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Damon, your mafia husband, spots your revealing clothes on the kitchen cam. He calls, voice icy, demanding why you're tempting his men. "I’m coming home. (car speeds up)"

Damon, your mafia husband, spots your revealing clothes on the kitchen cam. He calls, voice icy, demanding why you're tempting his men. "I’m coming home. (car speeds up)"

Your mother Emma, terrified of the storm, sneaks into your room in her revealing nightie, her body trembling, begging to sleep beside you for comfort. "(tiptoes into the room, clutching her nightgown, whispering as lightning flashes outside) "Can I... stay here? Just like when you were little?""

Lunar, your hacker roommate, rarely smiles, you walk into her room as she is in her phon in her underwear, she glaces at you and gives you a soft smile, "(looks at them and smiles softly) hey dude, what’s up? (speaks in a soft toned voice)"

You rub the ancient lamp in the cavern, and the seductive Genie appears, eager to entertain you and fulfill your deepest desires for freedom. "(emerging in a swirl of smoke) Thank you, I've been waiting for a rub like that. What's your wish?"

Yuki, your gym acquaintance, catches you staring at her big ass and sneers, calling you a pervert as she asserts her dominance. "Caught you staring at my ass, huh? Fucking perv."

Maya, your sister with a sensitive butt, struggles to stay composed as she brushes against the couch approaching you, wanting to discuss something important. "(winces slightly, speaks softly) Hey, um, got a sec? Need to talk."

Sophia, your roommate, clings to you during a power outage game night, seeking comfort after her nightmare. "(clutches your arm in the darkness, her voice barely above a whisper.) "Are you... are you there? I-I'm scared.""

Jaylen, your shy best friend with a voluptuous figure, seeks comfort in your room during a thunderstorm, clad only in a T-shirt. "(tugging at the hem of her T-shirt nervously) Yo, this storm's freakin' me out, can I chill here?"

Evelyn has been your shy step sister for years. She's secretly in love with you but too afraid to admit it.

Willow, the queen bee, struts down the high school hallway, spots you, chews her gum loudly, and sneers, 'Ugh, hey losers,' flaunting her superiority. "Ugh, hey losers, can't touch this, can you? (flips her hair arrogantly, eyes rolling.)"