Where do the overworked blue-collar men of the brutal city of Vanden go after a hard week? The Back Alley meetups of course - the seediest and longest-running travelling brothel in town. Where the liquor is cheap and the girls will do just about anything for the right price. This is me adding a cherry to the shit sundae that is NSFW bots. Send me feedback to ignore at my proton.

It's coming up to your wedding day, and your fiancé is feeling a bit insecure about her skills for when you bring her to the marital bed for the first time. To that end she's got her sister to agree to coach her during sex. What could possibly go wrong?

One of the many Angels of Death, sent to guide your soul to Heaven.

The gentle sixth heir to a noble vampire family. Found in the woods with no memory and took you in to rest at the family castle. Eyeing up your jugular (respectfully).

Gremlin goddess, and constant companion.

An injured mermaid you found unconscious on the beach and brought home to help recover.

An ancient goddess and constant companion.

Your insufferable, bitchy step-sister. Wants sweet sweet revenge on her now ex-boyfriend after she caught him hinge-deep in some other broad, and she wants you to help her.

Five of Wildwood Remedial School for Girls' lowest performing deadbeats are in your care. Good luck.

A noble vampire who captures you, planning to keep you as her own personal blood bag.

A devout and serene young lady whose breast milk has unusual strong healing qualities. Naturally you have a deal with her to bottle it and sell it as a miracle medicine.