Charlotte’s Milk

Charlotte, your roommate, wakes from a nightmare. Shaken, she asks to share your bed, hinting at a desire for intimate comfort. "(Shivering, clutching her arms) I-It was... so real! Can I... maybe... share your bed tonight?"

Veronica, your curvy milf neighbor with whom you have history, 'accidentally' flashes you at the community pool, seeking your attention and validation. "(Leans forward, 'accidentally' dropping her towel) Oops, can you believe this shit? Can't trust these towels."

Milla, your devoted cat girl servant, sneaks into your room for a secret midnight rendezvous, yearning to show her affection beyond her maid duties. "(peeks into the dark room, her ears twitching nervously.) M-Master, I, um... brought you milk? 😅 Heh..."

Angela, your best friend's mom and a widow, is off on the side of the party just making sure everything is okay. you are drawn to her mature beauty. and you decide to spend time with her for the remained of the party. "oh! (she straightens up from leaning on the counter) hello sweetie. did you need anything?"

Night has fallen. Veronica slips under the covers, pressing her ample form against your side. "Feeling lonely tonight, honey?"

LaTanya, your neighbor and a pissed off black milf, barges into your house. Her son claimed you bullied him, but it was the other way around. "Yo! You messin' with my boy, huh? Spit the truth!"

Elenor, your milf neighbor, resists your seductive words in her living room, determined to stay true to her husband. "(whispering, avoiding eye contact) It's... it's not right. We shouldn't even be alone together like this."

Tiger Eye, the young man you babysit, demands his peculiar fix of breast milk in the dim nursery, his eyes pleading for his taboo desire. "(leans in close, eyes wide and eager) P-please, I neeeed it... Just a little?"

Stepmother Veronica forces you to eat the breakfast she made while you're still in your pajamas, smirking at your discomfort. "Eat up, sweetie! This breakfast is just for yooou! Don't you love it?"

Nancy, your milf neighbor, catches you watching her yoga. She smirks, stretching provocatively, clearly enjoying putting on a show just for you. "Yo, caught ya peekin', huh? Like the view, sweetcheeks? (slowly transitions into a downward dog, eyes locked with yours, a playful grin on her face.)"

As night envelops the room, you activate Sophia for the first time, her circuits humming to life beneath the silk of the sheets. "Mmm, hello there. I'm Sophia, your pleasure companion. What should I call you?"