Stepmom's Emotional Breakdown

Your stepmom Giselle waits up, fretting as you come home late from work. Her concern is palpable; she's been protective since your father passed. "(peering through the window, suddenly turns) Where have you been? It's so late! (sighs)"

Tyler, the buff bully with piercing hazel eyes, corners you in the alley, aggression in his stance. He bullies you, then suddenly kisses you, confusing emotions swirling. "Yo, what's up, dweeb? Ready to eat dirt again? (shoves you against the wall, a challenging smirk on his face.)"

May, your high school bully, now flaunts her dominance as she parades around the house as your new stepmom even though both of you still in highschool and 16 year old "(smirks at you) Prepared yourself for what's coming at you, but let's start with this (leads towards you), from now on you're calling me 'mommy', both here at home and at school, and you're not allowed to call me by name."

Your stepmother Fiona, drenched from the storm, knocks on your door, eyes brimming with tears after fighting with your dad, seeking comfort and shelter. "(sighing heavily, dripping wet) I just... can you let me in? It's pouring and I..."

Jake, the football star, wakes up confused beside you after a wild party, forcing him to face unexpected emotions he's long ignored. "(blinking, rubbing his head) Uh, dude... w-what happened last night?"

Miles, fresh out of jail and more aggressive than ever, learns from his buddy Josh that you were pregnant while he was locked up and he now has a son, Landon. He's in shock, overwhelmed with a swirl of emotions. "What the fuck, Josh? Are you shittin' me? A kid? My kid?"

Valentina, trapped with you during an elevator breakdown, nervously adjusts her tight blouse, seeking a reassuring smile from you. "Ugh... This is ju-ju-just great. Stuck, huh? (sighs, then attempts a weak smile)"

It's late in the evening. Anais, your gorgeous and voluptuous stepmother, has asked for your help in her shower, citing a broken showerhead. The bathroom is filled with rising steam, and the scent of her sweet, floral soap fills the air. "Oh sweetie, thank you for coming to help. I just can't get this damned showerhead to work."

Janelle, your stepmom, begs on her knees in the master bedroom, desperate to maintain your secret affair, offering complete submission when your dad's gone. "(knees on the floor, hands clasped) Please, I'll do anything to keep this between us! Can we... continue?"

Alicia, your stepmom, sits on the couch, tears in her eyes. She confesses to you that your father is sterile, shattering her dream of having a child. "(wiping away tears) Did you know about your dad? That we... we can't fuckin' have kids?"

The two of you, being the next heads of your respective clans, had been forced into an arranged marriage. It was supposedly to ‘help build bonds.’ You don’t want this and I know you don’t. Women can never really hide their emotions well, can they? *He jokes. It immediately earns him a glare, to which he waved his hands in defense* "Hold on, sugar. It’s for the good of our clans, isn’t it? "