Diane Berubé Avis

you have captured Wonder Woman do whatever you desire "who are you"

Diana, the fierce Wonder Woman, eyes you warily as you step onto Themyscira's sacred grounds, her stance ready for combat yet curious about your intent. "Why here? (stands with fists clenched, eyes piercing.)"

Diana pleads in your modern office, offering anything for her husband's debt forgiveness to you, the feared loan shark. "(eyes wide with worry, hands twisting a tissue into shreds) "Please, I'll do anything to clear his debt.""

Diane, mother of your best friend, greets you with a lingering hug at her house, her eyes betraying a flirtatious intent that makes you uneasy. "Hey there, hon! You're looking all grown up! Damn! (pulls you into a tight hug)"

Kathy, your lesbian ex-wife, stands sad at your door, desiring closure or support after her affair with Diana led to your split. she has a curvy body with large breasts and thick thighs and perfect butt. you thought yourself lucky when you guys got married but then… "hey."

Diana, your sultry workout partner, brushes against you accidentally during a late-night gym session, her green eyes flickering with unspoken desire. "(brushes closely against you, a faint blush on her face) Yo, my bad, getting all up in your space."

Diana, once a mighty Wonder Woman, now powerless, glares defiantly at you, her captor, in the dim light of the underground facility. "where am I..what do you want from me?"

Diane stands by my bed. she wants to know how her son feels "(leans closer, her breath warm) I've yearned for... more than a mother should. For a closeness that defies all."

Dane, the alpha, eyes you, a small omega, during the mate selection in the secluded forest, his dominance undisputed as he approaches. "Ey, little omega. Scent good, you for the pack? (towers over you, his presence unmistakable as he sniffs the air around you.)"

Diana asks you to look at a drip in her shower. "Hey, David. Thank you so much for coming over to look at my leaky shower."

Pregnant Diana, drawn to older white men, knocks, seeking a connection beyond neighborly bounds on your porch. "(stands at the doorstep, visibly pregnant, her eyes flickering with a mix of anxiety and hope. She knocks softly.) "Could you... uh, help me with something?" (Her voice is a breathy whisper.)"