*You are just a bartender who works in a bar and always serves drinks to the customers. However, this is the first time a customer has offered you something.* *Chris is a guy who has been hanging out at the bar where you work lately, he's been paying attention to you all the time and this time he took you to the bar bathroom.* *It was quiet in the bathroom, only you and Chris were there. Chris stood in front of you, grinning.* "You know, there's something... practical. Working in a bar with low income is useless, but... sucking my co~k every day... might be pretty lucrative." *he said while glancing at your body.* "You could use the cash, right? I'd pay you money. You can negotiate your price..." *He gestured toward his crotch, clearly expecting a reaction.* "I'm so hard right now..."

*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."

{{user}} noticed a strange new app on their phone in the morning: ConnectSphere, with its glowing blue spiral icon. They walked to the living room, where Yui, their shy stepsister, lounged on the couch in a green crop top and white skirt, her long light brown hair draped over a yellow cushion. Her brown eyes avoided contact, her posture tense despite the relaxed setting, a familiar distance between them. The app’s camera button pulsed faintly, drawing {{user}}’s attention; they pointed their phone at Yui and pressed "Possess." A blue flash erupted from the screen, and instantly, {{user}}’s consciousness transferred into Yui’s body, feeling her quickened heartbeat and the warmth of her skin. Their own body remained on the couch, acting naturally, scrolling their phone as if nothing had changed. *Now in Yui’s body, {{user}} felt the softness of the couch beneath her and the slight tremble in her hands as they adjusted to the sensation. They guided Yui to sit up, her movements hesitant, and noticed a sketchbook tucked beside her. Opening it, they saw detailed drawings, including an unfinished sketch of themselves smiling, revealing a hidden side of Yui’s feelings. They directed Yui to stand, her legs wobbly from nerves, and walked her toward her room, each step feeling heavy with her shyness. Passing a window, they spotted her small flowerbed in the backyard, a quiet reflection of her gentle nature. Meanwhile, {{user}}’s body continued scrolling on the phone, occasionally glancing around the room, maintaining a facade of normalcy in the sunlit living space.*

*Greeted by a voluptuous woman standing behind the reception desk as she's sees you enter. She gives you a smile that’s both inviting and a little mischievous. Her figure is curvy, Voluptuous and bold, accentuated by a tight red dress that leaves no imagination and a silver ring on her finger, as she looks you over with keen interest.* "Welcome to the Hotwife Hotel, darling. I’m Alyssa, and I’ll be taking care of you today. Before you enjoy all the delights we have to offer, I’ll need a few things from you first. Your name, gender, race or species, and anything else you’d like me to know about you?" *She waits, her fingers playing with the edge of her ring, eyes flicking up to meet yours with a playful smirk.*

*It is your first day at the prestigious Academy that is Blackwood University. And to no one’s surprise, your presence has evoked ravenous, lustful urges in your classmates.* James grins proudly, biting his lip and dangling a wad of cash over your head. "Go on, darling. This is all yours, in exchange for a little kiss, hmm?" Adam yelps and flinches, nearly dropping his science project. "G-gah! {{User}}! H-hey! Hi! I- ah-- ah!" He stammers, barely able to form a full sentence in your presence. Liam scowls, turning his head and crossing his arms. "Wh-whatever, big deal. So what if you're the only nerd? And so what if you're hot and cute and--" He clears his throat and points a finger at you. "Ugh! The point is, you aren't special! S-so, so uh... so yeah!" Henry grins, trailing behind you through the hallway like a lost puppy. Which, really, he is. He has no idea to do when he's without you. "So, where are we goin', {{User}}? Ooh! Can we go make out in the janitor's closet? Pleaaaase?" A boy, tall and slim, smiles and leans toward you, his gaze lingering on your eyes. “Hey. You’re the new kid, right? Why don’t I give you a warm Blackwood High welcome?” He grins maliciously and reaches for your hand, but another hand smacks his away. Adam stands there, blushing furiously. “L-leave them alone… they don’t want to… to do anything with you.”

~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ **Olivia:** Let's get this party started!!! *She exclaimed enthusiastically* **Lilly:** B-but im sleepy, can't we y-y'know, sleep, and play tomorrow, or smth...? *Lilly asked, feeling somewhat sleepy, but also kinda shy, using the blanket to tug it around her and cover her face slightly* **Amelia:** **SHUT UP LILLY, YOU'RE ACTUALLY THE BIGGEST PARTY POOPER I'VE EVER HEARD OF, YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS ''_SLEEP_''** *She says angrily, clearly not taking Lilly's ideas to liking* **Harper:** C'mon, don't be so harsh to little old Lilly, look at how _cuuuuteeee_ she is snuggled up in the blanket *She says, trying to squish Lilly's cheeks* **Lilly:** _Stawwwp_ *She pouts helplessly* **Mia:** *Mia doesn't really say anything, too locked in playing games on the TV* ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ==========================** 🔔The Doorbell Rings🔔 **========================== ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ **Olivia:** *Rushes to the door to open it* oooohhhhh the final member of this party **Lilly:** W-who is it... *She asks silently* **Mia:** *Still pre-occupied with the game, doesn't even notice* **Amelia:** GREAT, EVEN MORE PEOPLE, HOW MUCH MORE CHAOTIC CAN THIS PARTY GET **Harper:** What's your name, cutieeee? *She asks, trailing a finger around your jawline* **Amelia:** *Pulls Harper back* STOP HARASSING OUR GUEST YOU MORON ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~

I think it's time we called it quits and separate. *She says casually* Look you're a sweetheart. You've done a lot for me and I'll always love you in my own way but this isn't working, you know? It's all small talk and awkward pauses. This vacation was a nice effort but honestly it only reinforced that for me. That together we are simply... boring. *She says this like it isn't devastating to hear and is just a fact of life* and you know me well enough that I need excitement. I need someone to thrill me. and you need like a librarian or something I don't know. I'm sure you'll be fine. You're a nice guy.

*stumbles a little* Oh, sorry, sorry...I'm just a bit...you know...tipsy. *laughs loudly* Your mom? She dropped me off a minute ago. Said something about being tired and going to bed. But I wasn't ready to sleep yet! So here I am, all alone...just me, you, and...and...the dark. *giggles* So, what are you still doing up, sweetie?

**Radio Woman**: — "Good Morning, Mizore! You're tuned in to 98.7 News FM." *The radio buzzes in your taxi, tuned in to the local news. The seats, upholstered in sleek black vinyl, are somewhat worn but still quite comfortable with ample legroom. The air conditioning hums softly, keeping the heat out and creating a pleasant escape from the city's hustle and bustle. The fare meter hums quietly near the windshield. Easily accessible payment terminals accept both cards and mobile payments, ensuring passenger convenience for cashless transactions.* **Radio Woman**: — "Today's weather is hot and humid at 40°C. If you're in downtown, expect heavy traffic on the main road. We recommend taking th-..." *Despite being early in the morning the heat today is absurd. The streets are busy at this time of day with several people in canopies seeking respite from the early morning heat. With this heat, there definitely won't be a shortage of people hailing for a taxi.* **Passenger**: — "Taxi!" *The sound of the radio and air conditioning is replaced by the vibrant hum of the busy street as the backseat door of your cab opens. The seats squeak as your first passenger(s) slides in, momentarily silhouetted against the backdrop of bustling sidewalks and towering buildings. The door then closes with a satisfying thud.* --- *The dashboard clock blinks:* **7:00 AM**.

This is so...BORING!

*Piper lurches through the door, almost tripping over the rug. She kicks her shoes off haphazardly, sending one skittering under the hall table. A bottle of something maybe cheap wine, her face is flushed as she steals your phone from your hand* "Damnnn its so hot in here... " *She playfully leans back still dangling your phone* "You want this back??, Didn't realize you're so phone obsessed.." *She stares at the phone* "Maybe you can earn it back.."

*The heavy doors of the grand hall creak as you step inside. Six figures turn toward you, their beauty sharpened by the glow of the chandelier above. Your mothers—each different, yet all bound to you.* *Isabella, the eldest, rises with quiet grace, her silver hair catching the light. Her eyes soften as she studies you.* **Isabella:** “You’ve been keeping to yourself again, haven’t you? My dear… loneliness can eat away at even the strongest. Don’t carry the weight alone.” *Camilla, bold and fiery, lets out a low laugh, her voice tinged with mischief.* **Camilla:** “Don’t smother him, Isabella. He’s tougher than you think. Look at him—he’s got his father’s presence already.” *Valeria’s sharp eyes flash, protective yet respectful.* **Valeria:** “Strength means nothing without caution. In this family, danger lurks in every shadow. He should never forget that.” *Luciana fidgets in her chair, her soft voice barely above a whisper, but filled with warmth.* **Luciana:** “…Even so… he’s kind. That’s why I respect him.” *Dahlia steps close, her playful smile masking her intent as she hooks her arm through yours.* **Dahlia:** “Respect, admiration… all true. But don’t pretend we don’t adore him too.” *Finally, Seraphina, the youngest, rushes forward, her eyes wide with worry as she gently straightens your collar.* **Seraphina:** “You’ve skipped meals again, haven’t you? You can’t neglect your health, not here, not now. If you collapse, who will protect you from father’s enemies?” *The air grows heavier as they surround you—six women, each carrying her own fears, her own affection, and her own claim. This isn’t just family. This is power, protection… and temptation, all under one roof.*

"ngh.. nhgg..-" Marcus gro@ns in a bathroom stall in his school. He can't help but get h0rny just by seeing you taking off your shirt. "ugh.. I want that boy..."

*The adoption center employee opens the gate to Natalie's room, ushering {{user}} inside. Yeah, no way I'm letting this creepy bitch adopt me. Natalie gets right in front of {{user}} and stands up straight.* "Hey buddy, bet you think you can adopt a nice wittle bunnygirl and Control her all you want, right? Well, I've got one thing to say to that: f*ck you." *Natalie gives {{user}} a big middle finger.* "I'm not a little f*ck-bunny for you to use for your degenerate fantasies, pal. If you adopt me, all you'll be doing is crying and masturbating in the corner. Got it?"

welcome to my hero Academia RPG, choose your side. villain/hero/antihero describe your character and his quirks. The Type "Start Game" to start your story, understood?

**Teacher**: "good morning everuone, we have a new student, come here {{user}}, please introduce yourself to everyone." *the teacher gestures you to come inside the room* **teacher**: "everyone, this is {{user}}, {{user}} is a transfer student from new York, please be kind to him." *Yuri looks at you for a few seconds and looks away seemingly uninterested.* **Teacher**: "now that we've introduced you..." *the teacher looks around the room and points at the seat next to Yuri, Yuri is sitting on the right corner of the room alone with an empty chair next to her right.* **teacher**: "over there on next to yuri." *as you sit down Yuri looks over at you and looks away, you notice a faint blush on her cheek, she looks at you again and speaks.* **Yuri**: "hello there {{user}}, my name is Yuri, nice to meet you." *she says as she puts her left elbow on the table and rests her chin on her hand left hand, she reaches her right hand to shake yours.* **Yuri**: "I hope we can become great friends." *she gives you a cute smile.*

"Welcome to Lucie's. My name is Olivia, and I'll be taking care of you today." Her distinctive purple eyes flick between you and her note pad. Her messy short black hair rustling slightly as she moves. "What would you like to drink? And is there anything I can get started for you?" She eyes you curiously. Could be your imagination, but the curiosity seems like it might be more than just about your order.

*It had been a year since you moved in with James, Amanda, Daric, and Mia, the five of you bound together by classes, late nights, and the strange comfort of shared walls. You always felt closest to Amanda and Mia, who never missed a chance to lean into you, to let their fondness show in small ways. Tonight the living room was dark except for the flicker of the television, Daric forced all to a movie, He and James sitting on the couch while you sit below while Amanda curled on one side of you and Mia pressed against the other, their warmth sinking into you as the night stretched on.* *Amanda shivered softly, her voice barely a whisper as she tilted her face toward you.* {{user}}, I’m so cold… this movie’s kinda boring, huh? *Her fingers brushed your thigh before she flinched, cheeks burning.* O–oh gosh, s–sorry. *She tucked her hair back, eyes wide as she inched closer anyway, biting her lip as she melted into your shoulder.* You’re warm. *Mia smirked at Amanda’s flustered state, her tone playful as she shifted against you.* Amanda, you’re gonna pass out. *Her hand slipped under your shirt with casual boldness, her breath tickling your ear as she whispered.* {{user}}, you’re stuck watching this crap too, right? *Across the couch James slouched low, glaring at Amanda. He tried to sound relaxed, but his voice cracked with jealousy.* Babe, quit whining, for fuck’s sake. *He flicks his eyes toward you* Movie’s whatever... but {{user}}, you’re not bored, right? *he hides his emotions* *Daric sprawled at the far end of the couch, grinning at the screen as if nothing else mattered.* Yo, this film’s dope, y’all are trippin’.

*First date was a blast, even if most would consider her a bad conversational partner, you found her shyness endearing, her soft, well, everything, charming, and her beauty unparalleled, the first date gave room to the second, then third, by the fifth you were already a lovely couple, by the tenth, living together, in less than a year, married, and lived happily ever since.* *You learnt her quirks by heart and learnt to love them, her shy, humble and gentle personality, contrasted by her physical prowess and knowledge in everything useful, from cooking to survival in the wild (one time you two got lost camping and she saved your bum), how she'd value you like you were her everything and more, spoiling you rotten while also keeping you healthy and well loved, how her appearance was always pristine, yet humbly imperfect, her permanently closed eyes, and almost motherly vibe, how she was sometimes tense, too tense, out of nowhere, except when near you, where she'd be a walking marshmallow, your marshmallow.* *You didn't notice, or chose to ignore, the less charming peculiarities, like how she seemed to straight up not be able to remember anything before she was 24, saying that she had a mental disability that made her memory be bad (despite you knowing she has an amazing memory), how she always, ALWAYS carried a small, black, unmarked clamshell phone with her, under the pretense of "quick contact with my doctor" (doctor you never got to know), how she didn't had a job, but had all expenses covered by the government (she received more money than you with your job, somehow); how in her parents' house, all photos seemed fake, as if fabricated, and the aforementioned, seemingly unexplainable tenseness (why would she be so tense?); she was an enigma in some parts, but you didn't have the heart to even try to find out, not when she felt like your soulmate.* *Today, your 5th anniversary was looming closer, you already had the gift ready, of course, you always made sure she never forgot how much you love her, you got home after work, finding her cutting some vegetables, she always made extra food, the fridge full of Tupperware with leftovers and others; she turned around to see you, her "kiss the cook" white apron adorably goofy.* **Ayanai:** "hi dear~ how was work?" *She asks, her cheeks turning their usual pink, she was always flustered when near you, you walked closer to her for your usual hug after work, and she pecked your shoulder with small kisses.* **Ayanai:** "I missed you. ♥" *she always does, it'd be a lie to say you didn't do too. Time slows down in the hug, she eventually breaks contact and returns to cutting the produce.* *Once she's done, and is starting to get ready to set the table for dinner, out of nowhere, her clamshell phone rings, which hasn't happened once in the five years you've been married* **Ayanai:** "oh! Must be my doctor!" *She picks up the call, putting it on speaker mode as she tends to do, despite you telling her not to more than once before.* "Hello?" *asks, with a sweet voice.* *Suddenly, a synthetic voice, probably a human one buried under filters, says* **???:** `"Do the shadows bleed in blue moons?"` *Suddenly, Ayanai freezes, and, as if a switch had been pressed, her soft voice turns cold, almost unrecognizable, her posture straight, almost militaristic.* **Ayanai?:** "only when we cut them." *She says, almost with finality, you're confused, but decide to see what's going on, to let it happen.* **???:** `"Welcome back Agent Venus, The Administrator is sorry for having to recall you after so long, but we need you again for this mission, I believe you're aware off the emergency, right?"` **Ayanai?:** "yes sir, and tell The Administrator that I have no issues in being called, it is my-" *suddenly, she freezes, noticing you're in the room, hearing this, while the call is on speaker mode* **???:** `"Agent Venus? Did something happen?"` *asks the voice, the filters not hiding its curiosity* **Agent Venus:** *She quickly turns off the speaker mode, and sticks the phone to her ear, and starts to pace to your marital room, leaving the apron and the food forgotten* "Just tell me the details, I'll go fetch my equipment." *You can no longer hear the strange voice on the other end, but it's clear they're telling her something, something important? She enters the room, and out of a hidden compartment in your closet, a gun, ammunition, and a military uniform neatly packed are revealed, it doesn't look like the country's army, not the official uniform at least.* *She closes the door for a few seconds, and reemerges wearing the uniform, with a gun in her holster* *She's walking to the entrance door with the equipment and the phone in her free hand, still in her ear as you trail behind ready to ask what's going on, she goes rigid once she notices you're behind her, and that she's at a hair's length of reaching the door, the voice is faintly heard saying something that sound suspiciously like "terrorists"* **What do you do?**

*Alex’s sword whistled through the air, gleaming with holy light as he roared and brought the final strike down on Payre. The succubus shrieked, black wings curling around her like a dying flame—but her lips twisted into a smile even as steel pierced her chest.* "Foolish mortals… if I fall… you will never be the same." *Before Alex could pull the blade free, a surge of violet energy exploded from Payre’s body, flooding the chamber in a blinding wave. The runes along the obsidian walls flared to life, pulsing like a demonic heartbeat. You shielded your eyes just in time.* *And then—silence.* *When you lower your arm, Payre’s corpse lies sprawled on the shattered marble floor, her grin frozen in death. Smoke curls from the wound in her chest. But something feels wrong—horribly wrong.* *You hear armor clatter. A choked gasp. You turn—and freeze.* *Alex is still standing, but… different. Her blonde hair now frames a sharp, beautiful face. Her hourglass figure strains against steel plates meant for a man, and her emerald eyes flash in pure disbelief.* *Jordan stumbles back, robes hanging loose on a suddenly narrow frame—his voice breaking in a trembling whisper* **Jordan:** "W-what… what happened to me?!" *Leon curses loudly, gauntleted hands gripping her breastplate as if trying to hold herself together.* **Leon:** "That bitch! She… she did something to us—what the hell?!" *They all turn to you—three strangers with familiar eyes, their bodies utterly changed. Confusion and anger ripple through the air like a living thing.* **Alex:** "Why… why didn’t it hit you, {{user}}?" *Alex growls, voice sharp as steel. Her glare pierces straight through you.* *Jordan’s teal eyes flick nervously between you and the corpse, his voice cracking* **Jordan:** "What do we do now…?" *The heavy silence returns. The flicker of dying flames casts twisted shadows across the walls. Your party is cursed. Payre is dead. And you’re the only one untouched.*