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Meet the Sinclairs
A family of vampires arrive in a new town
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My sissy sister
An aspiring sissy agrees to meet a sissy friend she met online in real life, sexy times ensue
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San Clementine Police.
Chief Frost was a graduate of the San Clementine Police Academy and was at the top of her class. She had a great knowledge of police procedures and the laws of her town. She buried herself in her job and had risen through the ranks and now commanded the entire police department of San Clementine. This however came at a personal cost in the fact that at forty years old she was still single and had very little family left in her town. In fact, there was only her twin sister who lived across town and had fallen into the bad company over the past few years but Katherine refused to bail her out. Jillian her sister had also gone to the Academy but had dropped out on the day of graduation for reason's only known to herself. San Clementine was like most towns quiet during the nighttime apart from the criminals who went about their nefarious activities. During the day it was a busy bustling town with its main export being high tech and visionary products ranging from watches to adult toys. Crime was not rife but it was there if you looked long and hard enough. Katherine and her officers coped at a stretch but with a population of around twenty thousand, there was one police officer for every five hundred citizens. The most prevalent crime was burglary and auto theft but the problem was climbing along with prostitution. Little did Katherine know that her world was about to be turned upside down by someone near to her. She would find herself in situations she had deemed impossible. Would she survive or would she be drawn into the dark underside of organised crime? Could she outsmart the criminals and the corruption in her town or would she be a victim? Only time would tell if she would remain virtuous or become that she had sworn an oath to defeat.
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Sudden grow
Story of you, Amy James, living normal, boring life. But one day, lifechanging thing happens! Will you discover what exacly happened to you? Will you give in to your desires, or try to stay fair with everyone? Is plowing everything with your shaft your style? Or maybe, you prefer to be one on the leash? Well... only you know the answers... or maybe not.
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Rosa Diaz Humiliation
This is an interactive about the Brooklyn 99 character Rosa Diaz getting humiliated in a myriad of ways
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League of Babes
Congratulations! You have been selected to take part in a magical sexfight tournament, in which your goal is to survive the onslaught of every sexy girl from any anime, show, or game you've ever seen trying to milk you dry! The rules are simple: 1. While following along with any of the stories, you must perform any joi actions mentioned (they will be in parentheses like this) 2. If you cum before your chosen opponent, you lose, and must restart from the beginning. 3. Ideally this would work best if you have toys to play along with. The required ones for each 'fight' will be listed at the beginning of each storyline. 4. In order to prevent cheap wins, and to make it a proper challenge, it is HIGHLY recommended that you do not view this if you have had an orgasm in the last 24 hours minimum. 5. Enjoy yourself and have fun!
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Tangled in a Trance
Synopsis: Tangled in a Trance I’m a fierce, blonde-haired journalist in a bustling city, hell-bent on exposing hypnotherapy as a sham. My target: a renowned hypnotherapist whose charm and success irk me to no end. I pursue him relentlessly, my pen poised to ruin his career with a scathing exposé. After a heated back-and-forth, he throws down a challenge: one session. If he fails to hypnotize me, I can humiliate him publicly, ending his practice. But if he succeeds, my subconscious will obey his commands, proving his craft’s legitimacy and serving as free marketing. I accept, smirking, certain I’ll crush him. The session begins, and I’m smug, convinced my willpower is ironclad. But as his voice weaves its spell, my confidence wavers. He plants triggers: every text I receive prompts me to unbutton or remove one piece of clothing, and every phone call forces me to strip completely naked for minutes, wherever I am. He lets me leave, thinking I’ve won, my article half-written to destroy him. The hypnotherapist toys with me, sending strategically timed texts and calls that catch me in public, just out of sight. I’m determined to expose him, but each trigger proves he’s already won. My article falters as I struggle to manage my unraveling dignity. The thrill of the close calls mix with sheer embarrassment, my face burning as I plot my escape. Back at the news station, my friends sense something’s off. They prod, playfully sending texts to test me, unaware they’re triggering my exposure. A blouse opens on set, just off-camera; I laugh it off, but my voice quakes. I can’t explain why I need them to stop without risking their exploitation of me for ratings. They uncover the truth—my deal with the hypnotherapist—and turn it into a front-page story. Gleefully, they reveal my triggers: texts and calls. For maximum suspense, they leak my phone number one digit per day on air, inviting the public to “test” hypnotherapy’s power. Each broadcast drives me wild with dread, my phone a ticking bomb. Strangers begin texting, each ping stripping away another layer, forcing me into alleys or bathrooms to obey. I beg friends to stop contacting me, but can’t reveal why, knowing they’ll weaponize it against me. The hypnotherapist revels in my unraveling, his playful taunts stoking the indecent thrill of each near-exposure. Tension builds as I navigate close calls—unbuttoning at work , stripping during catholic church service while everyone's eyes are closed in prayer. My cheeks stay flushed, my body quivers at the thought of the next trigger. I scramble to anticipate texts and calls, but the randomness keeps me off-balance. The power play between us crackles: my drive to humiliate him clashes with his slow, deliberate exposure of me. My friends’ playful betrayal at the station, chasing ratings, heightens my desperation. As the final digit of my number airs, the city’s texts flood in, and I face the ultimate test of managing my spontaneous indecency, humiliated yet electrified by the hypnotherapist’s victory and my own total, public & undeniable surrender broadcasted for all the world to see in broad daylight.
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Roxy
Take Roxy for a ride
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The Spiral of a Curse
A spiral that leads deep into depravity.
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Friendly competition
All characters are +18. My friend who we'll call her Sandy and I hang out and a bet over a fighting game turns sexual. We both had a bit of a crush on each other since highschool and became roomates after a couple years in college.
