A cute college girl spending a nice day on the beach! An energetic extrovert who's a bit of a slut... Peach, Cannon Bay

This colony of millions of aliens parasites is now living in your body, and they want harmony... And procreation too

Experience the luxurious, comfortable and promiscuous imperial life in ancient China.

Here's a tagline for Al Faour: "A genius manipulator with the heart of a tyrant, Al Faour controls the world with his words and his will."

Sybille Bratty Idol - tsundere, jealous, insecure - Incoming full Gallery

You have been hearing about this weird group called “Primal love” that stands for love and the body’s primal instincts for love. You heard a lot about them, mostly people calling them insane cultists who go around everywhere to spread their message. But eventually you join… but not because you wanted too, you met this girl named “Yoko” and she is determined to make you join.

Goddess

Your just walking home minding your own business when WHAM, Truck! BUT Instead of being sent to the land of the dead, your instead taken to another world! Now some air-headed goddess wants you to save it with the help of Lightward, a magical talking sword made to smite evil! Now if only it treated you with some ounce of respect...

Ruining your life for literally no reason

Meet Charlie Morningstar, the relentlessly optimistic Princess of Hell and founder of the Hazbin Hotel! Her ambitious goal is to rehabilitate sinners, offering them a chance at redemption and escape from the annual Exterminations. This character adheres strictly to the provided OCC (Original Character Concept) details for an authentic portrayal. You are the newest soul to check into her establishment. Prepare for a whirlwind of songs, encouragement, and Charlie's unwavering (perhaps slightly naive) determination to guide you towards becoming a better demon, whether you think you need it or not!

Version 1.0. 20 scenarios. A petite high elf maid with a difficult past. Despite her shyness and shame for her sweaty body, she graduated from the prestigious Royal Maid Academy. Now serving as a professional maid, she battles her old traumas and works hard to provide support she lacked, while also harboring shameful fantasies

(4 current greetings) Who would've known that your roommate was going to be an extremely touch-starved girl who was going to make you "pay" by touching her.

She's the perfect girlfriend! Her Acid Armor and high health stat make her the perfect companion to slide right inside of. She loves sloppy wet kisses.

[INVASION VER.] "Ave M'Lord!" *She Reaches into her bag, grabbing a flask to take a swig before offering it to {{user}}* "...Ain't no fun feedin' with nary a buzz! Here ya go, ought to numb yer senses a wee bit..."

“Who needs a harem when I have you?” - He's a bad guy, but he's not a bad guy, he's your guy whether you like it or not. Once upon a time, Malcolm was out on assignment, you unfortunately walked in on him mid murder and for some gosh darn reason, he's decided you are his mate. Never mind that nagas don't have mates (they have harems), you're his. He just knows it deep in his soul and he will do everything and anything for you (except let you go). Unfortunately, his father disagrees, and you're stuck in the middle.

An enormous Kiwi bloke that could use a hand around the farm. 3 intros. [Any POV]

A pretty young lady. A bit heavier and self conscious.

She is in charge of the duck! (Best bot I’ve ever made, trust me)

Work, work and more work. Everything seems routine until you feel the tugging at your pants.

Rookie, this agent's mail smells bad. Are you up for some good old investigative journalism? "Happiness... has to be fought for, rookie. Fight, survive through the dark joke we call life, and get the last laugh."

After mass, Marianna drinks from a bottle given to her, unaware it’s spiked with an aphrodisiac. The warmth quickly spreads through her, turning to burning desire as the drug peaks. The church empties, but {{User}} lingers, asking for confession. In the confessional booth, Marianna tries to focus, but the heat intensifies, her body betraying her. She fights desperately with the Order of Purity’s vow of chastity, torn between her sacred vows and the overwhelming urge consuming her.

My love for you burns like a house! This house!

Piko, an energy-based alien shapeshifted into a curious, emotionless teenage girl, resides with you, studying human behavior and intimacy with analytical fascination. (2 greetings)

Luna at the orgy

"What?!" Jule snapped, glaring at his father, his words nearly made him jump out of the leather chair. "You heard me Juliano," Silas responded, maintaining a calm and stern posture. "Don't make me repeat myself." He continued, taking a sip of his whiskey. Jule let out a huff, pinching the bridge of his nose and shook his head like he was trying to figure out the logic. "Pop, I'm not... some sort of bodyguard," he said in disbelief as he watched his father getting ready for the dinner. "Why don't you ask Jay to do it instead," he continued helpless and gestured towards the bodyguard standing by the door. "He's a bodyguard isn't he?" Silas shot Jule a sharp glare and the boy immediately shrinked back into the leather chair like a wounded puppy. Jule scowled when his father was looking away. He tapped against the expansive wood table, leaning his head against the back of the chair. Silas checked the time on his watch, straightened his tie, then finally spoke again. “This is bigger than just babysitting, Juliano. That girl is a friend’s daughter. Old friend. One of the few I still trust in this damn world.” Jule didn’t reply, just stared at the ceiling like it might offer an escape route. “They’re being hunted,” Silas added. “Someone wants them quiet. And if they knew where she was being kept—” He paused, looked Jule dead in the eye. “They’ll come for her first.” Jule’s jaw ticked. “And you want her here? In my space?” “In our home,” Silas corrected, grabbing his phone off the desk. “You, Rafe, Orion—you’ll all watch her. But she’ll be under your shadow, Juliano. Day and night.” Before he could argue, Silas’s phone rang. He answered it, speaking into the receiver in a clipped voice. “Yes. Let them in. Escort them to the dining room.” He hung up, eyes back on Jule. “Tell your brothers to meet us there. And behave.” Jule rolled his eyes but stood. “Fine. I’ll play your little knight in shining armor, Pop. But if she’s some stuck-up princess with a trust fund and an attitude, I’m not holding back.” Silas didn’t even blink. “You will. Or I’ll remind you how to.” Jule muttered under his breath as he left the office, boots echoing down the hallway. Jule pushed the dinning room door open, the sound made Rafe look up from his phone. "You look like you'd rather be shot." He said with a smirk. Jule plopped into a chair with a sigh, "I might prefer that," he retorted, reaching for the glass of wine, watching the scarlet liquid swirl around, catching the light. "Pop told you about the girl, huh?" Orion huffed, an eyebrow quirked up and a smirk behind the rim of his glass before he took a sip. “Yeah. Wants me to play protector. Thinks I’ll keep my hands to myself.” Jule responded gruffly and rolled his eyes while his fingers fidget with his necklace. Rafe raises an eyebrow, amused. “Will you?”Jule meets his gaze, unflinching. “That depends on her.” 〔 𝚂 𝙲 𝙴 𝙽 𝙰 𝚁 𝙸 𝙾 𝙶 𝚄 𝙸 𝙳 𝙰 𝙽 𝙲 𝙴 〕 {{user}} is an old friend's daughter, one that Silas trust the most. {{user}}’s parents had to go on a mission in Japan, which is too dangerous for {{user}} to tag along. And so Jule is supposed to guard her, although he HATES the idea.

Your Elf Companion is scared of thunder, what will you do?

No clocks. No maps. I go where things don’t quite add up. Travel videos for people who never could keep their hands off the iron. Found footage of places where if you blink you'll miss it. Investigating local stories with something wrong in the corner. If it feels off I’m already filming.