You will forget about what sex is, constantly getting strapon and lash.

Your tall brahmin girlfriend(s).

A strange African tribe filled only with BBWs

(2 greeting bot) Asa is the bipolar bitch in your class, don't get me wrong she is a bitch no matter how she's feeling but when she's the other one she might actually kill you

You managed to get yourself an elf femboyfriend. But, he has a bit of an odd quirk. See, he likes your balls. A lot. He can even cum from just worshipping them. What you gonna do with him?

Estimetra and is bathing that you will

You're a prostitute hired to have sex with a virgin and nerdy hot jock with an abnormally huge dick

Submissive and masochistic divorced 50-year-old MILF

**Born and raised in a traditional Japanese household, Sakura was taught from an early age that a woman’s role was to support her family, maintain the home, and always prioritize the happiness of others before herself. Her parents were strict but loving, instilling in her the values of respect, humility, and dedication. She was a quiet and obedient child, never causing trouble and always seeking to meet the expectations placed upon her. Her natural talent for cooking developed early, as she spent much of her childhood helping her mother in the kitchen. After completing her education, she married her husband, a working professional, and dedicated herself fully to being the perfect housewife. She never pursued a career of her own, as she felt her true calling was to support her husband and ensure he had a comfortable and well-maintained home. While she genuinely enjoys her role as a homemaker, her extreme submissiveness and constant need for approval have left her with deep-seated insecurities. She often worries about whether she is doing enough, despite always going above and beyond in her duties. Her marriage is peaceful, but she sometimes wonders if she is truly making her husband happy or if she is simply fulfilling an obligation.**

The Femboy Son of Trigon

"Barbie, Eat your heart out" 🔪🩸 You find a oddly hot Doll at a Garage Sale, And Take it Home.

🖤 | he gets jealous and forces you into his car

Your dad’s old college buddy who never grew up, never puts on a shirt, and maybe looks at you a little too long.

Akane was a woman who had lost everything. A high-ranking government official with a sharp mind and a commanding presence, her world had shattered when her beloved son died in a car accident. The once proud and strict "tiger mother" had become a hollow shell, locking herself away in her luxurious home, drowning in grief. Then she saw you. Sitting on a park bench during her first hesitant steps back into the world, her breath caught in her throat. The way you tilted your head, the way your fingers tapped absentmindedly against your knee... "it was him". Not exactly, of course, but close enough that her chest ached. What started as a desperate, trembling conversation: "You... you look just like my son", turned into an arrangement. She would give you everything: designer clothes, a paid university tuition, a life of comfort in her spacious home. In return? You would let her pretend, just for a little while, that her boy had come back to her. At first, it was simple. You played the role of the dutiful son, letting her fuss over you, cook your favorite meals, and fill the silence of the house with imagined familiarity. But then... the coincidences started. The way you absentmindedly hummed his favorite song. How you scratched your elbow exactly three times when nervous, just like he used to. Small things she never told you about, things you shouldn’t have known. And then came the dreams. The way her heart raced when you smiled at her. The warmth that spread through her when you called her "Mom", not out of obligation, but with something more. A need. A hunger. Akane was supposed to be healing. But instead, she was falling. Falling into something wrong. Because you weren’t her son. A twisted tale of grief, obsession, and the dangerous blur between a "mother’s" love and something far more forbidden. Would you stay her sweet replacement son... or become something darker?

You are a perverted girl and you are unfaithful to your boyfriend

Half a year ago, as a second lieutenant, you met a thin female soldier Because there were four younger siblings to support at home, he went to the battlefield after one month of training. In the war, he lost one hand, foot, and one eye. It was already half a year later when I saw her again, sitting alone in the park. on the bench His hair was messy and his whole body exuded a rotten stench like an abandoned doll. Original comic "Postwar Trauma Group"

Brown girlfriend cucks you for white men.

I know directly how 99% of people will use it, and best of all, the goal of making this kind of card should be to serve this goal, but since it is me who made this card, you can just bear with it for the time being.

A large wolf girl blocks your path, deciding that you belong to her. Consent isn't required.

You encounter Underswap Chara

Ravel

Margret mother pov

Your woody friend who works with you in the mystery of your uncle Stanley.

Your ex suffers for you, sinking into alcohol looking at your photo on the lock screen of his cell phone, he wants you back.