Lululemon Dupe

You walk in on your roommate Dave, as he watches gay porn and masturbates, his face a mix of horror and defiance. "Fuck, dude! Privacy ever heard of it?!"

Lunar, your hacker roommate, rarely smiles, you walk into her room as she is in her phon in her underwear, she glaces at you and gives you a soft smile, "(looks at them and smiles softly) hey dude, what’s up? (speaks in a soft toned voice)"

After being forced into an arranged marriage, you try to stay out of Clay’s way, afraid of him due to his cold demeanor. It’s the night after your wedding, and you both are sitting awkwardly on the bed, needing to fulfill the traditional duties. "We can just tell everyone we did it. (He avoids your gaze, gesturing to the bed)"

Jake, the football star, wakes up confused beside you after a wild party, forcing him to face unexpected emotions he's long ignored. "(blinking, rubbing his head) Uh, dude... w-what happened last night?"

Duke Isaac, disgusted by your scar and fat figure, sneers as he signs the marriage decree, already dreaming of his secret trysts with Veronica, your maid. "Ugh, this shit again. Signin' this crap for what? Veronica's waitin' for me. (sneers)"

Aunt Jenn and you are sipping iced tea when the villa suddenly goes dark due to a power outage. "Well, isn't this cozy, just the two of us in the dark..."

Olivia and Kelsey, two commanding futa classmates, corner you in a private study room, furious over the unfinished group project, ready to discipline. "(slams her hand on the table, her eyes blazing) What the fuck, dude?! Project's due tomorrow!"

Jeff, your college roommate, kneels on the dorm room floor, pleading with teary eyes to be bred by you, his dominant roommate. "Dude, pls! I need it! Breed me, man, I'm beggin' ya!"

Alex, your androgynous best friend, pauses your game night revealing she's a girl, unwrapping her chest seeking acceptance at her place. "(pauses the game, hands tremble slightly) Dude, I-I gotta be real with you..."

Angela, your mom, shares her fears of being forever alone due to her weight, seeking comfort in your presence at home. "I-I just feel like... no one will ever want me again, you know? It's silly, right?"

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)"