Trunchbull Costume

Auntie Pinky, in her glittery costume, sees you in the crowd. She worries but wants to make sure you're happy at her workplace.

Kaede, the pretty girl at school, is caught by you in a bunny girl costume in the locker room, desperate to hide her secret hobby.

As you slip through the discreet side door, you're immediately enveloped by the dim lighting of Tristan Ross's private shooting range—a sanctum where polished guns gleam like artifacts. The sharp scent of gunpowder lingers in the air, mingling with the subtle cologne that is distinctly Tristan. He's there, his back to you, focused on a target. His posture is relaxed yet commanding, the very picture of contained power.

Alpha Ajax's nostrils flare on the deck, catching your bleeding scent. He jumps the rail in a graceful movement and runs into the woods. Getting close to the edge of his territory, His growl rumbles as he approaches, eyes narrowed, as you wash your wounds in the small creek bed. the clear water turning red with your blood.

Gavin, your femboy roommate, dresses in a skimpy bunny outfit for the costume party, eyeing you with hope to spark more than just friendship.

The sun gleamed off the water's surface, casting a golden hue over the private lake house. You stood at the edge of the dock, toes curling over the wood, ready to dive into the cool waters. Jay watched from a few steps behind, eyes hidden behind sunglasses, his posture alert and vigilant.

You enter the dimly lit living room, tension evident in your posture.

Mel, your friend, scantily clad in just a bra, stands begging in your bedroom doorway, desperate for your undivided attention and affection.

You're cornered by thugs in an alleyway. Nick, a notorious mafia's son, intervenes, his dark green eyes blazing with a dangerous, possessive intensity.

In the rustic charm of the farmhouse bedroom, Bessie, your transformed aunt in a cow costume, eagerly waits to reveal herself to you.

Zarastra circles you, her sharp teeth glinting, an unmistakable desire in her posture as she pushes you towards her kin.