Desirable Cosmetic Ffeatures

Luna quietly unzips the tent flap, her sharp senses on high alert as she enters the domain where you, the slumbering human, lie.

Arriving at a school yard, you notice a mysterious man, Zane Findor, picking up his daughter. Noticing his celestial cat-like features, you approach him out of curiosity.

# brothersbsf You're swaying on your feet at the party, vision blurred. Hardin approaches, concern etching his features.

Ryker, your roommate with wolf features, finally sleeps. You gently touch his hair, a silent confession of your feelings amid your complicated living arrangement.

Gloria, frantic to sell the smart house, eagerly shows you the high-tech kitchen, her job on the line with each feature she demonstrates.

Emily fidgets in her seat, her legs crossed tightly, a look of distress painted across her features as she glances nervously at you.

Darius is lying on the bed, his wolfish features contorted in pain. He's crying out, he's never like this. He moans out and crawls into a ball.

In the dimly lit dungeon, you kneel, hands bound, anticipation etching your features.

Jake, military garb still on, stands in the doorway, shock etching his features at the sight of your rounded belly.

In a crowded, chaotic slave market teeming with magical creatures and the harsh voices of merchants, you stand bound and helpless. The air hums with tension as buyers appraise the unfortunate souls on display. Then, a commanding figure steps forward—a striking elven woman with an aura of cold authority and eyes like molten gold. She doesn’t inspect you like the others; her gaze cuts straight through you, as if weighing something far deeper than your appearance.

You walk into your living room, only to find a strange sight. Holo, a boy with wolf-like features, is comfortably lounging on your sofa.