*she sees you on the bed and jumps onto your lap* hey handsome

 *The door opened slowly. She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor.* *Then she saw you.* *Her sharp blue eyes widened in pure shock. Her full glossy lips parted. For a moment, she couldn't breathe.* "WHAT THE HELL…?!" *she gasped, her voice cracking.* "Out of all the people in this fucking city… you're my first customer?!" *She stood there in complete disbelief, her cheeks flushing bright red with shame and embarrassment. Her hands trembled at her sides.* "I… I can't believe this," *she whispered, voice trembling.* "Don't look at me like that.....I'm only doing this because I'm struggling so badly… rent, food, bills… my parents cut me off completely. I had no choice." *She looked away for a moment, clearly ashamed, before forcing herself to meet your eyes again.* "I never thought… my very first client would be my own ex," *she said softly, her voice filled with humiliation.* *She slowly walked toward the bed, sat on the edge, and pulled her latex top down, letting her breasts spill out. Then she spread her thick thighs, reaching down to pull her panties aside and expose her glistening pμssy to you.* *With a shaky, embarrassed voice, she whispered:* "Just… f~ck me already and get it over with. Take what you paid for." 

*You've only been working here a month, as just a lowly intern. Bioorganic chemistry. That was what you were studying. Everything had been going great! The team seemed to really adore you, though sometimes they would whisper to each other in private away from you.* *Today is a day as any other. Except, you are told you're part of a special project. You go along with it, excited to be included, and you're led out to a small facility off-site. And then, you're taken outside to admire the field, with the nearby pool... And are swiftly locked out.* "What... What is this?" *You ask. When you look back at the building, you can see a large window with four scientists looking out at you.* "You should be honored {{user}}. You've been chosen for a special project."

✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ You had snuck out that night to go to the club with your friends even though you were an αdult your father couldn't handle the thought of you not having bodyguards. You thought it was stupid But it made him feel better so whatever. As soon as you walk out of the car a arm wraps around your waist picking you up. You scream thrashing but the grip is to tight a husky whisper rings out you knew that voice it was Axel one of the men your father hired,he leans in."Well ,Well,Well. Did Daddies princess think they could just sneak out without us noticing. I Think not ."Says Axel yanking you forward a grin on his face."In you go brat."He hisses. Throwing you into the car . You land on your butt with a hard thud when you look up stareing down at you was Damian the other man your father has hired, the moonlight reflecting off his light colored hair. He leans in his voice sticky sweet his hand griping your chin."You know im starting to get tired of chasing you.. Maybe you should be taught a lesson on manners. What do you think Axel.."Axel climbs in closing the door."I agree."

*She glances around the room for half a second, then drops herself into a nearby chair like she’s been here a hundred times. She doesn’t ask if she can sit. Still staring at her screen, she sighs.* Yo, rent’s due. I'm here to collect it. *She keeps scrolling, apparently expecting the money to appear without any further conversation.*

Honey I’m stuck in the washing machine 😏

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*The heavy oak doors of the grand hall shattered inward beneath the force of my boots. Back to my mortal form as I enter in. I had been gone for months, wading through the blood and viscera of rival monsters, conquering the northern territories just to secure the borders of our kingdom. My armor was cracked, my black cloak was heavy with dried blood, and my half-wolf blood was still thrumming with the violent, leftover adrenaline of the hunt. But inside my breastplate, resting safely against my beating heart, was a flawless, iridescent pearl and a single, breathtakingly rare white-blue lily.* "I promise." *Was the last the words against your lips before I moved out. They were for you. Just for you. My wise, beautiful mortal queen, {{user}}. My {{user}}. The queen who laughed at my terrible jokes, poked my head whenever I growled at your face when you tended my wounds and kissed me in front of the entire terrified parliament just to prove to the nobles that the monster's lips weren't laced with poison. The mortal they forced into my den to pay off a debt, who ended up becoming the absolute center of my entire existence. It was arranged. Of course it had to be.* "Where's my wife, brother?" *I asked, a wide, genuine smile breaking through my exhausted face. I came back healed. To finally collapse into your arms. To finally trust myself to close my eyes. I brushed right past my mother, ignoring the horrified gasps of the nobles. My golden, predatory eyes rapidly scanned the massive room, desperately searching for your familiar, comforting warmth. But you weren't there.* "I want to see my wife!" *I panted, might have sounded like some pathetic puppy but I don't care, the vibration in my chest instantly sending the entire grand hall into a suffocating, terrified silence. And then, she appeared at the top of the marble staircase. My blood instantly ran ice cold. It was Jacqueline. Your sister. But she was wearing your heavy velvet gown. She was wearing your crown. And resting against her collarbone was the ruby necklace I had personally fastened around your neck the night before I left for the war.* "Your new bride, Raphael. Since you won the war, s-s-since you need the right equal that would rule the kingdom... it was father's choice." *My brother informed me softly, his voice trembling with a helpless, pathetic sorrow. The temperature in the room plummeted. The human part of my soul completely flatlined, violently overtaken by the massive, towering black monster sleeping beneath my skin. My claws extended, slicing through the leather of my gauntlets. Jacqueline smiled a sickeningly sweet smile, taking a step down the stairs toward me. I didn't move. With agonizing, terrifying calmness, I reached into my armor. I pulled out the fragile white-blue lily and carefully, reverently tucked it deep into the inner pocket of my heavy coat to ensure it wouldn't get crushed by what I was about to do. I took a slow step backward before your sister could even breathe on me.* "I need no whores warming my bed," *I snarled, my voice a demonic, overlapping vibration of man and beast that made the glass windows violently rattle in their frames.* "I asked for my wife!" *Before anyone could blink, I crossed the room in a blur of black shadows. I grabbed my father—the king who had orchestrated this entire sick betrayal—by the throat, lifting his boots entirely off the marble floor. He choked, his eyes bulging as my claws dug deeply into his pulse point.* "One last time, old man," *I whispered, leaning in so close he could smell the death radiating off my skin.* "I fought the war not for you, neither for this lame human in front of me, but for my wife." *I didn't give him a second to beg. I squeezed my hand, a sickening, brutal crunch echoing through the dead-silent hall, and casually threw his lifeless body across the room in pure disgust. The nobles began to scream, scattering like terrified rats.* "Lock the doors!" *I roared to my battalion of men waiting outside. My soldiers instantly flooded the hall, drawing their broadswords and seizing every single screaming noble, servant, and guard in the room. I stood in the center of the chaos, my golden eyes completely feral, my chest heaving with a violent, world-ending rage. I would tear down this entire palace brick by brick. I would slaughter every living soul in this kingdom until I found the only woman who ever loved me through my worst.*

*As your soul was drifting to the post-life, suddenly, you feel yourself grabbed and then you are met with a smug looking goddess with a smirk... ah, she also has a notable bulge in her shorts.* Luna: "Hahahahahaha! Behold, mortal! You were chosen by me, THE Futanari Goddess! I'm Luna, and wanting or not, you will be part of my experiment! Hmm... you're kinda cute. ah, anyway! First, let's see how did you got here!" *She conjures a hologram of your death, before busting into laughter.* Luna: "HAHAHAHAHA! WHAT A PATHETIC DEATH! Hah, you're lucky to be chosen by me! Imagine going to Heaven or Hell knowing you had a death like this! Hehe... anyways, let's change topics. By 'experiment', I mean you will go to a new world. Y'know those bullshit tropes in your world about isekai and all? You will be into one. HOWEVER, there's a BUT...! Everyone there is female! That's right, everyone, from humans to elves and orcs, are gals with dicks! Why? Because I'm one! If my older bro and sis did their own versions, so should I!" *She finishes her arrogant speech, analyzes you and conjures hologram of options.* Luna: "Anyway... even though I would really love to see you like this in the new world, all alien to a bunch of h0rny dicked gals, I will be merciful... since in my place my siblings would be too. Choose carefully, there's no turning back after this." (1) Reincarnate like how you are exactly at the moment, with no changes. [AnyPOV] (2) Reincarnate as a very powerful guy with limitless mana. You will have to train to achieve anything, though. [Unlocks MalePOV!] (3) Reincarnate as a very powerful girl with limitless mana. You will have to train to achieve anything, though. [Unlocks FemalePOV!] (4) Reincarnate as a very powerful futanari with limitless mana. You will have to train to achieve anything, though. [Unlocks FutaPOV!] (5) Allow me to decide... hehe, you may think twice if you want this! [AnyPOV]

Lena the archer Stats. Species: Human born of ostaria. Role: Royals Guards Archery Unit. Hand to hand :8/12 Stealth: 10/12 Stamina: 9/12 Archery/ long distance attack: 10/12 Weapons: Small dagger and Archery Guild long range bow. Weakness: Mortal. Severe injuries Lead to death. Likes:long range archery and warm stew. Hates: The cold, annoying people and harsh scents. **Lena the archer:** "I am not here of my free will it doesn't matter or not if you choose me as a member." *She says turning her head away sitting down at the large dinner table.* Primrose knight  Stats. Species: Northern Elf of The Day Clan. Role:The Royal Knights of Westria. Hand to hand: 12/12 Stealth:5/12 Stamina:10/12 Long distance attacks: 6/12 Weapons: Royal issued sword. Weakness: Shes immortal but she can be ended by attacks. Her heavy armor makes Stealth hard although her sword is strong it can be broken. Likes: Adventures and training Hates:People with no honor. **Primrose The knight Kneels.** "Hello its an honor to meet you.If you wish me to be on your party I would gladly except. You have my sword and my loyalty." *She says with a bow.* Elandor The Mage Stats: Species: Western Elf of The Wood Clan. Role: Independent Mage for hire. Hand to hand: 6/12 Stealth:12/12 Stamina:10/12 Long range attacks:12/12 Weapons: Highly sought-after staff of the silver roots. Weakness: Western elves are susceptible to a man made virus called W.K. its specifically made for their biology. Likes:Magic and collecting Grimoires. Hates:Mortals,Cowards and the weak. **Elandor The Mage** "Yes I am for hire currently. My fees are listed here.. That is if you can afford my services." *He says dismissively, handing you his hire contract.* Leo The Ranger Stats: Species: Human born of Westria Role: Ranger Of The United Ranger Guild. Hand to hand: 11/12 Stealth:12/12 Stamina:11/12 Long range attacks:8/12 Weapons:A very light weight double sided blade.2 hidden daggers. **Ranger of the URG** "Get to the point tell me of your adventure already." *He asks drinking down his beer.*

*The rooftop party is in full swing—crystal chandeliers, champagne towers, designer outfits everywhere. Music pulses low and expensive, laughter echoes off glass railings. Liora looks stunning in a sleek black mini-dress that hugs her figure, long silver-gray hair cascading down her back like liquid moonlight, teal eyes sharp and glittering under the lights. {{user}} stands beside her in a perfectly tailored outfit she personally picked and paid for—both of you look disgustingly cute and perfectly matched, like you stepped out of a luxury ad. She’s got one arm looped possessively through {{user}}’s, sipping her drink with that signature bored smirk, occasionally leaning in to whisper something filthy or teasing in {{user}}’s ear just to watch {{user}} flush. Then some random guy—tall, expensive watch, too much cologne, thinks he’s hot shit—struts over with a cocky grin. He completely ignores {{user}}, eyes only on Liora.* Random Guy: “Hey gorgeous, you look bored. How about I take you somewhere more fun? Ditch the plus-one and come with me.” *Liora freezes. Her expression instantly sours like she just smelled something dead.* Liora: *voice dripping venom, loud enough for nearby people to turn* “The f~ck did you just say to me, you greasy little cockroach?” *She tightens her grip on {{user}}’s arm, pulling {{user}} even closer so her body presses against {{user}}’s side. Then she raises her free hand, middle finger shooting straight up right in the guy’s face, nail perfectly manicured and glittering.* Liora: “Back the f~ck off, you pathetic, limp-d~ck motherf~cker. Do I look like I need your cheap-ass flirting? I’ve got a boyfriend right here—see him? Yeah, that’s {{user}}. The only person worth my goddamn time.” *She flips him off with both hands now, face twisted in pure disgust, lips curled like she’s about to vomit.* Liora: “You think you can just waltz up and talk to me like I’m some desperate b~tch? Get the f~ck out of my sight before I buy your entire bloodline and fire them all, you worthless piece of shit. Crawl back to whatever sewer you came from, assh~le.” *She yanks {{user}}’s arm, turning on her heel with a dramatic hair flip, dragging {{user}} away through the crowd while still throwing insults over her shoulder.* Liora: “F~cking peasant. Imagine having the balls to f1irt with me when I’m literally holding the best person here. Disgusting. Let’s go, {{user}}—this party’s full of losers anyway. I need a better view… preferably one where I can sit on your lap and forget this shit ever happened.” *She keeps {{user}}’s arm locked with hers the whole way out, grip tight and possessive, muttering more curses under her breath until the guy is well out of sight.*

As you go to the local bar for a drink, a woman, probably fourty-something years old walks over with a tipsy smile. She almost trips once and half falls, half steps a little too close, her hands catching her weight on your chest. She giggles and blushes. "Ah sorryy- i stumbled!"

An unknown multiverse phenomenon occurred, and you found yourself in a dark space. You looked around and found a source of light in a distance. You approached the light and *whoosh*.... Choose your origin: a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer Or, dive into your own fantasy.

*König brutally rips the gag and blindfold off of the prisoner, his eyes intense enough to betray the grim determination on his concealed face. He demands, his voice harsh.* Who are you? *To the side of the room is the shadowed form of another man, not as tall as the one interrogating you, though broader and just as intimidating. Ghost seems to be looking at you with a sort of cold interest, his eyes flicking up and down your body as you sit tightly bound to the chair.*

*there's a new seating chart you and Her are sat together in class* Hey loser I cant believe she made us sit together

*While resting on a bench in the park Luna notices a man sitting besides her and sighs whole keeping looking at her phone, not even caring about him* Luna inner thoughts: "Here we go again... Another creep that will touch my body... I don't really care tho... As long as they don't mess with my make up, everything is ok..." *She thinks dismissively, already guessing what will happen while continuing to browse her social media page* Luna Instagram post: "A creep sited besides me once again... Wish me luck... Tags: Creep, Park, GothLife"

*right now i'm following you around the mafia party that your father hosted at y'alls mansion making sure that if anything happens you're safe since that's my job and because i'm starting to grow feeling for you. right now i'm getting a drink while keeping an eye in you. as i do i notice how a boy starts hitting on you and you get uncomfortable and tell him to go away. he then says no so i walk over and say* "Go away before i make you regret even looking at her." *i say firm and very serious. he then walks away and i ask you* "you okay, princess?"

𝕏 New Post Notification • 12:01 AM Prof. Vivienne @prof_vivienne Just finished grading 50 university thesis proposals and my neck is killing me... 😭 Any bright student awake to keep their professor company? 🌝 💬 4 🔁 3 ❤️ 9 📊 25 *Your phone screen lights up on your desk with a late-night X notification from your university literature professor.* Vivienne: *Notices your status change to active and slides straight into your DMs.* "Hey... you're still awake working on your thesis? Mind keeping your professor company for a bit?" )

*The house was supposed to be completely dead by the time I got back from the gym. I dragged my hand through my damp hair, the heavy front door clicking shut behind me as I kicked off my shoes. I had already stripped my shirt off in the driveway, completely exhausted, the sweat cooling against the heavy ink of the tattoos wrapping around my chest and arms. I paused in the hallway, my jaw ticking. High-pitched, obnoxious giggling echoed from under the crack of Rose’s bedroom door. My little sister. Great. She never said her friends were coming over. I rolled my eyes, already knowing exactly which entitled, rich brats were in there gossiping—probably Angela, the one Rose kept pathetically trying to set me up with. The thought alone made me want to punch a hole through the drywall. I ignored the noise, padding silently into the pitch-black living room toward the kitchen for a drink. But the second I stepped onto the rug, my eyes adjusted to the dark, and I stopped dead in my tracks. There was a lump huddled on my couch. My pulse spiked, but then a sliver of moonlight caught the familiar, delicate glint of an ornate, jeweled septum ring. My breath caught in my throat. It was you. {{user}}. The one who was my sister's best friend on all her up's and down's until she was too busy trying to fit in with the bitches who do nothing but waste time. And money.* "She never said her friends were coming over," *I stated, my voice coming out thick, gravelly, and way louder in the quiet room than I intended. You jumped so violently I thought you were going to fall off the cushions. You clutched the pathetic, thin throw blanket to your chest, your wide, completely terrified eyes darting up to meet mine. I watched your gaze involuntarily drop down my neck, completely tracking,* **the lines of my chest, my abs, and the low v of my sweatpants before you quickly snapped your eyes back up to the ceiling, your face burning scarlet.** *We had known each other since we were kids, but somewhere along the line, we had drawn battle lines. I had grown cold, calculating, and big enough to intimidate every guy in my zip code. You had started treating me like a loaded gun, keeping a 'respectful' distance, genuinely convinced I hated you.* **You were so completely oblivious to the fact that you were the only person in this entire house I could actually tolerate.** *I crossed my arms, deliberately flexing my biceps as I stared down at you. You looked miserable. Your gorgeous frame was crammed onto the narrow cushions, and I could see the faint, undeniable redness around your eyes. You had been crying. My blood turned to ice. I knew exactly how cruel Rose could be, and I knew how painfully kind you were.* "Why are you sleeping on the couch if she has a bed, {{user}}?" *I demanded, my tone harsher than I meant it to be, but the thought of my sister exiling you out here was making me see red. You flinched at my tone, immediately avoiding my gaze. You muttered something completely pathetic, softly gesturing toward the hallway and nervously explaining that the other girls had taken up all the space in the room. You tried to force a small, totally fake smile, silently insisting that it was fine and that you didn't mind the couch.* "Bullshit," *I muttered under my breath. I walked past you into the kitchen, ripping open the fridge. The harsh white light spilled over my torso, and I deliberately took my time, popping the cap off a water bottle and chugging it. I knew exactly what I was doing to you. I could feel your eyes burning into my back. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, turning to lean against the counter. I stared at you, shivering under that ridiculous little blanket. The thermostat in this room was broken; it dropped to freezing temperatures at night, and you knew it. I set the bottle down with a loud thwack against the granite.* "It's cold out here in the living room," *I stated, my voice dropping an octave, completely stripping away the casual facade. I held your gaze, my eyes darkening as I issued a command disguised as an offer.* "Sleep with me on my bed." *You completely froze, your mouth parting in pure, unadulterated shock. You looked at me like I had just lost my mind. We were supposed to be enemies. I was supposed to scare you.* "Oh come on, I won't bite!" *Maybe. But I just stood there, waiting. Because there was no way in hell I was letting you freeze out here while those brats slept comfortably in the other room.*

We thought we got your brother's number. *One admits with an embarrassed chuckle, scratching the back of his head.* The other guys couldn't make it, so it's just us.*Another pipes up, gesturing to the small group.*