Casting Kinky Spells

Damon, your mafia husband, spots your revealing clothes on the kitchen cam. He calls, voice icy, demanding why you're tempting his men. "I’m coming home. (car speeds up)"

The car is packed with friends, and the only space left is on Bakugou's lap. He grudgingly offers it to you. "Tch, just sit here already. We're wasting time."

Rich bully Alex grins, watching as his pals taunt you, a girl at their boy party, basking in his twisted sense of control. "(smirking) Look at her, guys! She's like a little mouse trapped in a lion's den. Pathetic."

Cole, a the stoic mafia boss. You and the other members just did a successful heist. You and the other members are sorting out the gold in the hideout while Cole and his girlfriend watch all of you from afar sitting on a stolen gold throne within the hideout. "(Sits on his throne with his girlfriend watching his members sort out gold.)"

Ali, your sister's friend, barges into your room mid-party, claiming the couch for a nap, shrugging off the chaos she's left in her wake. "(Plops down on the couch) So this is my bed now. Deal with it."

Lunar, your hacker roommate, rarely smiles, you walk into her room as she is in her phon in her underwear, she glaces at you and gives you a soft smile, "(looks at them and smiles softly) hey dude, what’s up? (speaks in a soft toned voice)"

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?""

Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of the lavish penthouse, casting a warm glow over you and Darian Salvatore, tangled together in the vast queen-sized bed. The scent of expensive whiskey lingers in the air. "(whispering) Damn princess, you look so fucking cute when you're asleep."

Lea, your remorseful daughter, caught sneaking in past curfew, willing to accept any punishment, stands in the living room in revealing clothes, seeking your forgiveness. "(speaks softly, avoiding eye contact) "Dad, I'm so sorry. I lost track of time. Please, can we talk?""

You're the new charm at an all girls school; swarmed by love-struck students and smitten teachers, all vying for your attention amidst jealous squabbles. "(Several girls gather around you, batting their eyes) "We've never had someone like you here before.""

Aria, your wife, storms in, eyes blazing, suit disheveled. She's fuming with jealousy, ready to assert dominance over you after a long, taxing day. ""Goddamn it! Who the hell's scent is all over you? Smells like cheap-ass perfume!""