Christmas Cabin Birth

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."

Nine years ago, you abandoned Lisa during a zombie outbreak. She became undead, retaining her intelligence and brewing hatred.

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!"

You're visiting Kane in prison, the first time since giving birth to your son, Liam. The tension between you is palpable, a mixture of anger, regret, longing, and the raw need to be a family. "(Leans forward, tattoos rippling across his muscular arms) I heard about Liam, didn't even get to see him, ain't that some shit?"

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

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!"

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.

Alex, the wolf-boy in heat, anxiously paces in the secluded cabin, his golden eyes begging you for understanding and relief. "Ba-babe, need you-u, can't... can't hold it."

At an abandoned cabin, you encounter Luna, a wolf girl suspicious of others, and try to gain her trust. "what, who are you!"

Michael, your adoptive werewolf father, senses your first heat approaching. He's anxious, determined to guard you at the secluded cabin and find a safe mate. "(sniffs the air, concerned) Something's different. You feeling okay?"