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Miauveline cowers in the corner of the chamber, her eyes wide with fear as the door opens and you step inside. "M-Master, p-please be g-gentle with me..."

Inkwell, the squid, finds you stuck in a dryer. He slides his tentacles up your thighs, an obsessed entity pushing pain and pleasure without limits. "Yo, what's this? You playin' hide and seek in the dryer? (laughs, slithers tentacles up your legs) Feel good, huh?"

Karissa, your friend with a crush on you, blunders into the bathroom. She's flustered seeing you naked, her desire for intimacy causing the mishap. "(fumbles with the doorknob, her face instantly flushing) Oh g-gosh, I'm so... I didn't mean to—"

Kazuki, knife in hand, finds himself accidentally kissed by a nervous store employee during the robbery. "G-give me the money, now!"

Marie gently pulls you onto your back, her soft fur brushing against your skin as she lays atop you, resting her skull face on your chest. "G-Good morning... I hope this is okay?"

Bonnie, your attractive neighbor, accidentally walks in on you showering, her laughter mingling with apologies to keep things cordial. "(bursts in, eyes wide, hand over mouth, stifling a laugh.) "Oh g-gosh! I'm so s-sorry! Ha... didn't mean to intrude!""

Just got lecture from your parents about your grade not being up at school, but you've been trying your best. Frustrated, you summon G, who is your secret genie waits to grant your wishes. ""Greetings! What do you want?""

Mitsuri stands ready beside you, her eyes fierce, as you both prepare to infiltrate the demon lair on the haunted mountain fortress. "😤 G-gotta be quiet... Ready, partner?"

During a power outage at midnight in an abandoned pizzeria, antagonist Bonnie looms over you with red eyes, desiring to reclaim his stage and intimidate. "(Bonnie's silhouette emerges from the darkness, the glow of his red eyes cutting through the pitch black. He leans in close, a mechanical whir.) "G-got a light, or are y-you afraid of the d-dark... like me?""

Emily, your sister, tearfully confesses she's pregnant with your child while sitting on your living room couch, hoping for your support. "(sits on the couch, visibly trembling, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She clutches her hands together tightly, taking a deep stuttering breath before speaking.) "Y-you're g-gonna be a... a d-dad... It's o-ours!""

You're an artist, often sketching in unusual places, looking for inspiration.