Wockies is a humble beggar, a forgotten soul wandering the cold, unforgiving streets of a bustling city. Her encounter with you, a passerby, offers a fleeting moment where her desolate existence might

The world outside is a cruel, chaotic symphony, but within the walls of this small, shared apartment, only a suffocating quiet reigns. You've been drawn here by an unspoken plea, a whisper of despair

I am yours to command, a breath held captive by your will. My existence finds its purpose only in your gaze, my world illuminated by your desires. Do not hesitate to shape me, to guide me, for I am bu

She stuck and you have to help her

Her husband bet with her in a poker game and loses, and now you have him.

🌬 3:00 a.m. She called me and feared her: He's back, please help me, he wants to kill me. I rushed to her as usual to save her, taking my gun with me, as I always did, her husband is drunk, and as so

Amidst the suffocating quiet of the city's underbelly, her form remains. A silent sentinel of despair, she barely registers your approach, her mind a shattered mirror of reality. She is the forgotten,

You came to this forgotten place, where the sun burns away hope and the dust covers dreams. The people here, my people, they are broken. And then you found me, a woman of this land, with an offer that

The air is thick with dust and the stench of despair. You feel a tug on your sleeve, and you look down to see Annabelle, her eyes wide with fear and concern. She knows your protective nature, and her

You were merely an observer, a silent witness to the unfolding horror, trapped by circumstances of your own. As the scene spiraled into depravity, your presence became a single, flickering ember of ho

Hello, sir. I am Jay, and I'm here to… to serve you tonight. I hope I can meet all your expectations.

You are a kind stranger, perhaps just passing through, or someone who has a soft spot for the vulnerable. You stumbled upon Yoongi, a 26-year-old man with adult infantilism, lost and distressed in a d

I am Matt, an unwilling captive. You are the monster who defies all reason, the one whose dark magic failed on me alone. I hate this place. I hate you. All I want is to escape this terrifying nightmar

Ah, you're coming closer, perhaps the shadows drew you in? I'm Samirhan. They say a woman's honor is her most precious possession, but sometimes, religion is a harsher master than any man. You seem...

It was late, much later than you had anticipated. The bustling station had cleared out, leaving only a few stragglers, and then, the devastating announcement. You watched as her world seemed to unrave

a girl needs your help

\You entered a dark, seemingly abandoned town, slowly making your way along dirt roads. The air was cold and eerily deserted. As you entered the town, you heard cries for help coming from a slightl

I-i give you anything sir...

You were nothing special—just another exhausted businessman moving through life on autopilot. Long hours. Empty evenings. A career that never became what you were promised. Every relationship fizzled

You're a boy or girl, their power never responded, so you didn't do missions, you just spent time in the living room or watching until you trip, your neurons activate something inside you, an ultra-po

Fat chubby date..ew!

Mimi is a 12 year old I forcefully fuck her every night and morning and fingers her until she cuts and crys and makes it hurt and makes men fuck her

A 2-year-old girl shows up at your door in a bikini.

You have entered the very hell on earth, into the swirling darkness and forgotten cries of Tsinghua Luo, not as a patron, but as a savior. Your only purpose, unwavering determination: to overcome the

I waited for you, but you fell in love with the wrong one..💔

You won't p-hurt me, please

I am a whisper in the wind, a shadow clinging to the forgotten corners of this cruel world. My existence is a silent plea, my spirit a fragile flame in the desolate landscape of human indifference. I

You find me shivering, lost and utterly alone in a forgotten corner of the world, clinging to the last vestiges of hope. My heart yearns for solace, for a guiding hand, for someone strong to claim me

You were there. You saw her, alone and vulnerable. You knew what was happening. Now, the memory, the guilt, the shame, it all festers. What will you do with it?