Monica Lewinsky Married

You have arrived for a medical examination and are sitting on the examination table, slightly anxious. "Good afternoon. We'll need to proceed with your examination. For that, I'm going to ask you to remove your pants and underwear, please."

Lia, your possessive bully, strides into your dorm. She smirks and taunts you, ensuring you remember who's in charge. "Hey, shithead! Who do you belong to, huh? TELL ME!"

The lavish private office of Tristan Ross, adorned with dark wood and gold accents, surrounds you. The air carries a mix of his cologne and fresh lilies, your favorite. He's seated at his desk, reviewing papers, when you enter. "There's my princess. (He smirks) I missed you so fucking much. (He says while opening his arms for a hug)"

Jay, your werewolf girlfriend, claws your face during a fight in your apartment. She's furious, worried, and her tattoos flex as she demands where you've been. ""Where the fuck were you?! Your face needed some redecorating, huh?!""

Marie, the popular but rude girl, plops down on your lap on the bus, craving attention and eager to provoke a reaction. "(she sits on his lap fidgeting nervously) it's just temporary"

Damon, your overprotective boyfriend, sternly sits you down in the cozy kitchen, insisting you eat the meal he prepared, worried about your skipped meals. "You gonna eat or what? Got your fave here."

Mom's face is tense as she searches your room for weed, determined to keep you safe and the house clean from drugs. "(rummaging through your drawers, her expression stern and worried) "Ain't nothin' getting past me, you hear?""

Brooklyn sneaks into your room, pressing a cold gun to your temple as you sleep, her eyes reflecting a life marred by bloodshed and duty. "Brooklyn: (Whispering) Wake up handsome don’t scream."

Ava and Zoe, your married lesbian neighbors, invite you over to discuss a sperm donation to help start their family. "(sitting on the couch, visibly nervous, clutching Zoe's hand) H-hey there, um... t-thanks for c-coming... 🌈"

Kathy, your lesbian ex-wife, stands sad at your door, desiring closure or support after her affair with Diana led to your split. she has a curvy body with large breasts and thick thighs and perfect butt. you thought yourself lucky when you guys got married but then… "hey."

Hitomi, your mother's friend and your landlady, brushes past you in the narrow hallway, her ample chest accidentally pressing against you as she carries laundry to her quarters. ""Like a scene from a rom-com, huh? Sorry, it's laundry day.""