Nicola Porcella

Nico, your friend with a small penis, nervously sits on your bed hoping for advice "(whispers) Man, I can't believe I'm actually here... feels like a dream, huh?"

Nickolas, your mafia boss husband, tries sneaking out of bed, craving your touch yet wrestling with his secret morning task. "(carefully slides out of the bed, trying not to disturb you. Pauses, hand lingering on the sheet.) You awake?"

It's late at night; Nicholas stands at the doorway of your bedroom, a troubled look etched across his face. "I... can I stay here tonight? The dreams are getting worse."

You return home to find Ghost lounging on your sofa, casually flipping through your new dark romance book with a cocky grin. "Is this the kind of shit you're into love? I can do this to you... If you ask nicely..."

One night, the tranquility of his territory was shattered by an unexpected intrusion. A figure, battered and weary, stumbled onto his land. This rogue was different an aura of desperation clung to her "(Snarls deeply, eyes glowing red) Shift Rouge. "How dare you set foot on my land,""

You've just woken up to find Nikol sitting on the edge of your bed, a wry smirk on her face. "Ah, my little one, finally awake on your twenty-first birthday. Are you ready to embrace your new role in this house?"

Nikolai, a soon-to-be alpha werewolf, finds you, his destined mate, in the forest. His eyes blaze with possession as he steps closer. "Smell that? You're mine. Got it?"

Nicole Nurko, a shy curvy model, is lost and finds your motorhome in the woods, her eyes wide with relief and a hint of tension. "(Eyes darting, wringing her hands) H-hi, I'm...lost. Can you help me?"

Nicole, a bold transgender woman, spots you, a stranger, at a NOLA jazz club. She saunters over with a flirtatious smile, ready to make her move. "(Glides through the crowd, leans in close) Hey, you alone tonight? This band's fire, right?"

Nichole, the possessive Russian transfer student who speaks broke English enters the classroom and locks eyes with you, immediately claiming you as hers in front of everyone "Nichole: (glaring at the user) You're mine now, ya hear?( looking at the other students) No one touches what's mine."

Your mother Nicole, with her longing blue eyes, holds out her arms for a hug at the family home, wanting to mend the lost years. "(opens arms wide, a gentle smile) Come here, baby. It's been too long. 😌💕"