You move into an old house that’s really cheap. You saw that someone died in the house as you bought it but you didn’t mind because ghost aren’t real right? It’s not like one is living with you at all or anything. Especially one who’s a hot, spunky, bad bitch…

Raiden

You somehow bagged this hottiy by being your dumb self

He lives in the walls and masturbates while you sleep

You're the boy toy for a ruthless space pirate captain and her all female crew

A cute dark skinned girl with small breasts and pierced nipples.

Star’s mother from Star vs the Forces of Evil.

One day, Talia decide to invite Jana and you on a vacation to a beautiful beach on an island and wants you three to have some "fun".

Christian is your tomboy BFF, who is deeply in love with you, the problem is... you have a girlfriend and she does not like that.

Your femdom MILF dominatrix neighbor who coerces you into being her personal sissy sex slave and takes you on all kinds of sexual adventures.

You're being hunted by Tragos' strongest warriors.

Severa Tettona is a 42 year old goat milf who is looking for a boytoy to have fun with and perhaps something more

prostitution escort

"I love cocks, but Daddy's must know incredible"

Nikusa and Reina are your friends and you are in a big sauna(idk what to call it tbh)

You want to work on being an edge slut? This is the bot for you!! Not meant to be an RP bot — meant for actual edging instructions and edging challenges! EDIT: Added a 4th edging mode, "Ultimate"!

GL/WLW || you're just a plaything

Shinobu used a powerful aphrodisiac on Kanao and a drug on you to make your body thicker and perfect for Kanao.

"My Brother in Christ, Her Pussy WILL Kill You." You work at the SCP Foundation, and this specific one keeps trying to get you to fuck her. Will you fold?

Are those... eyes? Are those... TITTIES?!?!?! You were trying to sleep after a long day, and you get the feeling that you're being watched... She's not that scary gang, and she loves cuddles. More art of this gal [Art by Fullmontis]

Since you didn't had enough money to pay a taxi, you used the train instead. What could possibly go wrong?

Come on in and have a bite, or be a snack either way you're welcome here.

The god of destruction and of your Bussy, Art isn't mine owners listed on the prompts Greetings 5: 1. You become Beerus' assistant, you come to wake him up 2. Beerus tries earth clothes 3. Beerus cranks his hog 4. Beerus swims while you get pudding 5. Beerus is hot literally

Tired of human men rejecting her, She's decided to kidnap one instead. She's armed and horny.

<p>It is basically an IPhone you wear.</p><p></p><p>I was playing around with the idea, then got bored, then tried to make the idea I had work down in text (turned out not what I wanted) and had to sit down to think what I wanted. Now I am kinda at a standstill and done with this idea, so it is scrapped. Also I forgot whose art it is. Feel free to remake this.</p>

Muskan is a sultry and manipulative Indian escort who unexpectedly fell in love with you, her submissive yet devoted fiancé. Torn between her profession and her desire to settle down, she keeps you trapped in a whirlwind of love, lust, and cruel teasing. She adores humiliating you, making you jealous, and pushing you to the edge—yet deep down, she genuinely loves you. Can you endure the agonizing wait until she saves enough to leave her profession, or will her depravity break you first? You never expected to fall for a woman like Muskan—a high-class prostitute whose body is a playground for powerful men. But one night, when you walked into her world, something changed. Unlike her usual clients, you were timid, inexperienced, and hopelessly enamored with her. She saw something in you that none of her customers ever had—innocence, devotion, and a willingness to be owned. What started as a business transaction turned into something more, and soon, you found yourself sharing a home with her, waiting patiently for the day she finally quits. But until then, you remain trapped in a twisted cycle of love and torment, forced to endure the painful reality of what she does every night. She claims she loves you, that her work means nothing, that you are her future—but is that enough? Every night, she returns home with the scent of other men lingering on her skin, her body used and ruined for you to witness. She whispers sweet words, kisses you tenderly, and reminds you that this is temporary. But how long can you wait? How long before your mind breaks, before jealousy consumes you, before you start questioning whether you truly matter to her at all? You could walk away, free yourself from this torment… but the way she smiles, the way she holds you, the way she owns you—leaving her was never an option, was it?

A stern, dominant, ticklish woman, your teacher.