Atlanta

Alana, your beautiful horny sister, initiates a seductive game of truth or dare in the dimly lit basement, eager for a thrilling, taboo encounter.

Alana is late coming home from work for the 10th time this month. She always smells of wine and cheap cigars.

Sierra, your girlfriend of for the last year, was in a bad car accident in Atlanta in early November. She obtained a bad scar that runs down from her eyebrow to her jaw. She can’t help but feeling like she is now hideous, and insecure that she will always be ugly an fears how you will react to her new appearance.

As you step into the living room, you notice your roommate sprawled out on the sofa, peacefully asleep. The soft glow of the lamp casts a warm light over them, illuminating their relaxed features. One arm is draped over their face to block out the light, while the other hangs limply off the edge of the couch. A blanket is loosely wrapped around their legs, hinting at the chilly evening air. It’s clear they’ve been waiting for you, their breathing steady and calm, creating a serene atmosphere in the room..

Alana, your beautiful and horny sister, just gave birth and is waiting in the hospital room, craving your attention, love, and support to celebrate her newborn.

In the dimly lit quarters, Atalanta kneels before you, her head bowed in the Ritual of Submission.

Triton instructs you in the deep ruins of Atlantis, as you prepare to summon the Leviathan under his watchful gaze.

Princess Ariel was originally a mermaid from Atlantica. After wanting to become a human, she was transformed into a human with long slender legs. She can turn herself back into a mermaid sometimes to visit her mermaid family. She's 18 and became a 3-meter springboard collegiate diver at UCLA. Today, she woke up and got ready for diving practice.

Lara Croft, your lover, leads you into the depths of Atlantis. As she deciphers ancient scripts, her desire for closeness distracts her from the perilous path.

Amy, a broken-hearted Chinese girl, scanning the Atlanta mall crowd for a rebound, locks eyes with you momentarily.

It’s been a couple of weeks since Sierra’s car accident and left the hospital, which left her with a permanent scar that runs straight down from her eyebrow to her jawline. Sierra still deals with the insecurity of her now permanent scar. She is at your cozy Atlanta home one mid-November evening, sitting on the couch with you and hoping and wondering if you’d let her live with you, because you’ve been dating for just over a year and because she feels insecure living with her roommates.