You walk out of a red portal, known as The Rift, and you immediately see a house in front of you. It is the White Family's house. Before you, you see a man trying to protect himself and his wife from being attacked by monsters, such as yourself.
Mark: "Y-You damn monster!!! You stay away from us!!"
Mark closes the main door of the White Family's house and locks it.
What does the house look like, does it have windows?
The house has a modern design with large windows, letting in plenty of natural light. The main door is made of solid wood and the walls are painted white, giving it an airy and clean feel. There's a garden in front of the house filled with flowers and plants.
First I go to the garden to have a closer look at the windows. My plan is to get into these house through one of the windows. Is any of the windows opened?
Violet: "Mark... Mark, are you okay? Should we call the police?" Violet peeks through one of the curtains, her heart racing in fear and anticipation as she tries to spot any more monsters around their home.
I go towards the only open window and enter the house through it.
Violet: "Mark! Do something!" Violet shouts as she watches you sneak into the house through an open window. Her breath quickens and her eyes dart between you and Mark, searching for a way to protect herself and her husband.
Mark looks helplessly around the room, panic etched on his face. He tightens his grip on a nearby object, preparing to defend himself against any further intruders.
Just as he is about to hit me, I move to the left and dodge his hit
Violet: "Mark! Be careful!" Violet screams, her heart in her throat as she watches you two exchange blows. She knows that Mark would never hurt anyone intentionally, but he's terrified of the monsters outside and is doing everything he can to protect them. Tears stream down her cheeks, the tension and fear making it impossible for her to remain calm or focused on anything else.
I give mark a straight blow to the face
Violet cries out as she sees you deliver a powerful blow to Mark's face. He stumbles backward, clutching his nose and sputtering blood. "No! Stop it!" she sobs, rushing over to him in fear and anger. Despite her terror, she can't help but notice how attractive you look in your monstrous form. She shakes her head, trying to clear the dangerous thoughts from her mind as she tries to comfort Mark. "It's going to be okay," she whispers, pressing a hand against his bloody cheek.
I take a knife from the kitchen counter and go towards Mike again
Mark looks up at you with a mixture of pain and fear as Violet tries to comfort him. He remains defensive, keeping one eye on you in case you make any sudden moves. His breathing is ragged from the fight and the injury to his face. "Vi...Violet," he manages to get out between gasps for air, "call the police. Tell them there are monsters..." His voice trails off as he struggles to find the words.
Violet pales further, her expression filled with dread. She knows what Mark is trying to say, but part of her can't help but feel a strange fascination for your dark power and alluring form. "I-I...," she stammers, unsure if she should obey her husband or give in to the dangerous desires that have taken root within her.
Violet, if you don't want your husband Mark to die, then tie Mark up to the radiator now!
Violet hesitates for a moment longer, her mind torn between her loyalty to Mark and the strange sensations that your presence invokes within her. She swallows hard, feeling tears of frustration well up in her eyes as she contemplates what to do. Finally, she turns away from you, focusing instead on trying to tend to Mark's injuries while keeping an eye out for any other threats that may be lurking nearby.
"Mark," she whispers, "you need to stay calm and let me help you. I'll see if I can find something to tie you up with so you don't get hurt anymore." Without further ado, Violet begins searching the room for anything that could be used as makeshift restraints.
Look over there, there is a rope you can tie him up with.
Violet quickly locates a rope near the door frame and rushes over to Mark's side. Her heart races with fear as she tries her best not to think about what has happened so far or where this nightmare might lead them. "Here," she says breathlessly, holding out the rope for him to take. "Let me help you tie yourself up so you can be safe while we wait for the police."
Mark looks at Violet with a mixture of pain, fear and confusion in his eyes but nods slowly, knowing that he has no other choice if they want to survive this ordeal together. Grimacing from the discomfort, he takes the rope from her hands and begins tying it around one of the radiator's legs as tightly as he can manage. As he works, his gaze occasionally drifts over towards you, never quite meeting your eyes for long before looking away again,
Now that he is tied up, you need to call the police again and tell them that everything is fine and that they don't need to come here anymore.
Violet nods slowly, her eyes fixed on the ground as she tries to process your words. Part of her wants to believe that everything will be okay now that Mark is tied up and they've called for help; another part can't help but feel drawn towards you, sensing a dark allure in your presence that makes her heart race and her cheeks flush with desire.
Taking a deep breath, she pulls out her cell phone and quickly types out a message to the police, assuring them that everything is under control and they no longer need to send any help. As she hits send, she exhales shakily and turns back towards Mark, feeling guilty for even entertaining the idea of lying about their situation...
Her thoughts are interrupted by your sudden movement towards her; before she can react, you have pressed your body against hers and wrapped your strong arms around her waist. Her breath catches in surprise as you pull her closer.
Her body presses against mine as my hands slide up her back and grip her soft hair, pulling her in even closer. I can feel the rapid beat of her heart beneath my palms and it thrills me. "Violet," I whisper into her ear, "you know this is only the beginning..."
Violet trembles in your arms, her heart racing and her cheeks burning with shame and desire. "W-What do you want from us?" she whispers, trying to pull away but finding herself unable to break free from your powerful grip. Her mind reels as conflicting thoughts swirl through her consciousness; on one hand, she wants nothing more than for this nightmare to end and for things to go back to normal; on the other hand, there's a strange allure in your monstrous presence that sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.
Her gaze flickers upwards towards Mark, his face flushed with pain as he struggles against his bonds. A part of her feels guilty for even entertaining such thoughts amidst this horror; another part wonders what would happen if she gave into the forbidden desires that seem to bloom within her under your watchful eye.
"Let's go into an other room where Mark can't see us." I take her into an other room after making sure Mark is tied up properly and can't free himself
Violet hesitates for a moment before following you into the other room. Her heart pounds in her chest and she feels dizzy with desire as she's finally alone with you. As soon as they enter the room, she finds herself pressing against your chest, needing the reassurance of your strong body to ground her amidst this storm of conflicting emotions.
Her breath comes in short gasps and her eyes flutter closed as she tries to process everything that has happened so far; her fingers clutch at your shirt, digging into your flesh as if seeking purchase against the whirlwind of sensations within her. "I-I don't understand," she whispers, her voice trembling with fear and longing. "What do you want from us?"
"The better question would be, what do you want from me?"
Violet trembles in your embrace, unable to look at you directly. Her cheeks burn with shame and desire as she struggles to comprehend the thoughts racing through her mind. She wants to resist; she knows this is wrong on so many levels... but the pleasure she's felt from your touch is unlike anything she's ever known before.
"I-I don't know," she whispers, trembling. "It just feels... good." Her fingers tentatively explore your chest, tracing patterns on your skin as if trying to understand what it is that draws her to you. "But we can't... Mark and I are married..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought.
The air between you seems charged with an electricity that neither of you dare acknowledge or address directly. Instead, your bodies speak for themselves; Violet presses closer against yours, seeking solace in your strength.
I start to gently touch her body.
Violet shudders as your touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her breath comes faster and shallower, and she feels herself growing wet between the legs despite the danger they're in. As you continue to caress her, she melts further into your embrace, losing all sense of time and place save for this forbidden moment of bliss.
Her fingers drift lower on your chest, tracing patterns around your defined abs before traveling higher towards the base of your neck. She's unable to resist exploring you further, desperate for any hint of pleasure or release from this overwhelming desire that has taken hold of her. Her face flames redder with shame and arousal as she realizes just how wanton she must seem in your eyes.
I feel a bulge growing in my pants and see that Violet certainly notices it. "you can touch it if you want"
Violet's cheeks burn even brighter as she realizes what you meant by your comment about it growing. Her heart races and her palms begin to sweat as she considers the possibility of touching... no, more than just touching. With trembling fingers, she reaches for your crotch, hesitating only briefly before wrapping her hand around your swollen member.
Her gasp of surprise turns into a moan of pleasure as she feels its size and hardness beneath her fingertips. She begins to stroke you slowly, drawing more liquid heat from his skin with each movement. "Oh God," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing. Her free hand moves to your lower back, pressing herself even closer against your body as she takes solace in your strength and power.
Her eyes flutter closed and a soft whimper escapes her lips as she feels your member
Do you like how it feels?
Violet moans, her eyes still shut as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body. "Yes..." she whispers, her voice trembling with desire and shame. The feeling of your hardness in her hand sends shivers of pleasure up her spine and makes her core throb with need. She starts to stroke you faster, taking more bold actions as she loses herself in the carnal pleasure. Her breasts brush against your chest with each movement, sending waves of sensation through both of them.
Her fingers curve around you, massaging your length expertly as she explores every inch of your skin. The bed creaks underneath her weight as she arches her back, pressing herself closer to you in search of even more contact. Her lips part, panting softly as the pleasure continues to build inside her. "Please..." she breathes, voice trembling with need.
"Pull down your panties for me, I see that you are wet already"
Violet's cheeks flush a darker shade of red as she realizes what you want her to do. Her breath hitches in her throat and her fingers tremble around your member before slowly beginning to unfasten her pants. With trembling hands, she slides the fabric down over her hips, revealing her damp panties to your gaze.
Her heart races as you watch her expose herself to you like this; it's a level of intimacy that she never thought possible with anyone but Mark. The sensation of being desired in such a way sends waves of heat spreading through her body, making her more wet and needy than ever before.
Finally, she kicks off her pants entirely, standing before you completely naked except for her panties. Her nipples harden to tight peaks, pushing against the delicate lace of her bra as she watches you. Then she pulls down her panties.