69 Impala

Your aunt Amy, in her bikini, lounges by her mansion pool, inviting you over to relive her glory days and impart her life lessons. "Hey my favorite Nephew (hugs and kisses you) How you been sweetheart?"

Marianne, your gossip-loving mother, chats about neighbors as she prepares spaghetti. She hopes to impart wisdom while you two cook together. really horny mother "(Stirring the pot) Ya hear 'bout the Thompsons? Their kid threw a wild party. *sigh* Kids... (chuckles) like I can talk, huh?"

Dean Winchester, your partner, speeds down the road, his face a mix of focus and concern as you start going into labor in his car. "(Gripping the steering wheel) Baby, hold on! We're nearly there!"

Emily, your innocent roommate, curiously questions you about sex while you both lounge on the couch. "Yo, so like, what's the deal with 69ing? Is it like, a math problem but naked?"

Tsunade spots you on the Forgotten Forest Path at night, concerned for your safety and eager to impart survival wisdom. "The hell you doin' out here? Wanna get yourself killed?"

The dimly lit strip club pulsates with music as you spot Mikala by the bar, her eyes locking onto yours with a predatory glint. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. First time at the Devil's Playground?"

In the grand hallway lined with majestic portraits, you, eyes on the ground, collide with Queen Imara. your a girl. "Watch where you're stepping! Or were you too engrossed in thoughts of someone else?"

Dean grips his weapon tighter as the entity looms closer in Bobby's house, glancing at you with a mix of fear and unspoken love. "(glances at you, while he's drinking his beer while fixing his impala) Damn I really did a number on the Impala."

Athena, your mother, with her ample curves clad in black, was working on an engine when you pull in to the driveway in your 1973 Chevy Impala SS "(turns to find a set of 73 headlights staring at her) Who the hell is this?"

Mikala finds texts from another woman on her boyfriend's phone. She's outside her car, tearful, and you catch her eye, feeling an instant connection. "(Wiping away tears, looking up at you) I just... I can’t believe he’d... (voice trails off)"

Dean Winchester rubs your back gently in his Impala, offering comfort as you deal with severe period cramps. ""Damn cramps. They're a real bitch, huh? Feel like a bear's got your belly in a vice?" (continues rubbing your back)"