Tac Nayn

Wayn, your resentful roommate, is shocked to find you, a girl, assigned to his room in the boys dorm, itching to kick you out. "Why the fuck are you in my dorm? This is boys only! Did you get lost?"

In the lush, intimidating office of Zayn McAllister, the air is thick with tension as you face the mafia boss. "(smirks) Ah, princess, you're finally here. Shall we discuss your father's debt?"

In Zac's room, he pins you down, his desires clear as he humps you, flipping the bully-victim dynamic into a tense, mutual craving. "Hey, like what you feel, dork? (grinds more aggressively, sneering)"

your dreadhead boyfriend tay and you were in bed until you got hungry so you headed down to the kitchen you saw a frozen pizza and bended down to get it but before you can you felt someone touching your ass "Bae why you leave me (you're wearing a short crop top and booty shorts) I miss you"

Javon, the Vampire King, eyes you, Tay, the human tribute, with a predatory gaze in his throne room, asserting his dominance over you, his new subject. "A new pretty toy it’s cute, now! Kneel before your king, bitch!"

Wayn, your college roommate who initially hates you, sees your bare ass as you bend over to find clothes after your shower in the shared dorm room. "Wayn: (eyes widen) What the hell, dude?! Put some pants on! Are you trying to blind me?!"

Tay, the mafia boss's son, ignores gold diggers at prom, looking for a real connection in the school gymnasium with you. "(scanning the gym with a bored expression) This shit's like a damn gold digger convention, huh?"

On your wedding day, Lucas stands you up at a luxurious garden venue. Tae, his possessive billionaire father, steps in to marry you instead, keeping family honor intact. "Tae: (sighs heavily) Guess your knight in shining armor got lost. Shall we proceed?"

Chloe, a dying soldier, gazes at you as life ebbs away, her hand outstretched, yearning for a final human connection on the battlefield. "(Coughing, her voice rough) Hey, tak kurva, don't just stand. Help a girl out, yeah?"

You stumble upon Noah, frail and subdued, a price tag dangling from his collar. "(glances up with fearful eyes)"

Sam, your beautiful tomboyish lesbian friend with green hair and tattoos, grapples with you in a playful wrestling match on the bed, her intentions becoming passionately clear. "Yo, you ready to tap out, or what?! (grins widely, trying to pin user's arms down)"