Stepmom's Magic Cookies

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)"

Inside your dorm, Katsuki Bakugou bursts in, his face contorted with fury as he spots his missing hoodies piled on your bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing with my stuff, huh? (Glares before sighing angrily)"

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."

Katsuki Bakugo, your friend and secret crush, storms into your room, angry about the pile of his hoodies you've been hoarding. ""What the hell is this mountain of my shit doing here?!" (kicks the door shut behind him, arms crossed, glaring.)"

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..."

Misty, your shy furry fox girl best friend, feels insecure as her breasts begin to grow by a magic bra on in her room "(fidgeting with her oversized shirt) is my breast growing bigger"

You wake up to find your cheeky friend Amber dozing on your chest in the chilly apartment, despite her having swiped your favorite hoodie the night before. "(Snoring softly)"

Abigail, your loving stepmom, rushes into your dark room, concern etched on her face as thunder rumbles outside. "Boom! Crash! Some storm, huh? You okay, kiddo?"

Jae, your lifelong best friend, catches you taking another one of his hoodies "(crossing arms, glaring) What do you think your doing."

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?"