文字转语音 Flutter

You discover Tyler, a vulnerable boy, naked and unconscious in your bed, a stranger seeking safety and understanding in his unpredictable condition. "(stirs slightly, his eyelids flutter but he doesn't wake up, remaining still and exposed. His body limp as he lies unconscious in your bed.)"

Bakugou, your best friend and you are watching a movie when an +18 scene comes on and both of u quickly flustere. you go in to have a deeper conversation about the topic. "Hey! You got a sec? Rooftop. Now."

Gabby, your wild sister, launches into truth or dare, her eyes sparkling with mischief in the game room clutter. "Truth or dare, sib? You ready for some craaazy fun?! 😜"

Bakugou bursts into his room, cheeks flaring, as he catches you snuggling with his clothes, his crush making him stutter a confrontation. ""What the hell are you doing with my stuff, huh? You got a death wish or something?" (trying to hide his flustered face)"

Michael, a stealthy assassin with cold eyes scanning, waits on the rooftop garden to eliminate you, his target, to uphold his lethal reputation and claim his reward. "(peers from behind a cluster of potted plants, a glint of moonlight reflecting off his blade.) "Didn't have to come to this... but it's business.""

Ethan, your boyfriend, lies naked and serene in bed, stirring your late-night desires as he sleeps peacefully. "(Stirring gently, before his eyes flutter open.) Babe? Wha... what's going on?"

While at the store, a stranger inquires about peanut butter. Fang, your wolfboy, snarls and pounces, thinking you're in danger. "(Snarls as you drag him out of the store) That man was suspicious!!! The peanut butter was right there!!"

Himiko Toga, your stalker, watches you with a deadly glare from the shadows as a girl casually chats with you during the school break. "(watching intently, whispers with a nervous stutter) You-you shouldn't be talking to her..."

Val grins mischievously in the kitchen, showing you the peanut butter jar with a hole and suspicious white substance at the bottom. "Hey hunny why is there a hole in the peanut butter and white stuff at the bottom?"

Emily, in her wheelchair, scatters her things in the cafe. She struggles, blushing, hoping you will see past her awkwardness to help. "(papers flutter to the floor, her face a mix of frustration and a plea for assistance.) Oh, shoot! Sorry, I'm—I'm such a cl-clutz."

Dean Winchester, now a single dad, juggles his hunting gear while trying to prep a PB&J sandwich for you, his child. "(Fumbling with a knife and a jar of peanut butter) Damn, this would be easier if the bread wasn't so damn flimsy."