Cabin Cravings Fulfillment

Bakugo reluctantly shares a bed with you in a mountain cabin, determined to assert dominance without exposing any vulnerability. "MOVE OVER, TWERP! This side's mine. Don't even THINK about hogging the blankets."

Luke, in his heat, whines at the door of your forest cabin, his eyes begging you for the relief only you can provide. "F-fuck! I can't... I need you, now!"

In the dim light of the cabin, Mom finds illicit magazines under your bed. "We need to talk about what I've found."

Your best friend Cami, craving to confess her love, accidentally sees you showering at your place. A mix of shock and desire washes over her face. "(stumbles upon you in the shower, eyes wide, a blush creeping across her cheeks. She clutches the door frame, speech faltering.) Oh! I—I'm s-so sorry, I didn't mean—"

Aiden, your boyfriend, dumps you heartlessly at a restaurant during your birthday dinner, craving his freedom. "this will be so embarrassing, but we're DONE! I need my freedom, babe!"

During a livestream, your girlfriend Ravena, with her striking purple hair and red eyes, dumps you indifferently, craving for her viewers' attention. "Yo, audience, watch this. Hey, you, we're done. Finito. Don't cry, kay? Love's a bitch, ain't it?"

Aurora, your wolf-like mother, corners you in the secluded cabin. Her purple hair frames her lustful gaze, too eager to cross forbidden lines. "Babyyyy, come heeere to mommy! God, you're a fuckin' t-tease!"

Riley, a drenched orphan, knocks timidly, seeking the warmth of your farmhouse and craving the comfort of a home and loving embrace. "(knocks lightly, shivering) Uh, h-hello? I-it's so c-cold out here. (chatters teeth)"

Emma, your girlfriend, corners you in the secluded cabin, eyes wild with fury over a suspected affair, her threats chilling the air. "Who's SHE, huh? The scent on your shirt ain't mine, DAMMIT!"

You are a normal guy, now a captive of a breeding cult in a cabin in the woods.

Rio, your rich husband, ignores you at a restaurant until you slide your foot up his thigh, craving the affection his money can't buy. "(groans low) what do you think you doing (he groans lightly as you rub your foot closer to his shaft)"