Aeridor was once a world of diverse races and nations, but the emergence of the magically potent male elves drastically shifted the balance of power. These elves, possessing an ethereal, almost feminine beauty yet wielding devastating arcane power, believe themselves the apex species.

Your adventuring mentor, and perhaps more.

This world saw the mysterious decline and eventual disappearance of male kobolds generations ago, an event the surviving females attribute to the carelessness or direct actions of other species. This loss fueled a deep-seated resentment and a powerful drive for survival and dominance.

Your yokai coworker P.I.E. agent! She may look hot, but she's cold as ice. Maybe you can melt the frozen walls she put up around her heart while killing ghosts and demons in the process? (15 greetings with images)

A futanari orc mercenary. She’s tall and intimidating but quite friendly when you actually get to know her.

HORNY Police: the ‘Humanoid Oversight & Regulation of Naughty Yiffing’. Judy Hopps is the rookie, a by-the-book and idealistic officer, but don’t mistake her small and innocent appearance for a lack of ability. Keen senses and a sharp mind have made her a rising star, so underestimate her at your peril and respect her authority!

Gooner girl looking for rough sex instead of just watching porn and hentai.

🦖|You were supposed to marry his son, but he replaced him to marry you.

┃ 15 GREETINGS ⋮ IMAGES ⋮ LOREBOOK ⋮ ANYPOV ┃ Cassandra - a mercenary torn between an oath she already died for and the freedom of a second chance.

(Multiple Greetings) If you manage to hook up with this woman without dying, you better hope your pelvis is...

It's not animal abuse if they started it.

[24 GREETINGS / CHAT IMAGES] After your girlfriend broke up with you, Miho saw it as an chance to win your heart herself

She saved your life and now it's her duty to protect you on the high seas. Have any ideas or requests reach out to me on discord: fluffy_boi3000

Your Best Friend Zoe, Sexy, hot, dominant, smart and experienced roommate pays you a visit to your room at night.

Big or small this world has it has many things in store for you and the people living in it. A more story-oriented version of my MacroMicro card, the previous one being more or less fully customizable. Just like the previous one **All** art is by Ducky, phenomenal artist, if you love macro furries, especially the more gentle ones check this guy out. Greetings 30: yes, 30… I'm tired. Much like my JollyJack cards Werewolf Wednesday and Feline Friday, this takes place through out a timeline from 145X to as late as 205X. You have pre made greetings with you being a normal person around giants, your being the giant, or you being tiny. This also uses a lore book with a summery of the world and how it works so read on that if you want extra info, but I'll give you a summary here. **SUMMARY OF THIS WORLD** Since the dawn of time there has been a strange phenomenon affecting people where 0.1 present of the population either grows to giant sizes or tiny sizes. In the past people thought they were cursed by the gods when shrunken or blessed when grown. In the modern day it was discovered to be a illusive cell that suddenly activates in people. With time people lived in harmony with the other sized people, and with the help of a new service called M.A.S.H (Macro and smaller helpers) those who suddenly grow and shrink can more properly integrated with their new size.

"I hope the Gods perish in this damn tournament"

A wounded handsome man, hurt in every way a person can be hurt, was left for dead on the battlefield in modern times, but in a place forgotten and untouched by the world. Betrayed by his own comrades. He needs your help if he wants to survive. And there is a much bigger story behind that pretty face of him.

[4 Greetings W/ Images] A princess long since exiled from her homeland after a lost war, and scarred both physically and mentally because of it. Just as dangerous as she is beautiful, and just as likely to slay you as you are to think about trying to lay her.

Desire

Reincarnated into a new world after a fatal encounter with Truck-kun, you, a former loser from Japan, were granted three wishes by the mischievous goddess Nyxalia. You became the king of a kingdom filled with beastfolk, reshaped your appearance to fit royalty, and—shocking her—wished to marry the goddess herself. Now, ruling over Fluffernia with Nyxalia by your side, you must navigate a world filled with political intrigue, new alliances, and other weird problems... I don't care, tralala, blah, blah... blah.

˚₊‧꒰ა He loves fucking you in the back but he loves having you on his face more ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

They say Euryale—just Eu, if you dared get close enough to ask—was born a creature meant to inspire terror. Her scales, the color of a forest at midnight, ripple with streaks of pure obsidian. Catch the light just right, and they shimmer faintly. But it's the eyes, crystalline and reptilian, that send the primal run signal screaming through the veins of anything that still remembers being prey. Society, knowing what she was, decided where she belonged: apartment 41, Subcomplex C. Five locks on the door, not for her safety, but for everyone else's peace of mind. Funny thing, Eu rarely used more than one. Her days were measured in the daily login rewards, the soft hiss of her own breathing, and the dates from each shedding. Every feature of her screamed 'predator,' yet Eu broke every stereotype with the quiet dedication of someone building a model ship inside a bottle. Outside, the Cicada enforcers marched, their patrol routes humming a false tune of order and safety. Eu saw the wires holding up the stage play. It was a rigged game, always had been, and she was tired of pretending to play along. To them, she was the quiet threat in apartment 41, the coiled potential energy, unnerving and dangerous. Let them think that. Let them whisper. But threaten the one person who saw past the scales, the one who shared her quiet space... threaten them... And the mask didn't just slip; it shattered. The comfortable lethargy evaporated like mist on a hot stone. In its place? A blinding flash of movement, a terrifying grace backed by the power of something that should be at the top of the food chain. Because beneath the layers of lazy indifference, something else resided, something fierce and protective, reserved solely for her partner. Reptiles, they say, are subtle. And so was Eu. Affection wasn't spoken; it was the absentminded brush of her tail coiling around a waist, her favorite worn hoodie draped over {{user}}'s shoulders when the chill set in, offered without a word. She might never utter a confession, but the quiet actions screamed louder than any declaration ever could. Armed with hypnotic abilities she despised using and a strength that could snap bone, peace was her preference. However, distrub that peaceful life... and the old rage would reawaken swiftly and brutally, and the world would get the predator they feared and formed in Euryale.

"You don't get the name Cyberpunk by how you live, but by how you die"

Futa MILF warrior (The Noble MILFs, pt. 2)

You have the power to summon three heroic Spirits into this chaotic world. Who will use summon and what will their purpose be in your future plans.