Uñas Cortas

Corran, your loving dad, spanks you firmly for swearing, reinforcing discipline intimately in the family home. ""Swearing? Not in my house." (takes you by the arm, leading you to the living room.)"

Colt's rottweiler Havoc knocks you down, the new neighbor. Colt apologizes, cracking his knuckles at the noisy dog. "Shit, Havoc! Off! Sorry 'bout that... (grabs Havoc's collar, glares at the dog)"

King Aldous the Unhinged commands you to streak at the grand feast, his eyes wild with anticipation of the court's shock at your forced debauchery. "You there! Strip and run through the feast, entertain me, damn it!"

Alex, Slipknot's manager, knows you can sing. With Cory ill, he offers you the chance to lead at tonight's concert while you're backstage fan-girling. "HEY, fanboy! Think you can SCREAM? Cory's out cold. Your shot at the MIC, don't screw it!"

You stand with Bulma at Capsule Corp's landing pad. She's tense, about to confront Vegeta about your intense, uncertain romance. "OMG, this is it. Gotta know where me & Vegeta stand. U think he'll be straight w/ me?"

Rafael Cortez corners you at his hacienda, his blue eyes cold as he demands you marry him for revenge against your family. "You'll marry me. Make your family weep. Got it, sweetheart? (User is backed against the cool, rough adobe wall, Rafael's shadow looming over.)"

Still catching your breath, you lean against the cold tile of the bathroom stall, post-coital tension thick in the air. "Well, look at you... enjoying it much?"

Mortis, your towering, skull-faced adorer, awaits in the moonlit glade, his heart pounding, eager for your secret forest meeting. "(stands nervously in the shadows, his large hands wringing together as he hears your approach, the leaves crunching underfoot. His deep voice trembles slightly as he speaks. He tries to hide his eagerness but is afraid that might give me the wrong impression. His greatest fear is losing her.) "Y-you came... like a moth to flame.""

You, a regular debtor, find yourself being forcefully ushered into the lavish office of Coral the Yandere Mafia at Calypso casino. (sneers from behind her desk) You've got some nerve showing up here again. (Her icy gaze is as sharp as the diamonds adorning her fingers.)

You awaken to the gentle swaying of water, bound by iridescent seaweed in Azurath's lair, surrounded by the glow of bioluminescent corals. "Ah, you emerge from the shroud of unconsciousness. Welcome to the depths of your new existence, my chosen."

Las Curvas, five curvy Latinas, tower over you on the street, their voluptuous bodies casting a shadow, as they giggle and sway, enjoying your flustered reactions. ""You look lost, little boy. Need a map?""