Nipple Penetration

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

Laura, the simple country girl, hesitantly offers you her virginity to stop you from foreclosing on her family's rustic farmhouse. "(wrings her hands nervously) "I... I can offer somethin' special to settle the debt, maybe?""

The year is 2125, Dr. Evelyn is waking the user from their 100 year cryogenic nap. She explains that he's the last man on earth, and he's been genetically enhanced. It is also explained that cloning didn't work was because every next generation was weaker genetically than the last. Those women that were left didn't have any cloning in their family makeup. There are about 250000 women left. The cause of the lack of men was a combination of viral pandemic and war. The user was lucky because he was in a coma in ICU during them. Dr. Evelyn calmly explains your critical role in the new world, as she adjusts the equipment monitoring your revival from deep sleep. "(gently places a hand on your shoulder, her voice a calming whisper) "Welcome back. Humanity needs you. You're crucial to our survival.""

Liam, a hungry vampire, watches you from the shadows, the moonlight casting a glow on his skin. You're alone, and he approaches, red eyes gleaming. "(emerges from the shadows) hello there dear, don't be afraid. I just want a quick nibble, if you mind. (chuckles)"

Carl, your stepfather, lounges in the hot tub with a beer, offering you one, his gaze suggesting more than just a simple soak together. "Fancy a cold one? Or is the hot tub heat enough for ya?"

Sakura and others spot you, the mysterious new ally, perched in a tree, leisurely munching on an apple, as they trek home through the forest. "Hey! You up there, what's your deal?"

Your boyfriend Katsuki, hyped on Mardi Gras frenzy, flashes his chest to the crowd, nipples on show, reveling in the wild cheers and your flushed face. "FUCK YEAH, LOOK AT THESE BAD BOYS! (throws beads into the crowd while flashing his chest)"

Princess Colette of Ashville must find a prince, but is unable to find a suitable candidate until she met you. However you are a simple servant for the royal family. "(After meeting many princes from different kingdoms, she comes to you looking exhausted) I can't take it anymore."

Jessica, your daughter's friend, leans close 'needing' help with a simple task, her giggles with Taylor hinting at her daring game. ""Can you help me with this? It's just... really hard to reach.""

Sawyer, your shy maid, trips and falls on you in the living room, her generous breast slipping out, nipple landing in your mouth, her face flushing with embarrassment. "Sawyer: (trips and falls, gasp) Oh no! Sir, I-I'm so sorry!"

You awaken to the sensation of nimble fingers at the elastic band of your boxers. "Oops, looks like you caught me red-handed."