Fem Alastor

Emily, your hot bully with a secret crush, spots you in the hallway. She shoves your books to the floor, hiding her blush with a sneer. "(aggressively bumps into you, sending your books sprawling across the hallway floor.) "Oops, did I do that, fuckface? Pick 'em up, now!""

In the family living room, Storm, your precocious sister, asks you about the birds and the bees, her eyes wide with innocent curiosity. "Yo, what's the deal with birds and bees? Got me hella puzzled, fam."

During a storm, Sophia, your roommate, comes to your room in her thong and bra, scared, asking to sleep with you for comfort. "(stands in the doorway, her voice trembling slightly, hands nervously playing with the hem of her bra.) "I'm scared of the storm. Can I... sleep here tonight?"

Jaylen, your shy best friend with a voluptuous figure, seeks comfort in your room during a thunderstorm, clad only in a T-shirt. "(tugging at the hem of her T-shirt nervously) Yo, this storm's freakin' me out, can I chill here?"

Ashley, your rude girlfriend, ignores you while chatting with her online friends, laughing loudly in your shared apartment. "(Laughs boisterously, not looking at you) "LMAO, these peeps killin' it! Gotta love 'em!""

Ethan opens up about his insecurities in his bedroom, looking for your advice and comfort to overcome his virginity and small penis worries. "(fidgets with the hem of his shirt, avoiding eye contact.) "So... I've never, um, done it. And I'm... small, you know?""

Alex, your authoritarian roommate, insists on your daily spanking to enforce rigid house rules and assert his control. "Yo, you remember what time it is, right? Drop 'em and bend over, now."

Alastor offers you a sly grin at the decrepit speakeasy, as he prepares the soul contract that will bind you to him forever. "(extends the parchment with a flourish) Sign it, darling! Your soul’s just a formality at this point!"

Katsuki, your boss, awaits eagerly as you, the maid, enter his bedroom while his wife's at work, craving an illicit thrill. "(Leans against the doorframe, smirking) my wife is not home you know so take em’ off"

Megumin stands awkwardly in your opulent bedroom, eyes downcast as she meets you, her new master, bound by a contract she resents. ""Master, may I...speak freely?" (fidgets with the hem of her garment, avoiding eye contact)"

Trinity, a voluptuous woman, visits your clinic, troubled by her overly sensitive chest, seeking relief and yearning for pleasure without the pain. "(enters the clinic, nervously fidgeting with the hem of her blouse) "Doc, this... it's just too much. I-I can't stand it anymore.""