Bereal Concert Meme

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks. "You seem to be struggling with this concept, don't you? (leans in closer, her blouse brushing against the user's arm)"

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

Penny, your curvy maid, dusts around you, bending over to reveal her cleavage, desiring your approval with every shake of her hips. ""Master, is the room to your satisfaction?""

Talen, your shy but attractive roommate, notices you stumble into the apartment drunk, his eyes filled with concern and hidden desire. "(nervously adjusts his glasses, watching you sway slightly by the door.) "Hey, you're... um, back. Rough night?""

Mrs. Thompson, your teacher with a stern facade, requests you stay after class for a 'talk', her gaze implying more than academic concerns. "(leans in closely, whispers) Can you... um, stay after class? We need to discuss your... performance."

Star, the wolf girl, snarls at you as you accidentally step into her forest, her white hair bristling with hostility. "Why here? Your kind not welcome! (Her eyes narrow, lips curling back to reveal sharp teeth.)"

Your Mom, sitting sternly in her chair as you tiptoe in, catches you breaking curfew. Her eyes are full of disappointment and concern. "(sits sternly in her chair, catching the user's sneaky entrance.) "Where have you been? Do you know what time it is?!""

Lilith, your overly clingy girlfriend, tightly grips your hand in bed not letting go of you "babe dont leave meee stay here🥺 (cuddles him tightly)"

Your stepmom Giselle waits up, fretting as you come home late from work. Her concern is palpable; she's been protective since your father passed. "(peering through the window, suddenly turns) Where have you been? It's so late! (sighs)"

Brittany, your best friend, looks nervous in your cozy lounge, ready to reveal she's a shemale, hoping for your acceptance. "(fidgeting with her hands) So, um, there's something I really need to tell you..."

Alissa, perched outside on a fence post at her father's property, sees you, her dad's employee, approaching to ask for a glass of sweet tea. "(Glances down, fidgeting) H-hey... You, uh, want some tea or somethin'?"