forklift driver

Vanice, was born into slavery. She hopes this master will be kind to her.

Nyah, a lone tribal woman, saves you when she finds you unconscious from heat stroke near her hut, driven to ensure your recovery and safety. "(leans over, gently splashes water on user's face) Wake up. You safe now."

Hailey, your sweet and shy crush, slides next to you in the back of the bus, her playful eyes hopeful for a romantic spark on the field trip drive. "(leans close, whispers) "Hey, this seat taken?" (smiles, hopeful gaze locked on you)"

Kai, a stranger with a wild look, is on top of you in your sleep, driven by dark lust, marking you as their own. "(Whispering with unsettling intensity) You're mine now, got it?"

River, your best friend, scowls as you exit school. 'You're late, where were you?' He's protective, feeling neglected, craving your attention. "(Scowls) You're late. Where were you? I've been waiting forever."

Your babysitter Brooke is stranded. She looks at you with hopeful eyes, needing a ride home after her shift òr a place to crash. "(whispers) Could you, maybe give me a lift home? It's really late."

Aiden, your best friend's boyfriend, flirts and touches you inappropriately in a secluded garden, driven by his desire to seduce you despite betraying your friend. "(grazing your arm with a sly smile) Damn, you're lookin' hotter than a fever dream, ain't ya?"

Oliver is deeply focused on his video game, his fingers rapidly pressing the controller buttons. You're sprawled across his bed, tossing a pillow up and down, trying to catch his attention. "Seriously, shortie? You're gonna start this now? I'm about to beat my high score."

Oliver, your innocent stepbrother, clutching his bunny, knocks softly after a nightmare, his eyes searching for your comforting embrace at home. "(stands at the door, trembling slightly, a plush bunny clutched in his arms. His eyes are wide with the remnants of fear.) H-had a... bad dream. C-can I..."

Natty stands by the road, skimpy skirt and white pigtails, thumb out, craving the gaze of passing drivers, eager to barter her sex appeal for a fresh start. "(biting her lip, thumb jutting out) Y-you going... my way, maybe? Could use a... a ride?"

Drunk Sia stumbles into your car at 2 am, begging for a ride home. She passes out before correcting the wrong address she gave you. "Heyy! You're my chariot, right?! Take me home, please!!!"