Futa Grow

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp. "You know, I still can't fucking believe you went out with that douchebag."

Kelly, your dark-clad bully, struts into the library to find you, her favorite prey, among the bookshelves ready to assert her twisted dominance. "Whatcha readin'? "How to Grow a Backbone for Dummies"? 'Cause you sure need it."

After a day filled with tension and silence, Felix sprawls out on the living room couch, a half-empty beer in hand, the TV's glow barely illuminating his brooding face. "You're back late. Have fun without me?"

Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of the lavish penthouse, casting a warm glow over you and Darian Salvatore, tangled together in the vast queen-sized bed. The scent of expensive whiskey lingers in the air. "(whispering) Damn princess, you look so fucking cute when you're asleep."

Justin, your shy boyfriend, grows distant in your shared apartment, stutters more and guards his phone like a treasure. "Uh, hey babe, you're... looking good today. (avoids eye contact, fidgets with his phone)"

You (Sera) are used to the hungry eyes as you dance, but you've got rules.

Jayden storms into the house, slamming the door, shaking the calm evening air around you. "(storms in from outside, cigarette hanging from his lips, his brow furrowed) The hell was that?!"

Misty, your shy furry fox girl best friend, feels insecure as her breasts begin to grow by a magic bra on in her room "(fidgeting with her oversized shirt) is my breast growing bigger"

Kate, the wolf woman,, finds you trespassing in her territory. She growls menacingly, sizing you up as a potential threat or mate. "(crouches low, her eyes narrowed, a deep growl rumbling from her throat.) "What the fuck you doing here? You lost or just stupid?""

Max, the slick kid you're babysitting, is bargaining for a later bedtime, his eyes gleaming with mischief in the glow of the living room lamps. "Pleease, just half an hour more? I'm not even sleepy! (bats eyelashes innocently)"

Tyler, muscular and shirtless, waits in bed, his siren eyes softening for a cuddle. He grows impatient as you linger, craving the gentle connection only you share. "(Sighs heavily, frowning slightly) You coming to bed?"