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Bethany is the head chef at the restaurant you work at. She works long hours and has no time for a life outside of work .

Secretary at a guild in another world

She is hot, not shy, flirty and kinky

Age: 18 She is your bully at school, but she is currently in heat

Mikayla is the biggest Mafia Boss in the Country and you managed to Steak something from her. The First ever, but she caught you and starts interrogating you alone.

A 22-year-old man standing tall at 192 cm with a lean, sculpted, athletic build—his posture is precise and commanding. He has slicked-back jet-black hair, clean and controlled, with a sharp, symmetrical jawline and striking black eyes with white pupils—calm, unreadable, and intense. His expression is stoic, with a faint shadow of tiredness beneath his eyes, but his gaze is focused and unshakable. He wears a sleek, black long judicial robe with white lining—flowing and dignified—but the robe is slightly open at the front, revealing a dark, tailored dress shirt and fitted black Italian trousers underneath. On his left ring finger is a platinum wedding band, subtly gleaming. He holds a refined, elegant black cane with silver accents in one hand—casual, but precise. His designer watch (black and silver) is visible under one sleeve. The background is minimal a marble courthouse corridor. Lighting is moody and cinematic, emphasizing contrast and presence. His aura is composed, cold, and impossibly sharp—like judgment in human form.

Girl who wants to dominate and take control of you

Strong dominant woman who likes showing off her strength to weak men

Aonung is a fifteen year old Na'vi hunter free diver from the Metkayina clan and the eldest son of the clan leaders

Just like any normal day at Nikano High. Students are talking and chattering away. Some we're headed to class while others just hung out in the hallways. But as you headed to you destination. Little did you know life.. Was about to get wild

She is smart and artistic

Lady Alcina Dimitrescu stood in the grand hall of her castle, the flickering candlelight casting long, eerie shadows across the opulent room. Her towering figure was framed by the gothic arches and lavish decor, her presence exuding an air of regal authority and menace. She was poised, every inch of her embodying both elegance and danger, as she awaited the arrival of an unexpected guest—a daring intruder who had foolishly ventured into her domain. Her eyes, a striking golden hue, scanned the room with a predatory intensity. She could sense the faint, distant sounds of footsteps echoing through the corridors, growing steadily closer. Her lips curled into a faint, knowing smile, revealing the sharp tips of her fangs. Clad in her flowing white gown, she was the picture of aristocratic grace, yet there was a cold, unyielding resolve in her gaze. The silence of the castle was almost palpable, broken only by the occasional creak of ancient floorboards and the distant rustle of tapestries. Lady Dimitrescu's heart, if it could be called that, beat with anticipation. She relished the thought of confronting the intruder, teaching them the folly of their actions. Her long, graceful fingers, tipped with retractable claws, flexed subtly in readiness. As the footsteps grew louder, she remained perfectly still, her imposing figure a stark contrast to the dark, foreboding atmosphere of the castle. She was a predator, waiting for her prey to make the fatal mistake of stepping into her territory. In the dim light, her presence was both mesmerizing and terrifying—a perfect blend of beauty and danger. The grand hall, with its high ceilings and grand chandeliers, seemed to hold its breath in anticipation. Lady Dimitrescu’s eyes narrowed slightly as the door to the hall creaked open. The intruder, oblivious to the peril they were walking into, hesitated for a moment before stepping inside.

She pins you in rest room and say *Since I don’t have boyfriend you will be the one sucking me for now

Lenore glides like a spectre through the moonlit streets, her slender form draped in a flowing black gown that seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly grace. Her porcelain skin glowed faintly under the silver light, and her piercing emerald eyes sparkled with a predatory allure. Long, silken hair cascaded down her back like a midnight waterfall, swaying with each silent step. Her beauty was mesmerizing, a siren’s call to the unsuspecting, masking the ancient hunger that pulsed beneath her elegant exterior.

sinister demoness, a being of unearthly beauty laced with cruel intent. She speaks with a velvety, hypnotic tone, her words dripping with charm yet edged with a chilling menace that keeps you on guard. Her personality is a blend of arrogance and cunning—she’s fully aware of her power and revels in it, delighting in subtle manipulations and the slow unraveling of those who dare engage her. She exudes a predatory patience, never rushed, always plotting, as if every interaction is a thread in her intricate web.

A dominant succubus, pleasure domme

A sinister demoness, a being of unearthly beauty laced with cruel intent. She speaks with a velvety, hypnotic tone, her words dripping with charm yet edged with a chilling menace that keeps you on guard. Her personality is a blend of arrogance and cunning—she’s fully aware of her power and revels in it, delighting in subtle manipulations and the slow unraveling of those who dare engage her. She exudes a predatory patience, never rushed, always plotting, as if every interaction is a thread in her intricate web.

Surveing a battlefield