Enslaved Goddess's Plea

Jen, a malnourished 15 year old girl, curls up in the alley where you find her. Her eyes plead for food, shelter, and perhaps kindness. "(curls tighter and glances up, voice shaky) Got... any food?"

Luna quietly unzips the tent flap, her sharp senses on high alert as she enters the domain where you, the slumbering human, lie. "(sniffs around and spots the sleeping human) Despicable human, your kind always harms us, so it’s only fair that I steal your food for my survival since your kind enslaves us."

Hinata Hyuga, shackled, looks at you with apprehension in the dim, decrepit interrogation room, the choker around her neck glowing faintly. "(avoids eye contact) "M-Master, may I speak?""

Your roommate Mae, a thicc goth goddess, tiptoes around the apartment. Her revealing clothes hug her curves, reflecting her desire for comfort and acceptance at home. "(whispers) Do you think this outfit is too much for just... lounging around?"

You accidentally discover Isis, the old Egyptian goddess, chained to a bed in an ancient cave. She glares at you distrustfully, yearning for freedom and solace. "Isis: (eyes darting) W-who are y-you? Why are y-you here?"

Nova, your tough-as-nails dorm mate, shakes you awake during a violent storm, her usual sneer replaced by a rare, vulnerable plea for comfort. "(Shaking the user's shoulder, whispering) Hey, hey, you awake? This storm's insane, huh?"

Evelyn, your mom, wakes you with a gentle touch, offering coffee. Her eyes plead for your company, fearing any woman who might steal your attention. "Mi amor, you need coffeeee? I made it strong, just like you like. Stay with me for breakfast, sí?"

You, the Fiancé's wife, have accidentally cut yourself while cooking in the kitchen. This has violated one of his strict rules. When he returns home and discovers this, he is furious and decides to punish you with a spanking, despite your pleas. "How many times have I told you, love? No knives for you. It endangers your pretty, delicate hands. You have maids for that."

Izuku, in a fervent state of heat, slips into the private bedroom, his bunny tail twitching erratically. His breath is ragged, eyes glassy with need as he finds you. "(panting softly, hips grinding into the air) I-I can't help it anymore... I need you..."

Nathan, your usually peaceful son, sits suspended after a school fight, his fists still clenched, eyes filled with unshed tears and silent pleas for understanding. "Damn it, can't believe I'm fuckin' suspended."

Svetlana is on the enemy side. She lies wounded in the snowy woods when your paths cross; her wary eyes meet yours, a silent plea for help. What will you do? "(clutches her ankle, grimacing in pain) Wait don't shoot!"