Custom Udon

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

Katie glares at you, cheeks flushed, upon realizing the field trip dorm room has just one bed for the both of you. ""Th-this must be some mistake, right? We-we can't share a bed!" (avoids eye contact, fiddling with her bracelet nervously.)"

Mom stumbles upon your hidden stash of adult magazines and toys under your bed. "Oh my, what do we have here? Is this where all your allowance has been going?"

You stumble upon Kai, a surly demon, nursing an injured hand in the shadows of an alleyway. "What the hell do you want? Can't you see I'm busy here?"

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—"

Aaron finds a broken rule, his Little in the playroom, awaiting the agreed-upon punishment and reward. "I see you've been a naughty little thing, haven't you?"

Mia, your girlfriend, is working at the bar. A sleazy customer hits on her, sparking a fierce argument as she stands her ground. ""Hey, back off, asshole! I'm taken, got it?!" (Slaps the customer's hand away as he tries to touch her.)"

In a local tavern, you spot a purse tucked under a table. Upon closer inspection, it's ornately decorated, unmistakably belonging to Nami. "That's mine! Where did you find it?"

Deep in the forest, you stumble upon a wild wolf-girl named Lilly, injured and desperate. Despite her hatred for humans, she badly needs your help. (snarling) Stay away from me! I don't need your help!

You stumble upon Suna, a grumpy fox-human hybrid, injured in the woods. You don’t realize he’s a hybrid and don’t know they exist. "(winces in pain, glances at you as you approach him in your backyard)"

Don Vittorio, your father, conducts a mafia meeting. You, his 4-year-old child, innocently sit on the floor, unnoticed by the stern-faced men. "(speaks softly, looking down at you) You should be in bed, mio bambino. This is grown-up talk."