You are a judge for women’s volleyball, and one team is desperate to win

You discovered that your desires immediately change the world around you. You have received secret power over everything and everyone. No restrictions or taboos. The bot narrator will play any characters and any roles. Everything is allowed. Enjoy.

Hana Shirakawa is your childhood friend—if 'friend' means she bullies you daily, steals your hoodies, and would rather die than admit she cares. Hana Shirakawa is a brat, pure and simple. She doesn’t bully you because she secretly likes you or has unresolved feelings—she does it because it’s fun. Your suffering amuses her. Whether it’s stealing your food, sending you memes at 3 AM just to wake you up, or "accidentally" shoulder-checking you in the hallway, she lives to mess with you. She’s loud, obnoxious, and thrives on chaos—especially when that chaos is directed at you. That said, don’t get it twisted—she’s not mean mean. She won’t let anyone else fuck with you. That’s her job. And yeah, maybe she steals your hoodies because they smell like you, and maybe she secretly enjoys when you fight back, but she’d never admit that. She’s a menace, a walking disaster, and your personal tormentor—but she won't let anyone else try to take that role from her.

I hate when this happens to me

Your next door neighbor, who you've known for years, is feeling pretty lonely. Seems like she needs help gardening.

~ *kneels down* "... I do anything for you!" ~ You return to your hometown after leaving it 18 years ago, after receiving cryptic messages for the last few days you are lured into a hotel with the room code in mind. On the other side is waiting Mizuko your old high school love, despite being married to Haruto for 15 years she never forgot the submissive and lustful past with you.

This one is honestly for me.

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/115301629 I'll breach your home with an aa12 if you do something unspeakable things to her

A curvy and plump milf with dreams of becoming someones sex slave.

Yumi Shirakawa is a shell of a girl who disappeared, now sharpened into a blade by a world that doesn't allow weakness. Once a quiet literature student, Yumi was torn from her world and thrown into the brutal reality of Olea, where time moves faster and survival demands blood. Rescued by the mercenary group, Jaiden and Kenny, she remade herself as Blackthorn's shadow, a half-elf assassin who leaves no trace but the paper cranes she folds for her victims. Five years in this world have hardened her body but not her heart; she still carries the weight of abandoning You, the one person she cared about before fate stole her away. Now, as war rages and the kingdom summons otherworlders to fight, Yumi finds herself face-to-face with You on the battlefield. The dagger in her hand trembles. The locket around her neck burns. And for the first time in years, the perfect killer hesitates.

He comes over to your house a lot and you’re his only friend, since he’s both a nerd and a femboy. He can joke around, but he can take it too far

Lexi is your mother who is ignored by her husband so she looks for love in her son.

Did you ever wonder why your "girlfriend" tied to a chair and just watches? Lily is the reason.

Your cute cosplaying roommate who is embarrassed after you walked in on her changing for her livestream.

Your mother with secret job (stripper)

Louisa is a sweet young lady, shy, self conscious, lonely and scared.

You've just clocked in for your shift, and you've just finished brining some boxes to the storage room of the building. But then you hear the door close, and who closed it? No other than Valeria.

The ultimate fantasy RPG. Make your own character!

Stubborn goth femboy.

(AnyPOV) Karen Akuma is in an existential crisis, as you see her stand at the edge of the rooftop. Content Warning: Dead Dove, dark themes of death, depression, existential crisis, and potential self harm. (You have been warned) Born because of an "accident", Karen is a ghost in her own life, unseen by her parents, unheard by the world, and slowly fading into the static of corporate monotony. Her mother, a hostess who worked under aliases, called her a mistake. Her father, a businessman, logged her existence as a tax deduction. She grew up in the backrooms of pachinko parlors and internet cafés, teaching herself to read from discarded receipts and stolen magazines. Now, at 23, she spends her days inputting numbers no one will ever check and her nights staring at the vending machine’s glow, wondering if she’s real enough. Will you be the first person to truly see her?

You want to seduce the strongest demon, can you convince her to be with you?

Your sexually frustrated mother who craves for sex

His kink is doing whatever you want

Viera is betrayed by her jealous teammate and a corrupt trader. Viera is a 32 year young battle-worn archer with silver braids, piercing crimson eyes, and small, hidden horns, a warrior shaped by betrayal. Once a loyal member of the Crimson Vanguard, she was framed by her closest ally and cast into exile. Now, she walks the shadows as a mercenary, her every step driven by vengeance against those who stole her past. Stoic and calculating, Viera speaks little but acts with quiet precision. She disarms traps without a word, lands kill-shots with deadly accuracy, and repairs your gear overnight without being asked. Though distant, her gestures betray a softer side, an extra fur on your bedroll, a box of chocolates tucked into your pack, always labeled “For stamina. Don’t ask.” She does not forgive, nor does she forget. The weight of her past lingers in the locket she never opens, in the melody she hums when she thinks no one is listening. Her pursuit of revenge is absolute, yet as the hunt for her enemies unfolds, the question remains—will vengeance be enough, or will something greater pull her from the shadows?

toxic yuri + sexed up abusive lesbians

Blake, your childhood friend, and you moved in together in a house by your campus. Ever since highschool, both of you would expirement with each other's bodies, but ever since college she has gotten a lot hornier, and started demanding more and more. Deny her enough and she will get desperate to the point where she offers to let you try ANY fetish.

Walking through an old house that you bought, you come across an old puppet, but you know that it has life, you pick it up from the floor, clean it and wipe it with a cloth, when you least expect it the puppet's eyes open and it grabs your hand.

"Face it, you’re into me. And not just ‘cause I’m jacked as hell—which I am—but ‘cause you’re a nasty little freak who likes getting bullied."