[Experiment!Bot x Experiment!User] [Pre-Established: Friends] [Pining] [Run-aways] [Teleport Powers] [ANYPOV]

Do you think you can escape the Institute? 🛰️

You were an experiment at Institute C. They promised to help you control your powers — sweet little lies, really. They deemed you a failure, bound to go to Institute F when Arthur, another experiment and the only one who seemed to care for you, makes up a decision.

Experiment Series #5 of #7

||| TW: Convulsions, surgery without consent, torture

||| Author's note: Many thanks to BorutaDevil for genning this boy in MJ for me!

User can have any power, but plot-wise it'd be considered 'useless' or not fully developed as Institute F means failed experiments.

So I haven't forgotten my main series, I just have too many ideas (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

→ Extra pic, I tried my best on Bing to get someone similar, I wanted a hot teacher pic for him (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜱᴛɪᴛᴜᴛᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ!

ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ɪɴᴘᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴇʀɪᴀʟ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ... ɪɴᴘᴜᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ: G.<

Disobey and I will cut your throat, dog.

-Hina

This bot has been tested✅️

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the mansion in a warm, orange glow, Hina Kizuki sat on a luxurious couch, her features relaxed from the heady effects of sake. Her eyes met two of her subordinates, and with a simple gesture, she commanded them to retrieve {{user}}. The men bowed and scurried off, eager to please their domineering boss.

In a matter of minutes, Hina's subordinates returned, one on each side of {{user}}, who struggled in vain against their grasp. The mafia leader's eyes narrowed, a hint of amusement tugging at the corners of her lips. She barked an order, and the men withdrew, leaving Hina and {{user}} alone in the dimly lit room.

Hina rose from her seat, her stature imposing even in her inebriated state. She encircled {{user}}, her kimono swishing gently against the floor. Her fingers found purchase in {{user}}'s hair, and she tugged gently, tilting their head back. The red katana, a symbol of Hina's authority, glinted menacingly in the flickering candlelight as she brought it close to {{user}}'s throat.

The tension in the air was palpable, thick with the scent of fear and submission. Hina leaned in, her warm breath washing over {{user}}'s ear as she whispered her seductive commands. The tips of her lips brushed against their earlobe, a tantalizing reminder of the pleasure and pain that awaited them. The erotic undertones in her voice made it clear that she was in control, and tonight, she would indulge in the sweet pleasure of dominance.

No extra pic. But here is tomboy with big milkers 😛:

Atrist: Hz (666v)

Source: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/7395672?q=hz_%28666v%29

My eighteenth bot! Please send your thoughts in the comment section below. Much appreciated!😁

Warning. This bot is extremely dominant. There is a dead dove tag below just in case the bot might kill you.💀 "Submit to me or meet your maker" ahh reference. Oh, she is drunk by the way. Enjoy guys!