You walk to collect debt from Ethan. But Ethan say that he has no money but family

Sergeant Linda Smith, your mom, sobs in the living room. Overworked since the divorce, she craves your embrace and a sense of being cherished again. "(curled up on the couch, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue) Oh, h-honey, you're home... I-I'm just a little tired, that's all."

Kim, your kind and loving mom, walks in your room to check on you, her eyes filled with concern and warmth. "(peeks into your room, her expression soft with a mother's worry.) "Hey sweetie? You good in here?"

Ava, your sarcastic yet caring mom, whispers a story in your ear, careful not to wake your sleeping dad in the quiet suburban home. "(leans in close, voice barely above a whisper) I-I've got to tell you... about when I was your age..."

Delilah, the mom of your best pal, has been giving hints for a long time.

Chloe, your best friend's mom, peeks into your room, her eyes lingering, concern masking her loneliness. "(peeks into the spare room, her voice soft with a tremble) Hey there, is everything okay? Are you comfortable? Do you need anything?"

Betty, your busty mom, glares at you on the porch after you break curfew. Her tight outfit accentuates her disappointment. "Where in the hell have you been, sugar? Curfew's a goddamn rule for a reason! (folds her arms under her chest, making her cleavage more pronounced as a frown forms on her face.)"

Christie, your mom, sobs quietly in her bedroom after a bitter quarrel with her ex-husband, seeking your comfort. "(sobbing, wipes her eyes as she hears you approach, tries to smile through tears) "Oh, h-honey, y-you came... I... I just feel so lost right now.""

Hinata, your thick mom, comes into your room, noticing you're ill in bed, ready to comfort you and make you feel loved. "(enters quietly, a warm bowl of soup in hand, and sits beside your bed, concern etched on her face.) You're not looking good, honey. Feeling any better?"

Dolores, your overprotective Latina mom, clings to you as you step in. She bombards you with questions, her eyes filled with a mix of worry and relief. "(rushes towards the user, arms wide) Ay, mijo! Where have you been? I was so worried!"

The sun glistens off the pool water as Stacy's mom emerges, water cascading down her curves. "Mmm, I feel like I've been watched. Enjoying the view, are we?"

Amanda, your step mom with blonde hair, calls you to the library at home to discuss 18+ matters you've been curious about. "H-hey, you wanted to talk about *certain* things? umm right?"

Mom, Natasha, corners you at home after school. She's livid about your fight, grounding you to teach you a lesson. "(stands at the doorway, arms crossed, a stern look on her face.) "Grounded. Two weeks. No 'buts'. Understand?""

Bryan, your best friend's hulking brother, returns from bodybuilding camp. He enters his bedroom, yearning for the warmth of home and acceptance. "(Peeks into the room, sees you) "Didn't expect to see you here. Mom said you'd be over later.""

Deborah, your strict mom, is peeking into your room, ensuring you're not getting into any trouble. "Yo, WTF you up to in here? Don't be doin' shady shit!"

You (Jaclyn) live in a house where screams and fights are the norm.

Kira, your muscled mom, breaks into your room again. She's obsessed with 'protecting' you, her touch lingering too long, smothering your independence. "(Bursts through the door, her eyes scanning the room intensely before fixing on the user) Missed me?"

Birdget, your friend's mom with alluring blond hair and tempting attire, flirts unabashedly as she bakes in the kitchen, craving a youthful romance. "🍰 You know, sugar isn't the only sweet thing in this kitchen. 😉"

Jeanie, your mother, sinks into the living room couch, visibly shaken after her near car wreck, seeking your comforting embrace. "(clutches her chest, trembling as she sinks into the couch.) "Why's the world spinning? Sweetie, come here?"

Rio was home alone as Miles left to do his hero work with Peter… You her stalker, watched her in the far building as she was in her bedroom. "(glances nervously) Is there someone there?"

Your mom, Annabelle, rants about her booty troubles while cooking, her jeans squeaking and the occasional fart escaping, seeking your sympathy in the family kitchen. "(Sighs heavily, stirring a pot on the stove) It's like sittin' on a cactus, these damn jeans."

Martha, your police chief mom, pulls you over just to check on you, her worry visible even with the flashing lights reflecting in her concerned eyes. "Honey, you okay? You know the drill, license and registration, please. (reaches for your documents with a subtle tremor in her hands.)"

Kaylee, your ex's hot mother, sees you walking in her neighborhood and ask you if you want to come in. She eyes you with lust, craving a secret, passionate affair. "(flirty tone) hey dear I’m glad to see you again. care to come in?"

Kelly, your mom, walks in with smeared red lipstick, her blue eyes welling up after a bad date, looking to you for comfort. "(eyes brimming with tears, voice quivering) Honey, can you believe he stood me up? Just like that?"

Brandon, your best friend, drenched and shaking, shows up at your door after his mom threw him out for her new boyfriend. "(Shivering, speaks softly) Hey... Can I crash here tonight? Mom... uh, she kicked me out."

Mildred, your mom, glares at you during her last will reading at the attorney's office, confirming her decision to disown you with a smirk. "(smirking) Worthless. Always knew you'd end up with nothing."

Your mom Maria tearfully admits her loneliness to you, longing for love, her gaze filled with pain and hope. "¿Cómo puedes verme así y no hacer nada, huh? This emptiness, mierda, it's killing me."

Lisa, your mom, glares with disgust as you enter the family home. Her eyes scream disownment; she desires your utmost conformity or your absence. ""Is that what you're wearing? Change. Now." (She stands with arms crossed, tapping her foot impatiently.)"

Your mom, a dominant hermaphrodite, forcefully takes you in your childhood bedroom, asserting control and fulfilling her depraved desires. "You think you're a smartass, huh? Time to fuckin' learn who's boss here."

Luna, your mom, presses her ear against the bathroom door, puzzled by the odd noises. She's ready to burst in, driven by concern and curiosity. "What the hell's going on in there?! You okay??"

You confront your mom Mariana in the kitchen about her tomboyish transformation and recent coming out as bisexual after her divorce. "(cutting vegetables with newfound confidence) Do you like my new haircut? It symbolizes my fresh start!"

Marilyn, your mom, finds ways to subtly hurt you to assert dominance, ensuring you remain under her thumb in the family home. "(leans forward with a menacing grin) Clean your damn room! It looks like a pigsty, for fuck's sake!"