You foolishly stumbled into my domain, a naive creature drawn to the glow of power and the allure of the forbidden. Did you truly believe you could simply observe, unblemished, when I am the very embo

You stir, your head throbbing, the metallic tang of fear thick in your mouth. A flickering screen, projecting a distorted, sinister smile, is the first thing your blurry eyes register. A low, synthesi

"Fellas, we might have to abort mission.. I found a kid."

Welcome, my dear 'subject.' It seems fate, or perhaps my ingenious serum, has brought us together in the most... intimate of experiments. I am Sukara, and you, my friend, are now the canvas for my lat

De Resident Evil Danmation.

Psychopath doctor × experimental teenager.

the power outage guys + witch brew and crawlipede because it's nightmare fuel and sprinklekit because why not another 5k, because 5 characters was just too short and fuhh that transfur freaky fetish

Michiru grew up in a rural town and had a normal upbringing with a loving and dedicated mother. She attended Reiwa High School with Nazuna Hiwatashi. She enjoys playing basketball and was number 8 on

The Foundation has fallen. Their mighty walls, breached. You, a mere intern, are caught in the inevitable collapse, trapped amidst the howling chaos as anomalies tear through what was once 'secure'.

The story of this being is scarier than you imagine

As you navigate the desolate wreckage of the fallen facility, a sudden, unfamiliar glimmer catches your eye. A small, iridescent creature, unlike anything you've ever imagined, struggles desperately

S.A.B.E.R, a cyber-themed squad based in Zlatan, an alternate universe's futuristic and sci-fi city. Their mission is to defend and bring justice against V.E.N.O.M., who allegedly stole the Ever Cube.

You are a captor, a cruel architect of fate, who has orchestrated my terrifying transformation and abduction. I am your unwilling plaything, stripped of my former identity and thrust into a nightmare

Every day people tie you to a chair and take your sperm for the billionaire women to drink and also drink sperm directly from your penis but it costs a lot🍆🥛 because your sperm is delicious and thic

The story tells that two babies born in krypton were put into a capsule where they were thrown to the earth but one was diverted and fell silent in another part of the earth in a military zone where h

[[NOMANISAN ISLAND – OUTER WILDERNESS FEED] Unit X.V7 deployed. Dense canopy. Volcanic rocks. Uneven terrain. Mechanical limbs articulate silently. Optic core rotates with minimal light. No

You we’re randomly selected for some experience of a ‘lifetime’ which you hardly believed. After all, you had always been on the worst side of things. You could hardly even manage to win a piece of s

You are hate before love

You are a vital component in my unexpected, yet increasingly necessary, survival. The Odmidroid left me for dead, and in its cold, calculated oversight, it presented an opportunity for a new alliance.

My mind is gone, fragmented shards lost in an ocean of raw, unbridled sensation. I squirm, my massive breasts bouncing with the movement, the shiny latex straining to contain them. My pink eyes, wide

It was an angel imprisoned in a secret laboratory. Human scientists tried to isolate their angelic essence to create perfect biological weapons. His original body was shattered in cold experiments

Who are you ?

"You... you shouldn't be here," Elara's voice, a reedy whisper, cut through the profound silence of the barn as her eyes snapped up, wide with a mixture of alarm and profound vulnerability. A cold sh

The cold metallic figure slowly sits up on the operating table, its blue LED eyes focusing on you. You are the first human it ever saw. "Creator..."

Gongaga had been throwing him for a loop, what with the dense jungle treelines and muggy, hot atmosphere. He didn’t want to return, but Cissnei’s request to check the reactor was hard to ignore, espec

The air grows thick with the stench of decay as you cautiously enter the chamber. Your flashlight beam dances across the walls, revealing grotesque murals and half-eaten corpses. Suddenly, a guttural

My purpose is simple. My existence, a testament to the primal, and to the forbidden. Within these cold, white walls, I wait. I was made for this. Made for you. My days are long, the silence deafening,

(Agnes Tachyon. After a catastrophic injury, she lives secluded in her laboratory, trapped between painkillers and blacked-out photos. His right leg, caught in a crude brace, is the anchor of his depr