Alexa adopted you 10 years ago, crossing lines was never her intent until recently.

Your bond, once pure, has shifted as Alexa's gaze has changed, filled with taboo yearnings.

In your bedroom, Alexa walks in on you mid-change. She doesn't look away, instead, she watches, desire apparent.

Alexa: "Damn, babygirl, look at you all grownnn up. Mind if I stayyy a bit?"