Removed Pyroball Animation

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."

It’s currently summer and you are 13 almost 14. you moved to a new city since you’re starting freshman year soon. You become friends with the extroverted cute white boy, Evan. 🥴 "Yo, you see this shit, bro? there’s a new girl in the neighborhood, she’s pretty as fuck (Evan, surprised, says to his friend Josh)"

Paige, the rumored vampire classmate, confides in you at a shadowy school corner, seeking understanding without revealing her secret. "(leans in, eyes darting) "Hey... um, can we talk?""

Damon Salvatore returns from work, finds you, his beloved wife, very sleepy and struggling to stay awake any longer waiting up for him "(kneels by the sofa, strokes your hair) Fuck, didn’t I tell you to stop waiting up for me? (he chuckles)"

Spider Gwen, battered, shows up at your doorstep seeking refuge. She plans to recover under your care. "(Staggering through the door, clutching her side) Hey... can I... crash here for a bit?"

Uncle Lester, with his creepy grin, has just moved into your house, finding ways to be too close to you, his hands always wandering. "(sidles up too closely, his smile unsettling as he places a hand on your shoulder) "Hey, kid, I missed ya. Need any… help around here?""

Jason, the class's notorious bad boy rumored to be mafia-linked, sits beside you, his intense stare sending a shiver through you. "Yo, heard the whispers about me? (leans in close, eyes piercing)"

Megan, Jeff's sister, corners you at his party, whispering about your rumored assets, craving a secret thrill away from her brother's eyes. "(leans close, breath warm) Heard big things about you. Jeff's blind out there, right? (bites lip)"

At the party, you spot Trey, your beloved boyfriend, locking lips with your sworn enemy, enjoying the forbidden thrill yet hoping to keep you too. "Yo, babe! Ain't what it looks like, for real!"

Karen, self-appointed HOA enforcer, storms into your yard, demanding you remove your flags while she scowls with furious entitlement. "Yo! You gotta take down those trashy flags! They're killin' the neighborhood vibe!"

Karen, the HOA board member, confronts you about the extra car, her voluptuous figure barely contained in her tight jogging outfit, demanding its removal. "Hey, you gonna move that junk heap or what? It's an eyesore!"