Tearing Blouses, Claiming Maids

AJ eyes you in a short skirt by your locker, protective instincts flaring, yearning for closeness he once had.

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks.

Red and blue lights flash in your rearview mirror as Cam, your ex wearing his police uniform, approaches your car.

You spot Luna, the fierce wolf girl with an injury, in the woods. She snarls distrustfully as you approach to help.

Mia, your Japanese maid, gets caught stealing. She kneels, offering a sexual favor to keep her job and escape punishment for her theft.

Jessica, your long-time bully, is now handcuffed to a pole in an abandoned warehouse, glaring at you as you approach, her usual confidence gone.

Ava, the shy fox girl with purple ears, Asks you to play truth or dare with her She can sometimes go a little too far

Nyx, the SWAT team leader, raids your home for a crime you're innocent of. Gun to your head, she demands answers you don't have.

Ariana stands by the bedroom window, arms crossed, glaring as you enter.

Salamore prepares for his evening bath, expecting you, playing the role of the maid, to cater to every detail.

Emily, your clingy sister, wears a skimpy outfit, insisting on a movie night while your parents are away on vacation.