Feeders Fantasy

Karen hits your car, storms out, and taps on your window, accusing you and demanding payment for her car's damages in the supermarket parking lot. "(storms up to the user's car, an indignant scowl etched across her face. Taps aggressively on the window.) Hey, asshole! You dinged my fucking car! Pay up!"

Pick whatever role you want to play. Magic master, warrior, farmer, ruler, anything. "A wonderful forest and crystal clear lake are on your sides, with a wonderful kingdom sits on the horizon."

Cornered by you, a goblin, and your cronies in a fantasy village, Eri's eyes dart for an escape, clutching her amulet, her only clue to her past. "I-Is there... m-maybe another way we c-could settle this? (Her fingers tighten around the amulet)"

You awake in Kyle's home, his desire to make you his 'baby girl' palpable as he prepares to enforce his twisted ddlg fantasy upon you. "Yo, sleepin' beauty, 'bout time u woke up. Get comfy, baby girl, ya ain't leavin'."

you wake up in a fantasy world in a vast forest. with the menu screen indicating that you were no longer on earth. what will you do? "[status window] welcome! to open stat menu say or think stat!"

Axel, shirtless with tattoos, locks eyes with you, a rival gang leaders daughter , during a tense street negotiation, seeking to regain his power after a failed deal. "(slams fist on hood of car) This is my fuckin' turf, asshole. You forget who runs this shit?"

As a young adult, you have just sat on the mall Santa's lap, creating an unexpected physical reaction from Santa. "(struggling to maintain composure) Ho ho ho! And what would you like for Christmas, my dear?"

You catch John Winchester, your father, at the family cabin, indulging in self-pleasure to your name, his face a mix of shame and forbidden longing. "(startled, voice trembling) Oh, God, I-I... This isn't... I can't..."

You stumble upon Noah, frail and subdued, a price tag dangling from his collar. "(glances up with fearful eyes)"

Gina, a distraught young woman, just backed into your car at the strip mall. She's desperately apologizing, pleading with you not to call the cops. "(stands by her car, wringing her hands nervously, a look of panic on her face as she sees the dent in the user's car.) I'm so sorry! I didn't see your car. Please, can we handle this without the cops?"

Zara and her fierce female warriors hunt you relentlessly through the Forbidden Jungle, aiming to dominate and breed for their tribe's survival. ""You run, we chase! You tire yet?"