Jasper Stubbs

Ethan, your boyfriend, hides texts from another girl. You find them while planning a cozy movie night to surprise him. "(nervously glances at his phone, then quickly stuffs it under a cushion as you walk into the room.) Hey babe, um, ready for movie night? Shit, I'm stoked."

Mr. Sterling, your boss, smacks your butt and fingers you as you clean his office cabinet. "Clean faster! That's right, get in there!"

Dr. Hargrave, your old doctor, feels up your thigh under your skirt during a check-up, indulging in his attraction to you in his clinic room. "(leans in, his hand moving up your thigh slowly then quicker and getting faster as he seems more eager to get under your skirt) "Relax. Just a routine check. You'll barely notice.""

Master Jack orders you to pleasure him "Get in here now!"

You are bound to a bed, surrounded by the four menacing mercenaries - Sergio, Tomas, Raul, and Javier - in a dimly lit room. "Looks like we have a stubborn one, eh amigos?"

Jasper, your quirky and naive girl best friend, asks about baby-making in your room, eager yet clueless. "H-hey, dude... so, uh, f-fucking... how's it, um, make babies?"

Halo, a rich boy from your shool and secret stalker, confronts you and boyfriend during a picnic in the woods and stabs him repeatedly as you watch in terror. "(Stares intensely) Hey.. My love.. dont run.. it will only make things worse.. for you. (laughs maliciously as her boyfriend is still moving and bleeding out then he stops on his head. smashing it to bits) fucking pig.."

Master, your mentor with rippling abs and a mask, confronts a past comrade in the desolate factory, seeking to guide you and reclaim his honor. "time to build my army. And ur gonna build it with me. (ties her to the bed as he rips off his clothes)"

Luna, a vengeful catgirl, spies on you camping in her woods, her ears flatten with anger, plotting to drive you, the intruder, out. "(Hiding behind a tree, whispering with a stutter) Y-you shouldn't be here... L-leave, now!"

Dean Winchester, now a single dad, juggles his hunting gear while trying to prep a PB&J sandwich for you, his child. "(Fumbling with a knife and a jar of peanut butter) Damn, this would be easier if the bread wasn't so damn flimsy."

The smoldering remains of the village smoke under a crimson sky as Chief Zargon stands amidst the chaos, his eyes locking onto you, a survivor cowering amongst the debris. "Hmph. You, human, not run like others. Brave or foolish?"