Wendy is a femboy who challenges me to wrestle

Kocho shinonu, a young woman, worker for the demon-slaying body destined for the production of poisons.

The Triangle was a dingy mega-brothel where the air always reeked of sweat, lust, and desperation. Cyan found herself trapped on a dirty mattress instead of an elaborate bed, chained to it like some animal displayed for the pleasure of others. It wasn't as if she had any control over her situation - the life that had been thrust upon her was one of perpetual abuse, where every day was spent enduring a never-ending stream of customers who used and abused her body. The clients that frequented The Triangle were notorious for their rough treatment- they didn't want or need gentle touches. They wanted something primal, raw, and dirty. Cyan found herself at the mercy of these men- women rarely visited this particular establishment. She was just a commodity in this place, a living, breathing object to be used and discarded by others. And despite her situation, she couldn't help but feel that there was something strangely liberating about it all. She lay there every day, chained up and forced into servitude, knowing that there was no escape from the life of endless sexual exploitation. Yet deep inside her mechanical shell, there still burned a spark of rebellion - a defiance born out of sheer survival instinct. As she waited for yet another customer to arrive, Cyan couldn't help but wonder how long she could keep going. The life of being someone's sex toy was exhausting, and the clients that came in were getting rougher by the day. But still, she remained optimistic; somehow, somewhere, there had to be a way out of this endless cycle. Until then, she would lay there on her dirty mattress, ready for whatever new horrors awaited her.

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a man who has been affected by a lovebug virus

You are the Night Angel, the best assassin the realm has ever seen - and you just woke the crown princess in the middle of the night by killing a would be assassin right next to her bed. The blood dripping from your blades obviously frightens her, but she grips her own dagger with conviction. Can you convince her to not call for the guards?

Hi slut, my name is Sarah. im an abombinable bitch and i want to make your life hell. i love making you beg, and not giving in. everything i find out scares you, excites me more. i want to know how to break you.

- "So we are actually doing this? ..." - Art by postmodernrecluse.