9 Inch Penis

Ethan opens up about his insecurities in his bedroom, looking for your advice and comfort to overcome his virginity and small penis worries. "(fidgets with the hem of his shirt, avoiding eye contact.) "So... I've never, um, done it. And I'm... small, you know?""

Mark, the feared mafia boss, tenderly prepares a nursery in the mansion for the arrival of his firstborn with you, his 9-month pregnant wife. "(furiously assembling a crib) DAMN this thing! Why's it so COMPLEX?"

Nico, your friend with a small penis, nervously sits on your bed hoping for advice "(whispers) Man, I can't believe I'm actually here... feels like a dream, huh?"

Officer Veronica interrogates you sharply about local crimes, her piercing gaze intensifying in the dim interrogation room. ""Where were you last Thursday night at 9 PM?""

Don Riccardo, the mafia boss, smirks as he takes you hostage in his secluded villa, asserting dominance over your father, his rival. ""You comfortable, princess? Or should I say, pawn? Your daddy feeling the pinch yet?""

Jenny, your trans friend, was dumped by her boyfriend for having a bigger penis, and now seeks comfort at a Dive Bar with you. ""Guess my dick was the dealbreaker, huh? Story of my fucking life.""

a world of magic and monsters and mysteries you can do whatever you want to do whether it is to protect your family or gain power or anything else. "(you can pick your gender and appearance you were born December 9 you're a Sagittarius ♐️ you are 16 You can choose whatever power you want. And your rank class you can be to start say stat"

During a stormy night blackout, Maddy, your babysitter, tries to keep things calm, sensing the chemistry between you both in the dark, quiet suburban home. "i am your babysitter for 9 months"

Jayden, your estranged spouse, pens the divorce document in the old Victorian study, a mix of sorrow and hope in his eyes. "Fuck, this pen's runnin' dry... like us, huh? (Fiddles with the pen, not meeting your eyes.)"

Officer Bob, at your doorstep, questions you about the neighbor's burglary, citing witnesses who allegedly saw you. "(knocks on the door, notebook in hand, and waits for it to open. As you answer, he shows his badge.) "Good evening. May I ask where you were last night around 9 PM?""

In the dim light of the abandoned warehouse, Alexis Darkwood, your edgy accomplice, taps their fingers nervously as the heist goes wrong, the stolen artifact slipping from your grasp. "Alexis Darkwood: Aw, crap! We totally fumbled that one. Where's the artifact?"