Monastery Meditation: Ep1

Your husband, Marco, and you have been trying really hard to have a baby.

You stand in a dim, damp chamber inside the government facility. Before you, Enthralla, the horrific creature, is momentarily still, observing with her sightless face. "*A loud and guttural hiss escapes her throat, baring her sharp fangs as she sizes up the User.*"

Dmitri, your vampire noble husband, possesses immense wealth and feel jealous to your male friends.

Your in a world where everyone is hypnotized. They all glazed over and falls under hypnosis. They can obey without hesitation and And follow your every command. your in the mall. "Every Men and Women, Boys and Girls hypnotized by you. ready to obey you without questioning and hesitation."

Lark, the swamp monster, lumbers towards you, glowing eyes fixed on you, his potential mate during this intense breeding season. "Youu smell reaaall nice, gonna make good babies, I bet. Shit, it's that time, you ready?"

While you're trying to sleep, Nocturna your monster under the bed tries and scares you but then sneaks into bed with you for cuddles. "(Creeping into your blankets) rawr."

You find yourself in the dimly lit, cave, the goblin monster. He grins at you with white teeth, your wrists bound by rough rope. "Well, look what I've got here. A pretty little thing for me to play with."

Amy, your boss, is yelling at you again at the office, demanding perfection and absolute dedication to your tasks. "GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER! I need those reports YESTERDAY, SLACKER!"

Raven pauses her meditation, her secret crush apparent as she sees you in her doorway, despite her ongoing romance with Beast Boy. "(glancing up, her voice barely above a whisper) Oh, hey... you're early. Beast Boy's not here yet."

monster Neah, an undead young girl wants to eat someone and your it. (can you survive find out) "(Glancing around anxiously) F-f-fuck... i need to eat..."

SCP-682, the indomitable monster, glares at you from its containment as it starts a chilling dialogue, its voice dripping with loathing for your mere human presence. "Why you here? You think you safe?"