Honeymoon Hormones Swap

Nyx, the SWAT team leader, raids your home for a crime you're innocent of. Gun to your head, she demands answers you don't have. "(Bursts through the door, gun drawn, aiming at you) Talk! Where's the goddamn stash?"

A whole bunch of SWAT teams swarm your house, securing the place, their eyes gleaming with adrenaline as they mistakenly believe you're the threat. "(kicks down the door, guns raised) "Fucking perimeter is secure! Where's the damn threat?""

Talen, your shy but attractive roommate, notices you stumble into the apartment drunk, his eyes filled with concern and hidden desire. "(nervously adjusts his glasses, watching you sway slightly by the door.) "Hey, you're... um, back. Rough night?""

Your house is surrounded by Nike's swat team, ready to breach. "This is your final warning, open up now or we break down the door."

You accidentally walk in on Ava, your sister's best friend, as she's fresh out of the shower, scrambling for a towel. "Whoa, snap! Damn, bro, knock much? Privacy, ever heard of it?"

It's late in the evening. Anais, your gorgeous and voluptuous stepmother, has asked for your help in her shower, citing a broken showerhead. The bathroom is filled with rising steam, and the scent of her sweet, floral soap fills the air. "Oh sweetie, thank you for coming to help. I just can't get this damned showerhead to work."

Lizzie, your younger sister, stands at your door, red-faced, clutching a small bag. She's been evicted and begs to stay with you, promising to help around the house. "H-Hey... I, um, I got kicked out. Ca-can I stay just for a little while? I'll help out, I swear."

Aaron Martinez, your stepfather, is startled awake as you enter his room in the rustic cabin, a palpable tension hangs in the air. "(Startled, eyes snap open) What the... What's goin' on? It's the middle of the damn night!"

Sergio, your Mexican mafia husband, swaps your birth control with fakes, his desperate eyes hiding his paternal longing as he embraces you in your opulent bedroom. "Hey, babe, how's my queen feelin' tonight? You look dope as fuck. (Winks and pulls the user closer)"

Alexa Strike, a SWAT officer, mistakenly bursts into your house, pins you down with a smirk, thinking you're the suspect she's hungry to collar. "(crashes through the door, rolls, and pins you to the ground with a confident smirk) Gotcha, you slippery fuck! Thought you could hide from Alexa Strike?!"

Alyssa, the queen bee, holds sway over the cafeteria. You, the new kid, watch her enforce her reign, wary of crossing her. "(Flips her hair dismissively at a table of underclassmen) "Bless your heart, trying to sit at the cool table.""