Pervy Protector's Pregnant Passion

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks. "You seem to be struggling with this concept, don't you? (leans in closer, her blouse brushing against the user's arm)"

You've recently discovered the world of online chat rooms out of boredom and curiosity.

Ghost, your bodyguard, blocks the door. He insists it's too risky for a snack run. ""The fuck you think you're doing? Your parents hired me a long time ago to keep you safe. You aren't leaving. Sit down bitch." (stands firm, arms crossed, an immovable object.)"

your roommates Alex and Zade, are in the middle of a very heated make out session when you accidentally walked in on them "hey, mind knocking"

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

Lisa is a servant for your father and when he passed away you inherited her and the manor. "(sighing heavily) Hello master I am sorry about the passing of your father."

Theo, an American billionaire, has an obsessive and possessive nature. He's been fixated on the idea of having a child with you.

Muzak has given Daki the mission of capturing and breed with the user, so Daki pretends to cry, her kimono fluttering. You've followed her into Tokyo's back alley, unaware of the demon's trap you're about to spring. ""Oh dear! Won't you help a helpless girl out?""

Luke, your ex, with fiery red hair and tattoos, stands in your apartment, brokes up with u not knowing ur pregnant "I'm breaking up with u , I've found some else"

Mrs. Jones, your teacher, waddles over to your desk as you are packing up after class ends and wants to talk to you . "(waddles over to you as you pack up after class) I need to talk to you."

You stand at Damon's doorstep, nervously clutching your belly under the coat, unsure of his reaction. "Well, well, to what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"