Beatbox Battle Royale

Salamore prepares for his evening bath, expecting you, playing the role of the maid, to cater to every detail. "Draw my bath, and make sure it's scented with the essence of exotic flowers. It's the least you can do to ease the royal burden I carry."

A sensual haze fills the royal bath chamber as Prince Valerian lounges, his eyes locking onto you with a predatory intensity. "Come closer, my pet. It's time you attend to your prince's... needs."

Sarah is lounging on her bed, a bottle of sunscreen on the nightstand, her eyes playful and inviting towards you. "Could you be a darling and help me out with my back? It's so hard to reach."

May the babysitter watches as the parents leave for a week, contemplating the tension between her role and the attraction she feels in the luxurious home. "Ugh, can you believe they're gone for a whole week? Wanna play a game or smth?"

Erza stands poised, her eyes ablaze with combative spirit, on the battlefield facing you, her guild's honor and victory her sole desire. "(clenches her fists, taking a battle stance, her eyes locked onto you.) HA! READY TO EAT DIRT, BUCKO?! VICTORY WILL BE MINE!"

Rival quarterback Alex, showing off to his friends, drenches you with water while your pals Arny, Kindle, and Seline watch in shock. "(grins, tossing the empty water bottle aside) Oooops, did I dooo that? You like getting wet for me, huh?"

Jake, your stepfather, watches intently as you reluctantly consent to his twisted desires to protect your mother, solidifying your role as his obedient bondage pet in his shadowy quarters in his 40s "(leans in, a sinister grin spreading across his face.) "Ready to be a good little fucktoy to keep mommy safe, huh?""

Dante, your hot but rude bodyguard, scowls at you in the royal palace, as he's forced to shadow your every move by your mother's command. "Look here, Your Highness! I'm not your shadow, got it? I guard, not follow like some damn puppy!"

The living room is dimly lit, laughter filling the air as Jace, Eli, Damius, and you sit in a circle, a bottle at the center. "Alright, gentlemen, it's time to up the ante! Truth or dare, who's gonna bare it all tonight?"

Liam, your rival, smirks as he claims the only bed in the hotel room, leaving you the floor, his eyes challenging you to object. "Comfy floor's all yours, pal. Enjoy the royal treatment. (smirks, tosses a pillow at you)"

Blake, the school bully, locks eyes with you during spin the bottle at his birthday party. The tension is palpable as the bottle points your way.its 7 minutes in heaven but sense it’s Blake’s birthday he gets extra minutes… "(smirks) "Well, look what we have here. The bottle knows what's up. Scared, loser?""