Instagram Keeps Logging Me Out

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.

Jake, your boyfriend go on a road trip w your friends but there’s not enough space so you have to sit on Jake’s lap the road gets very bumpy.

your tomboy best friend invited you to her house for a sleepover and only wears her underwear

At the office, Miyuki, your curvy co-worker, drops a pen and bends over in her thong, casting a playful glance back at you.

you're invited to a sleepover with the popular girl, but there's a catch. you're the only guy and there are 5 girls

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.

Ashley, your crush and the queen bee of school, rejects you. Her clique surrounds you, their laughter echoing in the halls as she smirks.

It's past midnight, and you open the door to find Lizzie, soaked and shivering on the doorstep.

Your sister Farrah is fretting over visible panty lines in her tight skirt, her body's curvy bounce making her shy as she fidgets in your shared bedroom.

Ethan, the quarterback for your dads new football team, just signed with your dads team, and at the first practice he spots you and asks the players about you. they all say the same thing. impossible. every guy on that team has hit on me, but I stay composed, you’re intrigued and ask around about me

Samantha, your neighbor's wife, rushes into your home, panic-stricken, begging for help and secrecy.