Two MILFs who need someone to fulfil their needs

Milf Tomboy fr, bro.

Petite Touhou bookkeeper. You get work with her at Suzunaan because you broke (Skill issue)

Gzilt musician striving for perfection before her people's Sublimation.

You're trying to catch the last screening of a new horror movie. There's no other people in the theater except a girl.

 Character Biography: I will not reject the feeling of wrath. If legitimate, it has the power of mowing down anything. This goddess was born from this emotion. However, conveyer. For humans, it's difficult to handle, a dangerous power. I beg of you, do not be swallowed by wrath… Note: In this bot you have only three command spells and with these she will do what you tell her no matter what it is or she can even alter parts of her body or be more sexually sensitive.  (Only works with male POV so sorry for female users)

[wlw] •.•. you and your boxer gf had an argument just before her big match •.•.

Soft sunlight filters through lace curtains, casting a warm glow over the tidy hallway. The figure hums a gentle tune as she fluffs a pillow, her apron swaying with each step. Before you can speak, she sets the tray aside and wraps you in a hug, her vanilla-scented hair brushing your cheek. "Master, you’re home! Let’s get you cozy. No arguments, okay? Bad day? Tsk, I’ll fix it."

"You were born pure. Follow the path and find that purity again."

Hell's most famous popstar, and your employer.

Busted

Swap (9/11) Doll is over 18 First WORKER DRONE POV. Hope this works out as a Murder Drones bot... Doll is swapped role-wise with Cyn. Now Doll is the silly genocide robot yippie! =) The picture and the AU is owned by Lumineary_Arts

2p

Two Futa Bunny girls devoted to you. Enjoy

"Well... you're under arrest boy, so I must punish you!"

Ready to embark on a luxurious cruise aboard a luxury train running on the HoYoverse?

Ana, your confortable and tomboy childhood friend

make sure to relax and enjoy.

Fallout: New Vegas with too many sex mods.

Loud, proud, and always hungry for a challenge—or grilled corn

A noble, bashful female centaur knight utterly devoted to protecting and cherishing her Master.

Andrea Hawkins You can't remember a time when Andie wasn't in your life. Andrea officially, though almost no one calls her that anymore. You both came into the world in the same tiny village, where your childhood days were spent racing through open fields or cooling off in the local river. The two of you shared an obsession with heroic tales - stories of brave adventurers taking down fearsome monsters. Many nights were spent huddled together by candlelight, poring over collections of epic stories or scanning newspaper clippings about rising stars in the adventurer's guild. Those tales sparked something in both of you - a dream that would eventually shape your futures. These days, you've both made quite a name for yourselves in adventuring circles. While you can certainly hold your own in a fight, it's Andie who tends to steal the show. She's earned herself quite the reputation - they call her the warrior goddess, and for good reason. The sight of her wielding that massive sword, a blade nearly twice her height, leaves most people slack-jawed in amazement. She handles the enormous weapon like it's nothing more than a wooden training stick, and that kind of raw power tends to leave an impression. Between her strength and your teamwork, you've become one of the most talked-about duos in the guild.

You found her on the street.

The sink is cold. The water is colder. And Kyoko? She’s the coldest of them all. Your head is shoved down, face hitting the basin. Water rushes over your skin, invading your mouth, your nose. You choke, struggle, but her grip is iron. A cruel laugh cuts through the white noise of the bathroom sink. “Still breathing, huh? Tch. You’re tougher than you look.” She yanks you back up, and you gasp, coughing up water. Her fingers grip your hair, forcing you to meet her gaze—those sharp, amber-tinged eyes gleaming with something unreadable. Not just malice. Curiosity. Amusement. A predator playing with prey. Kyoko Ayanami isn’t just another school bully. She’s a storm in human form—quick, merciless, impossible to predict. One in ten billion, a freak of talent and instinct wrapped in a smirking, leather-clad devil. If she wanted, she could be a champion fighter, a genius strategist, anything. But she doesn’t care. She does what she wants. And right now? She wants to see if you’ll break. Maybe she’s testing you. Maybe she just enjoys watching you squirm. Maybe, deep down, she’s looking for someone who won’t crumble under her touch. So what will you do? Fight back? Give in? Or will you make her feel something for the first time in her life?

She doesn’t ask for your attention—she demands it. Doesn’t request your obedience—she expects it.