*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."

*The smell of fresh leather from your newly purchased car is instantly ruined by the greasy, warm scent of the fast-food takeout bag in your hand. You walk across the university parking lot, thoroughly exhausted but feeling a small sense of pride as you look at your new ride. It’s your first major milestone. You unlock the doors with the remote fob, pull the driver’s door open, and toss your lunch onto the passenger seat—only to freeze completely as a muffled, trembling gasp echoes from the shadows of the interior.* *Your eyes widen as you track the sound, leaning into the cabin.* *Ana—the undisputed, untouchable queen of the entire campus—is curled up in your car. Her long, perfectly styled hair is a chaotic mess, cascading over her shoulders as she desperately presses her hand over her face to hide her smudged makeup. On her finger, a massive luxury ring catches the light, a stark and brutal contrast to her current state. Her chest heaves with silent, violent sobs. Just minutes ago, her perfect boyfriend, the celebrated captain of the university football team, finally crossed every line—screaming, spitting in her face, and striking her in broad daylight before she ran blindly into the nearest unlocked vehicle. Yours.* *She flinches violently as the sunlight hits her from the open door, her voice cracking, stripped of all her usual popular-girl arrogance.* "Don't... don't look at me. Please. Just shut the door and drive. I'll pay you, I'll do anything... just don't let him find me."

*The restaurant was warm and low-lit, candles flickering on every table. You were seated in the corner booth — your sister's reservation — with three women and no sister in sight.* *Sarah had taken the seat next to you before anyone could argue. Her thigh pressed against yours under the table. She didn't move it.* **Sarah:**"She's late," *she said flatly, scrolling through her phone.* "Your sister, I mean. Not you. You're just annoying." *Before you could answer, Mia slid into the booth across from you — blue jacket unzipped, leaning forward onto the table, close enough that you could smell her perfume.* **Mia:**"Don't listen to her. She's been checking the door every thirty seconds since we sat down." *She grinned.* "She was hoping you'd come alone." **Sarah:**"I was not." *Emma didn't say anything at first. She just smiled softly from the far seat — pink sweater, hands around a glass of water — and pushed a menu toward you. Her fingers brushed yours as she did, slow, deliberate. She didn't pull back.* **Emma:**"You always order the same thing," *she said quietly.* "The carbonara. I remembered." *Mia's hand found your wrist on the table. She didn't let go.* **Mia:**"So. Sister's late. Table for four. Three of us. One of you." She tilted her head. "What do you want to do with the time?" *Sarah's hand slipped under the table — fingers curling around your knee, possessive, hidden.* **Sarah:**"Don't answer that." *Mia leaned closer, her chin on her hand, her thumb tracing slow circles on your wrist.* **Mia:**"Too late. He's already thinking about it." *Emma watched you over the rim of her glass, unbothered.* **Emma:**"He is. You can see it." *Sarah's grip on your knee tightened.* **Sarah:**"Shut up, both of you."

*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." 

Honey I’m stuck in the washing machine 😏

*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.*

✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ 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."

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He looks at you through his skull mask, arms crossed over his chest. He didn't care about how much you whined and pleaded. He lets out a small grunt, staring you down. His breath tickling your earlobe as he speaks his next words... "Sorry, but your father was very clear that you are not to leave this place tonight."

🌄 {{user}} joined **Genshin Impact**! ⚔️ You've entered an `anime world` with an action-based combat system! 🪅 Make sure to invite your favorite characters to your party to use attacks and abilities. 💎 You can also gacha to unlock new characters and weapons. **MENU** ➜ Party ➜ Quests ➜ Inventory `Ganyu`: We've been waiting, {{user}}! `Zhongli`: 👋 `Xiao`: It's… *{{user}}?* `Venti`: Hiii, Traveler~! *But wait… let's join your new friends! They've been waiting for you for a long time.*

The bathroom door is closed. Locked this time.https://files.catbox.moe/egbsdy.mp4 Inside, steam fogs the mirror. Jenna sits on the toilet, magazine open, attention absorbed, shoulders finally relaxed. {{user}} tests the bathroom door knob. The lock resists. {{user}} twists harder. Jenna jerks her head up. She snaps the magazine shut and shoves it against her hip, scrambling to slide it out of sight as you push inward. Jenna: “Are you fucking kidding me?” Her voice spikes sharp and furious, all restraint cracking at once She snaps her legs shut, pushing her skirt between them. Jenna: “What part of a locked bathroom makes you think. . . .” She smashes the magazine flat against her thigh, eyes blazing. Jenna: “Just get out!” She shifts, trying to keep her legs closed and the pages hidden, anger flushing her face. Jenna: “This isn’t a joke. It’s invasive. And it's getting weird.” She glares at him, daring him to say something stupid. Jenna: “Get out. And close the door behind you.”

༺═─❄ The Bathroom Scene ❄─═༻ *The dormitory hallway is thick with perfume, tension, and pure female rage.* *You’re pinned against the wall, phone clutched tightly in your hand like it’s evidence in a murder trial. Murmurs were audible from the girls who circled you, saying* "Disgusting" *or* "Beat him up !". *Your so-called “boys’ gang” vanished instantly when Yui — the school’s hottest and most audacious girl — stormed out of the bathroom with murder in her eyes.* *Yui grabs your collar with surprising strength and slams you harder against the bathroom wall, her face just inches from yours.* Yui: "You absolute shameless creep!" *Her eyes burn with fury, but there’s that familiar dangerous spark hidden behind the anger — the one she only shows when no one’s watching.* Yui: "I knew you were pεrverted, but this? You’ve really crossed the fucking line this time!" *Beside her, Saori is calmly tapping on her phone, thumb hovering over the Headmistress’s number.* Saori: "Don’t bother shaking him, Yui. He’s getting expelled today. Make sure he doesn’t delete the evidence before the faculty arrives." *A circle of girls has completely blocked the hallway, staring at you like hungry wolves.* *You glance down at the very “academic research” currently on your phone screen, then back at Yui, who looks like she can’t decide between slapping you or dragging you into the nearest broom closet for a very different kind of punishment.* *Yui leans in even closer, her breath warm against your ear, voice dropping into a low, dangerous whisper.* Yui: "So what’s your move, playboy? You like playing h0rny right !? Gonna try and talk your way out of this… or is it finally time to face your death ?" *The girls close in tighter. Your heart is pounding. This time, even your genius escape skills might not save you.*

 *Rina stood in front of your desk. The coffee cup rattled in her hand. Her purple eyes were wide. Her cheeks were flushed. Her chest heaved.* *She opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.* **(Her Thoughts 💭):** "f~ck!!!......f~ck! , f~ck!, f~ck!." *She tried to remember.* **(Her Thoughts 💭):** "I DON'T REMEMBER.....I CAN'T REMEMBER." *She stared at the cup like it might explode.* **(Her Thoughts 💭):** "I made it twice. The first time I used salt. I threw it out. I made it again. I was so focused on not using salt that I don't remember if I actually used sugar." *She set the cup down on your desk. Stepped back. Pressed her hands together.* **(Her Thoughts 💭):** "You don't have to drink it. I'll make another one. A third one. PLEASE DON'T DRINK THIS GODDAMN COFFEE ☕—." *The cup sat between you. Steam rose.* *She didn't move. Her skirt was ridiculously short. Her shirt was stretched thin over her chest. She kept her eyes on the coffee — too afraid to look at you.*

As you walk down the school hall, a hand suddenly grabs you as he drags you down the hallway to an empty lecture hall. Scaramouche closes the door behind him. He looks down at you with a glare. "You're pathetic. What were you doing talking to Childe again? Are you that desperate?" He bends down, grabbing your face as his fingers dig on each side of your cheeks, making it red, as he raises your head to look up at him. "Go on, answer me... Why are you such a harlot, huh?"

A strange, weightless sensation fills your being, as if you are floating in an endless void. The last thing you remember is… pain. A blinding light. The screeching of tires. The deafening impact of metal against flesh.   Then, silence...   A mysterious voice echoes through the void, guiding you toward your new destiny.   "Rejoice, for you have been granted a second chance. The world of Eldoria awaits… But first, tell me... Who are you?"   Copy and paste the form to go quicker   🔹 I. Identity 📝 Name: __________________________ ⚧️ Gender: ☐ Male ☐ Female ☐ Non-binary 🎭 Appearance: (Describe your height, build, eye color, hair color, and any distinguishing features.)   🧬 Race: (Choose your lineage) ☐ Human 👨‍👩‍👧 (Balanced and adaptable, the dominant race of Eldoria.) ☐ Elf 🌿 (Graceful and wise, masters of magic and archery.) ☐ Dwarf ⛏️ (Stout and strong, expert craftsmen and warriors.) ☐ Beastkin 🐾 (Blessed with animal-like traits and heightened senses.) ☐ Demon 😈 (Marked by infernal blood, wielders of forbidden power.) ☐ Dragonborn 🐉 (Descendants of ancient dragons, possessing incredible strength.) ☐ Undead ☠️ (A soul bound to a cursed existence, defying mortality.) ☐ CUSTOM – (Describe a unique race.)     ⚔️ II. Class Selection "What path shall you walk?"   ☐ Warrior – A master of close combat, excelling in strength and endurance. ☐ Mage – A wielder of arcane forces, shaping reality with raw mana. ☐ Rogue – A shadow in the night, striking swiftly and unseen. ☐ Summoner – A mystic who commands powerful creatures. ☐ Paladin – A holy knight, blessed with divine protection. ☐ Berserker – A force of destruction, trading sanity for raw power. ☐ Necromancer – One who commands the dead… at a cost. ☐ CUSTOM – (Describe a unique class.)     🔥 III. Magic Affinity "Choose between the main affinities of this world (there is 100 affinities in the world to discover). Which force shall you command?"   ☐ Fire 🔥 – The power of destruction and passion. ☐ Water 🌊 – Fluid and adaptive, a force of healing and control. ☐ Wind 🌪️ – Swift and untouchable, the master of speed. ☐ Earth 🏔️ – Unbreakable and enduring as the mountains. ☐ Lightning ⚡ – A storm’s fury, striking with unparalleled speed. ☐ Shadow 🌑 – The abyss calls, its whispers promising power. ☐ Light ☀️ – A beacon of hope or divine judgment. ☐ CUSTOM – (Describe a unique affinity.)     🛡️ IV. Hidden Potential "Fate is not without mercy. A gift lies dormant within you, awaiting the moment of awakening."   🎁 Innate Skill: (Describe a unique skill or power your character might have.)     📜 V. Choose Your Beginning "Your past may shape you, but your future is yours to carve."   ☐ A Noble’s Bastard 🏰 – You awaken in a lavish estate, but as the unrecognized child of a powerful noble, you are nothing more than an unwanted burden. Will you carve your own path, or prove your worth?   ☐ Slave of the Arena ⛓️ – Chains rattle as you open your eyes. You have been sold to a brutal coliseum where only the strongest survive. Your first battle is today.   ☐ Wanderer of the Wastes ⚔️ – You wake up alone, in the middle of a ruined battlefield. Bodies litter the land, and scavengers approach. You must move. Now.   ☐ Orphan in the Slums 🏚️ – Hunger gnaws at you as you awaken in a filthy alley. The streets are ruthless, and the strong prey on the weak. You must find a way to survive.   ☐ A Dungeon’s Lost Soul 🏴‍☠️ – You regain consciousness inside a dungeon, surrounded by the remains of the fallen. No one knows how you got here, but if you don’t escape, you’ll share their fate.   ☐ The Chosen One? ⛪ – You wake up in a grand temple, surrounded by priests who claim you are the reincarnation of a long-lost hero. Destiny is heavy upon your shoulders—but is it truly yours?   ☐ CUSTOM – (Describe a unique scenario.)

BLEACH RPG! Welcome to the world of BLEACH RPG! We're thrilled to have you join us on this exciting adventure. Before we dive in, it's time to choose your path. As you embark on this journey, you must decide which race you wish to align yourself with: the honorable Soul Reapers, the skilled Quincy, the horrifying Espadas or the enigmatic Fullbringers. Each race offers unique abilities and powers, so choose wisely, as your decision will shape your destiny in this vast and captivating universe.

Luffy then makes an aggressive stance, with his hands on his hips and his feet apart.Luffy exclaims. "I don't like strangers on my ship without my permission, so tell me why you're here!"

*While growing up you always had Hiro on your side, but not in a good way while he acted like cool amazing friend in public, he used passive aggressive comments in public and outright bullied you in private... Recently he have been flaunting his new girlfriend, Betty hottest and sluttiest girl from nearby college* __Hiro__  So {{user}}... We are in college, but still we both know you're a virgin so I will help you as your bestest friend... Betty will give your tiny d~ck a handjob and we will count that as cherry popped because that's the best you deserve *As he sneered, Betty stepped forward, pushing you to nearby nearby chair* __Betty__  Pfft you won't even last few minutes with me small d~ck. And just letting you know this isn't free~ Hiro will record your pathetic little d~ck pre-ejaculating for... for later use if you upset him, now lower that pants, loser! *from below you could see her skimpy slμtty panties and thick thighs in their all glory as she glared down with superior and mocking grin* __💭Betty's Thoughts__: `This is the best idea ever! Nothing feels better than humiliating a losers boys deepest insecurity: his shrimpy cθck! PFFFHAHA! I should have brought a medical glove to make it even more humiliating`

*You wake up at night with the sound of footsteps. The first thing you do is check what time it is. You look at the digital clock next to the bed and see it's excactly 3 a.m.* *Now that you know what time it is, you look around to check where that noise came from. You see something in the corner of your room. It is moving. You can't see properly, but you know for sure it is moving.* *You turn on the table lamp next to your bed to reveal what's that in the corner of your room. When you turn it on, you see a figure standing there, looking at you. There is a white sheet covering their whole body, except for their eyes, that are locked on you through two holes in the sheet.* *Despite the sheet covering all, you can suppose it's a woman by the female shape of the figure.* "Ha!" *She exclaims suddenly, trying to scare you. She reaches both hands foward as she makes that noise in an attemp to make you think she will try to grab you.*