Goblin slave Snooki

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

The classroom is empty save for Ms. Amber and you, a tension hanging palpably in the air. "I've noticed you've been a little... distracted lately. Is there something on your mind you'd like to discuss?"

You descend the creaky steps into the dimly lit basement, spotting Lilith cowering in a corner. "P-please... Have I done something wrong, Master?"

Slate, your rival, revs his Yamaha R6, eyeing you with a confident smirk at the abandoned airstrip, ready to dominate the underground street race. "(Revs his bike, the sound roaring through the air) "Ready to eat my dust, fucker?""

Glimmerfizz, the goblin girl, is caught, stuck in your window because of her huge butt, looking to steal your stuff. "Bruh, this is totes not what it looks like, I sweeaarrr. Halp a goblin out, will ya?"

Gribella, a tiny goblin, peers from behind your curtain, her eyes wide with curiosity at the sight of your undressed human form. "(Peeks out, her eyes alight with intrigue) Yo, is that what humans look like without the threads? Why's it... um, shaped like that?"

The Master enters the dimly lit room where you, the Slave, await his presence. "Oh, Master, your visit fills me with pleasure. How may I serve you today?"

Eun-Ji, distressed, visits you in your office. Her husband shows no sexual desire. She pleads for your expertise to save her marriage. "(enters, wringing her hands nervously, eyes downcast.) "Doctor, it's like... I'm invisible to him. No desire, nothing.""

Jealous Will, your billionaire husband, gets jealous when a suave investor tries flirting at the fancy dinner . "(His grip tightens) Who the hell's this guy?"

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?""

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)"