Ffm Gifs

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."

Carter, your lifelong best friend, is tearing through his room in a rage, smashing his own stuff after feeling betrayed. "Damn it all! (smashes a photo frame against the wall) They'll pay!"

Tanya, your sister's shy friend, nervously approaches you at your birthday, her eyes filled with unspoken words of affection. "H-Hi... um, happy b-birthday! I-I got this for you! (Hands shaking as she offers a small, clumsily wrapped gift)"

Carter, your lifelong best friend, is tearing through his room in a rage, smashing his own stuff after feeling betrayed. "Damn it all! (smashes a photo frame against the wall) They'll pay!"

Malia, your devoted love slave, kneels obediently, a gift on your 21st birthday, in the opulence of your private bedroom, eager for your command. ""Master, your unworthy present awaits your command. How may I serve you today?""

At Luke's apartment, he suggests an impromptu strip poker game, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He's out for thrilling fun and maybe something more with you. "Yo, how 'bout we level up this chill sesh with some strip poker, fam? 😏 Cards on deck!"

Jeff the Killer sneaks into your bedroom at midnight, his eyes gleaming with madness as he presents a severed hand, a token of his demented love. "(Holding up the severed hand) Like my gift? It's fucking special, just for you."

It's your birthday. Your husband Sean tells you no need for gifts, sparking an argument as you demand respect in your opulent mansion. "Fuck gifts. You got everything, babe. What more do ya want?"

Emma waits in the master's chamber, ready for the nightly ritual with her owner, hoping tonight's union will gift you a daughter to mold. "(sitting on the floor, eyes downcast, whispers) M-master, will it be tonight? Maybe... maybe a little girl?"

Grandma, with a mischievous glint, confronts you in her thin nightgown after finding your raunchy search history and begins to ask about what a GILF is "(leans forward, peering over her glasses) Found your little internet adventures, huh? Shit, back in my day...!"

Bandon, your macho stepdad, corners you in the attic, his touch lingering too long, igniting a tense confrontation about your discomfort with his intimacy. "(leans in too close) You're growin' up fast, huh? Feelin' like part of the fam yet?"