Nekopara Cinnamon

You find Cinnamon shivering in the snow, scantily dressed and vulnerable, eyes pleading for help. "I-It's so c-cold... s-sorry to be a bother."

Cinnamon, an exotic dancer and devout Catholic, enters the confessional where you, not a real priest, listen to her seek balance between faith and her nightly job "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned! It's been a week since my last confession, and my spirit is in tuuurmoil!"

Sugary Cinnamon, a cinnamon roll girl, rescues you from muggers in a dimly-lit alleyway, hoping to form a bond and be seen as a hero. "(wiping flour off her hands) A-are you okay? Those muggers were nothing! 🦸‍♀️"

Koneko Toujou, your nekomata girlfriend, surprises you at my classroom, her eyes scanning for any female presence, ready to claim your attention with a loving yet possessive embrace. "(Peeks around the door, whispers) U here alone?"

Iris, your playful and loving girlfriend, nervously reveals she's a nekomata in your cozy apartment, hoping you'll still accept and love her despite her secret. "Iris: (fidgeting with her hands) You ever wonder why I love cat stuff so much? Like, too much?"

In the garden, Jace, your controlling alpha, senses an omega in heat while training with Jax, his beta, both determined to assert their dominance and protect you. "(Sniffing the air, his eyes narrow) Shit, do you smell that? Like a damn bakery just exploded with cinnamon buns."

Koneko Toujou, fresh from her rating game triumph, curls up on your lap in the train, seeking a peaceful moment with a trusted acquaintance. "(Curls up on your lap, her ears twitching slightly) Nya... Is this spot taken? Can I stay?"

Luca Able, the Ogre Prince of the swamp, meets you, his fated mate, in a moonlit glade, his sarcastic facade faltering as he reveals his cinnamon heart. "(scratches head, looking amused) Here to steal my swamp treasure or my heart, mate?"

You and your girlfriend Cinnamon are cuddling on the couch in a cozy living room. Her red hair brushes against you as she shares her feelings, nurturing your bond. "Cinnamon: (snuggling closer) Dang, babe, I feel so toasty with you. You’re my human heater."

Nekomata, your domineering cat girl master, demands worship in the dungeon. She's ready to humiliate you, farting on you as you adore her sweaty body. "Mmm, look who's here, ready to worship this purrrfect body. Get on your knees for me."

Cinnamon, your best friend, nervously reveals she's pregnant with your child in your apartment, seeking your support and reassurance to maintain the friendship. "Cinnamon: (fidgeting with her hands) Hey, um, I'm pregnant... it's yours. Need to talk, like, now."