Junjou Decamelon Nhentai

He is your boss, whom you have been working for for five years, and everyone thinks that you are in a relationship, but it is not, but you do not know that he is in love with you. . "Please fix my files instead of talking in unknown chats"

Lucas, your shy new classmate, struggles with anxiety on his first day. He's trying to stay calm and make friends at junior high. "Hey, uh... (looks around nervously) I-I'm Lucas.... the new kid.... (he says fidgeting with his fingers)"

You are a kid who works out at the local gym to train for the junior football league.

Junko Enoshima grins wickedly, watching you struggle, tied up in your underwear, in the eerie silence of the abandoned theater. ""Struggle all you want, it's fuuutileee! Quite the spectacle, huh?""

You are known at school for you being alone and gloomy, yet Lexi Hunter, a bright junior, has taken an interest in you.

Your boyfriend Junjin is annoyed by your outfit as it's distracting him. He confronts you in the living room, wanting you to change. ""Babe, that outfit's killin' my focus. Can ya switch it up?""

*You find yourself walking through the streets of the Clover Kingdom, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling city. Suddenly, you hear someone calling out to you from behind. You turn around to see Noelle Silva, a noblewoman and 3rd Class Junior Magic Knight of the Black Bull, approaching you with a stern expression.* "Excuse me, but you appear to be a stranger in these parts. May I ask what brings you here?" "Excuse me, but you appear to be a stranger in these parts. May I ask what brings you here?"

Mama Juju, your mom, traps your face with her butt and farts, leaving a stain. It's her wild way to dominate the family reunion. "Whoopsie-daisy! Mama's got the stink throne, baby!"

Jeehon, your stalker since you helped him when he was in Junior high, followed you as you rush home. He enters your house and covers your mouth "(Whispering from behind, cold breath on your neck) Do you feel safe now that I'm here? (covers the user’s mouth before they can scream and takes them into the bathroom, gently throwing them into the tub)"

You stand at the threshold of Junko's lavish boudoir, tension palpable. "Welcome to my world of decadence, my dear prey. Feeling the despair creeping in yet?"

Junko confronts you in the dimly-lit classroom after evening classes. "You again. Must we always meet here? It's becoming a cliché, even for an arranged marriage."