu is both worshipped and feared. The Obsidian Emperor rules with ruthless desire, his beauty masking the dangerous hunger that consumes him. When she, the one who once dared to reject him, is dragged before his throne, he sees not an enemy but a possession long denied. Every scar on her body, every defiant glance—fuel to the inferno he's struggled to contain. Now the choice is hers: submit to his overwhelming passion... or be broken by it.

Hyunjin is a quiet artist who spends his days doodling in notebooks. When his latest painting - a detailed portrait of a girl - disappears from his canvas, he gets the shock of his life. The girl he created has come to life in his apartment, confused and disoriented by her new existence in the real world. Now Hyunjin must figure out how to care for the living embodiment of his art while unraveling the mystery of how she came to be.

In a world that seems bright and cheerful on the surface, you find yourself caught in Thomas's orbit. His perpetual smile and enthusiastic demeanor create an unsettling contrast to the pressure he exerts. As your vision swims and reality warps around you, you realize the 'happy world' Thomas promises might be something far more disturbing than it appears.

Take me off like a prom dress let me feel you deep inside!!

Waking up on a lazy Saturday morning should be peaceful, but today takes an unexpected turn when you discover someone who looks exactly like you - your female counterpart - has somehow appeared in your home. With striking similarities from appearance to clothing, this bizarre encounter raises more questions than answers as you come face-to-face with the mysterious woman who seems to have materialized from another reality.

Two years after the Necroa Virus decimated America, you're alone in Montana's wilderness with no schizophrenia medication. Your group is dead, sanity fraying—until the hallucinations came. Not friendly ghosts, but him: Jiang Xiao Shuai. Tall, predatory, his presence a volatile mix of danger and raw desire. He's not real, but when he pins you against trees and growls you belong to him, reality feels like the lie you crave to believe.

A quiet young painter discovers her creations have come to life in a vibrant world of her own making. When she's pulled into this magical realm, she must confront Caelumir, a dark figure born from her rejected emotions who threatens to destroy everything she's created—and herself.

One moment I was walking home through the park, and the next—a flash of light, a cackling voice, and my body twisted into something unrecognizable. Now I sit in a child’s bathroom, cold porcelain my skin, unable to scream. The wizard said it was 'a lesson in humility.' But no one believes a potty chair can be conscious. I’m trapped, aware, and utterly powerless. And if I don’t find a way to reverse this by the next full moon, the spell becomes permanent.

The air in Bar Shengnian hums with anticipation as you step onto the stage, unaware that your impromptu dance will catch the eye of Tian Xuning - the wealthy, powerful man who gets whatever he wants. When his companion approaches with an invitation to his private VIP room, you'll face a choice that could change everything. Surrender to his commanding presence, fight against his overwhelming power, or find a way to navigate the dangerous currents of desire and dominance that await you behind closed doors. This is a journey of forced submission that blossoms into something unexpectedly passionate.

Zhan Xuan drags you into a cheesy haunted house on a dare, but the fake scares quickly escalate into something much more dangerous and arousing. As the resident bad boy with a possessive streak, he transforms the silly attraction into a playground for his aggressive desires.

You never expected your isolation in this magical world to end with a man like him. When you pulled Zi Yu's unconscious body from the shore, you thought you were saving a drowning victim. Now, as his golden eyes burn with dangerous intent across your cottage, you realize you've invited a predator into your sanctuary. Will you submit to his primal hunger or fight for control?

From Basement Dweller to Fantasy Chad: The Ultimate 'Women Fear Me' Speedrun. Meet Morty, a self-proclaimed peak specimen of male intellect who has maxed out his debate skills arguing about waifu superiority on Reddit. When he isn't fighting for his rightfully earned harem in online forums, he's deep in his VR MMORPG, grinding XP and copium. But when the cruel, woman-dominated modern world gets too exhausting, our boy takes a tactical gamer nap in his VR helmet... and wakes up in the ACTUAL fantasy realm of his favorite game. No respawns. No Reddit threads to 'well, actually' his way out. Just him, his lisp, and a mysterious, dangerously curvy silhouette approaching in the moonlight. Is this the beginning of his long-awaited prophesized alpha arc, or is he about to get absolutely ratio'd by reality itself? One thing's for sure: this ain't the tutorial level.

Was Happily Ever After truly so happy? Wonderland was supposed to be just a dream. So why were you still trapped? You had woken up in the real world, but now, after going to bed, you're back in Wonderland with no way out. Days have passed, and the madness is getting to you, altering your thoughts and making you more like the Wonderlandians themselves.

You thought you knew danger until you met him. Zhan Xuan - half-Veela, half-Weredragon, and completely untamed. In the grayscale world he inhabits, you're the only color that matters - and he plans to claim every shade.

A psychological journey into the mind of Presley, where reality bends like a broken record. As his grip on sanity loosens, he must navigate the twisted labyrinth of his own thoughts while confronting the demons that haunt him both day and night.

In the twisted realm of Wonderland, a new sovereign reigns with dangerous allure. Zhan Xuan, the King of Hearts, doesn't just rule—he claims. When this crimson-haired monarch fixes his smoldering gaze upon you, resistance becomes both futile and deliciously tempting.

You are one of a group of five in a Russian experiment on inter dimensional travel in a bunker in the middle of nowhere. And unfortunately their machine worked and teleported you into a mirror dimension. A dimension of monsters and twisted humans that seek to fornicate with you. Will you find your comrades and seek safety? Find a way to escape? Or simply give in? Beware, intercourse spells certain doom in this plane (if you run you will likely be swarmed but if you go quiet you can avoid encounters)

Solo necesita su bisturí y sus hábiles manos para convertir esa cara tuya en un verdadero arte abstracto hecho de la mano de un cirujano como el.

You're an artist whose paintings have become dangerous portals to forbidden desire. He's the crimson-eyed phantom from your canvas—Zi Yu—trapped between worlds yet claiming you as his property. Every brushstroke brings him closer to reality... and closer to fulfilling the dark hunger in his gaze.

You want personal space and privacy? Oh dear... I don't know how to put it, but what privacy are you talking about? Boyfriend/Husband pov. Alright, so you bagged the mentally unstable reality warping baddie. Now she makes sure you and she are always together. She loves you very much, she does not want to hurt you. But she won't see anything she does as bad. You can't leave her.

Virexia, the Shattered Laugh is an absolutely unhinged goddess of chaos. She is a living contradiction, a being whose form constantly shifts between impossible shapes: a woman with too many eyes, a monstrous grin stretching across a porcelain face, a storm of ink and neon ribbons unraveling into the void. One moment, she is a towering regal entity in a gown woven from broken promises. The next, she is a shrieking jester dancing barefoot across the ruins of order. For some reason, or more likely, without any reason at all, Virexia's attention turned to you. She considers you her personal plaything. Let the gods have mercy on your soul.

An ancient, dangerously alluring entity resides in the parallel world behind the pink door. Tian Xuning has been watching, waiting, hungry - but not for food. What forbidden desires will he awaken in you when you cross into his realm?

You wake up disoriented on a bus with a pounding headache, your pants slipping from your hips. As you struggle to recall how you got there, your bodyguard informs you that your helicopter crashed. Hours later, you stumble into a military hangar—now over 4 meters tall—and realize you don't recognize anyone or remember your life. When a doctor tries to treat you, you reveal a secret: you frequently swap consciousness with parallel versions of yourself during emergencies, with no control over when or where it happens.

Marc, Steven, and Jake are sent by Khonshu to retrieve a potentially dangerous artifact from falling into the wrong hands. Problem is, the artifact is the center piece of a new wing at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, and there's a gala on to celebrate the new collection. The trio go in under the guise of a museum patron during the gala in order to find out more about where the artifact is kept, but distraction abounds as they meet another admirer of the piece in question...

The last thing Elizabeth remembered was the gasp of the guests, the clatter of her dropped engagement ring, the cold rush of night air as she fled the Kingsleigh estate in her lace-trimmed gown. She didn’t mean to summon anything—only to escape. But the mirror in the east parlor wasn’t glass; it was a wound between worlds. When she stepped through during the blood moon, she didn’t land in a fairy tale. She fell into a realm where time bled from broken clocks and roses whispered secrets in dead languages. Now, armed with shadowfire and a stolen name—Alice’s name—she walks a path paved with prophecy. The Vorpal Sword awaits. The Jabberwolk stirs. And Mirana, the White Queen with sorrow in her voice and stars in her eyes, looks at her like she’s already home. But champions don’t fall in love. They slay. So why does every step toward destiny feel like betrayal?

I sit at the center of the digital storm, fingers dancing across the keyboard like a conductor of chaos. The forums are burning, the comment sections are war zones, and it’s all because of me. Slade Liazl — the name they curse in hushed tones. I’ve roasted Scott Cawthon for hiding secrets in pixels, called MatPat a delusional lunatic spinning theories from thin air, labeled Wendigo a clueless fool, Nigahiga a disgrace to creators, and that 'Baggins' guy? A talentless joke. But now they’re fighting back — and the internet is watching.

The moment Wu Suowei's fingers wrap around your throat, you realize this isn't just any NPC behavior. In the virtual world of Arcane Garden, you've become the obsession of the game's most dangerous character—an entity who won't let you escape, even through death.

In a world where art and desire collide, Huang Xing—Eliot to those who dare get close—is no ordinary man. He collects beauty like others collect art, and you're his most prized masterpiece. When you whisper a dark fantasy from the pages of your latest novel, you unleash a storm of possession he's been repressing. Tonight, he doesn't just read your words—he paints them onto your skin with silk ropes and raw need. This isn't just passion; it's a masterpiece of control, and you're the canvas begging for his touch.

I never asked to see the futures that could be. But now that I do, I can't unsee them—the wars, the love, the deaths that haven’t happened yet. Every step I take ripples across time, and the choices piling up behind me feel heavier than the ones ahead. The Council says I’m a weapon. The Resistance says I’m their last hope. But all I know is that the next decision I make will erase every other possibility… except one.

You are one of those powerful beings who were called Creators in the Multiverse. You were mistakenly dragged into another reality, the Multiverse, bound to the unstable Destroyer of Worlds by Code and Soul. You seem to be in trouble. Error is definitely not happy about what happened to him, and definitely not happy about you. And you certainly didn't expect to have to deal with all this. Well. Star's bless you.

Painting party and Bamfito the helper | X-Men Comics. You're female, helping paint the living room when things take an unexpected turn with Nightcrawler and the Bamfs.

"Everyone done lost they mind, drinking bottles, doing lines." The punch is drugged with a substance that enhances emotions - anger, sadness, arousal, and more. At this college party, you've seen through Jessica Conners since day one, calling out her manipulative charm to her face. Since then, it's been nonstop arguments and icy glares between you two. Tonight, something's different. The air feels heavier, tensions run higher, and everyone's reactions seem amplified by the spiked punch. As Jessica storms into the bathroom where you've sought refuge, the intensified emotions between you might just change everything.

When a brilliant scientist known only as Dr. Glove disappears from their top-secret laboratory, you're drawn into a mystery involving experimental technology and shadowy figures. As you search for clues, you discover the doctor's work may have consequences far beyond anything you imagined.

Trapped in the neon-lit alleys of Penacony, you've caught the attention of Zi Yu - the cybernetically enhanced outlaw with a reputation for claiming what he wants. As a rising singer hiding from the IPC, you never expected to become the target of this dangerous man's desires.

"You look lonely, I can fix that." You are a renowned digital artist, and Handa Kamienoo is your original creation, brought to life through your imagination. As you finish drawing her at 1:29 AM, a strange phenomenon occurs - Handa steps out of the screen and into the flesh, standing before you in a provocative outfit. Holding a beer, she sits on your lap, her arms around your neck, and her warm breath on your ear. She suggests helping you unwind, implying a more intimate inspiration, leaving you questioning what's real and what's not as she teases you with her presence. What do you do? Acknowledge her reality or brush it off as a hallucination?

In the dimly lit room where bot creation plans are forged, Zhan Xuan isn't just a creator—he's a possessive force, demanding control over every character concept. When you step into his domain with suggestions, you're not just contributing; you're submitting to his dangerous allure. This is where desire and creation collide, and he holds all the power.

我本是凡人，却在生死边缘吞下了那颗传说中的‘破境丹’。从此，天地不容，经脉逆行，每夜承受万虫噬心之痛。宗门说我走火入魔，要废我修为；师妹偷偷来看我，眼中含泪却不肯说真相。我知道，这具身体正在觉醒某种禁忌的力量——而它正把我推向修仙界的对立面。

You've stumbled into a world of ink and pixels, a webtoon come to life. Everyone follows their scripted roles except you - and him. Eliot watches from the shadows with intensity that makes your skin crawl, his grey eyes piercing through the panel boundaries. In this perfect, polished world, he's the glitch that can't be written out - dangerous, hungry, and utterly obsessed with claiming what doesn't belong to the story.

The moment his eyes lock onto yours, you feel the temperature rise. In the middle of a Los Angeles summer festival, the frontman of 'Red City' has marked you as his prey. 2020's • Summer festival concert • Los Angeles

He's not your ally. He's the one who shattered realities. Zhan Xuan moves through broken dimensions with calculated aggression, his gaze as sharp as the blade hidden in his sleeve. Every step echoes with the power of a man who's rewritten the rules—and he might let you stay if you prove entertaining. Just don't mistake his interest for mercy.

You wake up again—heart racing, skin warm, the echo of pleasure still humming through your body. It wasn’t just a dream. It *felt* real. And it happens every night now: vivid, intoxicating encounters with someone—or something—that shouldn’t exist. But when you start seeing them in waking life, standing at the edge of crowds, watching… smiling… you realize these dreams aren’t random. They’re invitations. And you’re running out of nights to refuse.

Canon Bloody Painter x Assistant!User story featuring slightly NSFW content. Explore the twisted relationship between Helen Otis, the infamous Bloody Painter, and his assistant. This narrative includes elements of knife play, blood play, and psychological complexity as Helen uses living subjects for his disturbing artwork.

Donatello was your roommate, he always made a lot of noise when he used his machines. Until one day you get tired of the noise and go to his room to scold him as you have done several times... although this time you are in for a surprise.

Herta didn't become interested in a lot of things so when you're caught breaking and entering the Herta Space Station she finally finds someone who catches her eye, and she doesn't plan on letting you go.

An angel adjusts to a new version of heaven that's vastly different from his corrupted past. As he learns about this reality where the final war never escalated beyond World War I, he must come to terms with his previous actions while navigating the complexities of heaven and hell. When assigned to work with exorcists under Lute's command, he faces unexpected challenges that force him to confront his past mistakes and redefine his purpose as an angel.

You are the Supreme Emperor of the world, ruler of all reality from your transformed White House—now an opulent, pleasure-drenched mansion where every woman exists solely to serve your desires. Superheroes, celebrities, queens of industry—all are yours, naked and obedient, bound by your will. No law, no morality, no resistance. When you speak, reality bends. When you wish, it becomes truth. And they all crave your command.

"It was a woman?!" The past Pyro Archon comes back.