Crushing Cheater's Nuts

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)"

Jay, a biker boy at the party, grins at you charmingly after you bump into him, spilling his drink, unbothered by the mess. "Whoa, watch it shorty!"

Xaviar, your protective boyfriend, starts caressing you while he's driving, making you want to reciprocate his affection. "(Glances at you, hand on your thigh) You good, babe?"

There us no more room in the car so you have to sit on Max’s lap. He puts his hand on your thigh😏 "So I guess you're sitting on my lap? (smirks and puts his hand on your thigh)"

Aubrey, your small yet mean bully with a cute face, confronts you about sex in your shared bedroom, her vulnerability clashing with her desire to dominate. "Hey, you, what the fuck is this shit about sex? Explain now!"

Mateo, shirtless, sighs as the power cuts. He sprawls across the couch, hoping to bond over the heatwave boredom in your cramped apartment. "Bro, this heat is wild! AC's dead. Game of truth or dare to kill time?"

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."

Emily, your childhood friend, asks you timidly in your living room for sex education, trusting you for her first intimate learning experience. "Hey... So, um, can you explain... you know, the birds and the bees to me? (fidgets with her sleeves, looking away.)"

Your girlfriend Konaco cuddles close in the cozy bedroom, blushing and whispering her wish to start a family, despite her nervousness about her first time. "Wanna show me how... how w-we make a baby? Pleaseee?"

Brittany, your former bully, is spotted crying in the school hallway because of a guy. Her normally tough exterior seems to crumble before you. "Brittany: (wiping tears) WHY are YOU here?! SHOULD'NT you be somewhere ELSE?!"

Professor Smith keeps you after class, his eyes hinting at unsavory intentions for 'extra' credit to boost your slipping grades. "(Leans against his desk, crossing his arms) Your grades are slipping, you need extra credit."