<<set $time += 1>>
<<if $time > 4>>
<<set $time to 4>>
<</if>>
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Morning. The shower is running hot, steam thick enough to hide everything from the neck up.
You’re crouched outside the glass door, phone already recording through the narrow gap.
Inside, Megan has Ethan pinned against the tiled wall.
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She’s lathered her hands with body wash until they’re slick and foamy, both palms gliding over his chest, down his stomach, then wrapping around his aching cock in a slow, torturous stroke.
<<speech "megan">>You’ve been so tense lately, baby…
Let me help you relax.<</speech>>
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She pumps once… twice… then stops completely, letting him throb in the air.
Soap drips down his shaft in thick white trails.
<<speech "megan">>I keep picturing you with long hair… soft skin… pretty nails.<br>You’d be the cutest girl, Ethan.<br>Everyone would call you Emily.<</speech>>
Ethan’s hips jerk forward, chasing her hands.
She lets him find nothing but steam.
<<speech "ethan">>Meg… please…<</speech>>
<<speech "megan">>Say it first.<br>Say “I’m a pretty sissy” and I’ll let you cum.<</speech>>
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</video>
She starts again—slow, slippery strokes from root to tip, thumb swirling over the head on every upstroke, then stopping again right as his thighs start shaking.
<<speech "megan">>Come on, baby. You know you want to.<br>Pretty panties… a little cage… begging real men to use that cute ass.<br>Say it and I’ll milk you dry.<</speech>>
She edges him like that for minutes—bringing him to the brink, backing off, whispering filth the whole time.
His knees are trembling, cock leaking pre-cum that mixes with the soap into perfect white streaks.
<<speech "ethan">>I’m… I’m a pretty sissy… please Meg…<</speech>>
<<speech "megan" smiling like an angel>>Louder.<br>Tell the phone who’s recording.<</speech>>
She angles her body so the lens catches everything—his flushed face, the soap-slick cock jerking in her fist.
<<speech "ethan">>I’m a pretty sissy! I’m Emily! Please let me cum!<</speech>>
Megan finally gives him what he needs—fast, merciless strokes, both soapy hands twisting in opposite directions.
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He comes with a wrecked cry, thick ropes splattering the glass door, sliding down in slow white rivers while he keeps whimpering “I’m a sissy… I’m a pretty sissy…” over and over like a broken record.
Megan leans in, kisses his cheek sweetly, then grabs her phone from the shelf.
A second later your phone buzzes:
<img src="img/brother/25.png" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;"><<set $time += 1>><<run placeBrotherTrap("admit_sissy_shower", 5)>>
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<span style="font-size:2.8em;letter-spacing:10px;text-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;">BEDROOM – VR SISSY LOOP</span>
Late night. Ethan’s room is dark except for the faint blue glow leaking from the VR headset he’s wearing.
He passed out an hour ago after Megan slipped a mild sedative into his post-dinner shake.
Now he’s flat on his back, snoring softly, completely helpless.
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Megan crawls onto the bed, straddling his chest, and gently slides the sleek black VR headset over his eyes.
She taps the side twice—custom playlist starts, volume low enough that only he can hear the binaural whispers.
Inside the headset, an endless loop begins:
<img src="img/brother/41.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
A gorgeous blonde in pink latex stroking a massive cock while a soft, looping voice whispers “Good girls love cock… good girls swallow… good girls obey.”
<img src="img/brother/45.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
A close-up of glossy lips wrapped around a thick shaft, drool dripping, the words “SISSY THROAT TRAINING” pulsing across the screen.
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</video>
- A spinning pink spiral with captions flashing: “Your name is Emily” — “Panties feel natural” — “You leak when real men speak” — “Thank you for turning me into a girl.”
The audio is layered: soft feminine moans, wet sucking sounds, and a constant, soothing voice repeating “You’ve always been a sissy… you’re just remembering now…”
While Ethan’s brain is drowning in sissy hypno, Megan slips off the bed, pads silently to the door, and beckons you inside.
She drops to her knees the second the door clicks shut.
<<speech "megan">>He’s been looping for twenty minutes already…<br>Listen—<br>you can hear the tiny whimpers he makes every time the spiral says his new name.<</speech>>
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</video>
She pulls your sweats down in one motion and takes you deep—no teasing, no hesitation. Hot, wet, eager.
Her tongue swirls around the head every time Ethan lets out another broken little moan from the bed.
<<speech "megan">>Mmm… he just leaked in his boxers when the video said “good girls don’t cum without permission”…<br>God, he’s going to wake up so confused and horny tomorrow.<</speech>>
She edges you perfectly—bringing you right to the brink every time the hypno track hits a new trigger phrase, then slowing just enough to keep you throbbing.
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She takes you all the way down her throat and swallows every pulse while staring up at you with pure wicked joy.
She wipes her mouth, crawls back to the bed, and gently removes the headset.
Ethan is still out cold, lips parted, a dark wet spot spreading across the front of his boxers.
Megan leans down and kisses his forehead.
<<speech "megan">>Sweet dreams, Emily.<</speech>>
Your phone buzzes—she already AirDropped you the full 47-minute recording of his brain getting rewired.
<<set $time += 1>><<run placeBrotherTrap("sissy_sleep_hypno", 5)>>
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Your text to Megan earlier:
*Film him with the fleshlight tonight. Make him cum fast. Ruin him on camera. Send it to me.*
Ethan’s bedroom door cracked open just enough.
Megan stands in front of the mirror in sheer black lingerie, phone propped on the dresser recording.
She turns slowly, letting the lace hug every curve.
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<<speech "megan">>Look at this body, baby… all dressed up for a real man.<</speech>>
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She grabs the fleshlight from the nightstand, slicks it with lube, and crawls onto the bed.
Ethan is already hard, eyes wide.
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She slides the toy down his shaft slow, teasing.
<<speech "megan">>Feel that? Imagine it’s someone who can actually last.<</speech>>
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She pumps steadily, leaning in to swirl her tongue around the exposed tip between strokes.
Ethan’s hips buck almost immediately.
<<speech "ethan">>Megan… I—<</speech>>
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</video>
Thirty-seven seconds in, he whimpers and erupts inside the fleshlight.
Megan pulls it off with a wet pop, letting the mess drip onto his stomach.
<<speech "megan">>Thirty-seven seconds? Pathetic.<</speech>>
She wraps her hand around his softening cock, stroking lazily while staring into the camera.
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</video>
<<speech "megan">>Look at this useless little thing already going soft. No wonder I’m bored, sissy. Real men don’t finish before I even get warmed up.<</speech>>
She leans closer, voice dripping with mockery.
<<speech "megan">>Say it for the camera, baby. Tell the camera what a quick-shooting, tiny-dicked sissy you are.<</speech>>
<<speech "ethan" broken whisper>>I’m… a quick-shooting, tiny-dicked sissy…<</speech>>
Megan blows a kiss to the lens and stops recording.
<img src="img/brother/58.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">Moments later your phone pings—video attached. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeBrotherTrap("Premie_brother", 5)>>
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Early morning. Ethan stumbles downstairs in boxers, hair a mess, yawning.
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You’re already at the counter pouring two tall glasses of “protein shake”—thick, creamy, strawberry-flavored.
Four crushed estrogen pills swirl invisibly in his.
You hand it over with a lazy grin.
<<speech "ryan">>Drink up, bro. Gotta keep those gains.<</speech>>
He throws it back in six huge gulps, pink foam clinging to his upper lip.
<<speech "ethan">>Tastes kinda… sweet today.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>New recipe. You’ll feel it soon.<</speech>>
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Megan walks in wearing nothing but a pink teddy, thighs bare, nipples hard against the fabric.
She catches sight of the empty glass and her lips curve into a wicked little smirk.
<<speech "megan">>Good boy, Ethan. Drink all your special juice.<</speech>>
Ethan just grunts, clueless, and heads back upstairs with a slight swagger—thinking he’s starting the day strong.
You and Megan lock eyes across the island.
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She’s against you in two steps, back pressed to the counter, your hand already sliding under the waistband of her tiny sleep shorts. Two fingers glide straight into her soaked pussy like they belong there.
<<speech "ryan">>He’s going to be so fucking perfect.<</speech>>
Megan bites her lip hard to stifle a moan, hips rolling into your hand as you curl your fingers exactly where she needs.
<<speech "megan">>Mmm-hmm… softer… prettier… our little doll…<</speech>>
You add a third finger, thumb circling her clit in tight, merciless circles.
<<speech "ryan">>Every morning he’ll swallow another dose while I make you cum in this exact spot.<</speech>>
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</video>
She nods frantically, thighs trembling, clinging to your shoulders as her first orgasm rips through her—silent except for the broken whimper she buries in your neck.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeBrotherTrap("special_sissy_juice", 5)>>
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<span style="font-size:2.8em;letter-spacing:10px;text-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;">LIVING ROOM – THE DOPPELGÄNGER VIDEO</span>
Ethan’s sprawled on the couch playing Xbox.You sit next to him, pull out your phone, and “accidentally” AirPlay a video to the TV.
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</video>
The screen fills with a beautiful brunette sissy — same height, same jawline, same hair as Ethan — on her knees in pink lingerie, makeup flawless, getting face-fucked while moaning in bliss.
Ethan’s controller slips from his hand.<<speech "ethan">>Dude what the fuck, turn it off!<</speech>>
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</video>
You let it run another ten seconds
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</video>long enough for him to see “her” cum hands-free from anal only.<<speech "ryan">>Relax, man. Just thought it was funny how much she looks like you. Same eyes, same mouth… imagine if that was actually you up there getting used like a good girl.<</speech>>You finally stop the video.Ethan’s face is scarlet, hands clamped over his obvious erection.<<speech "ethan">>I don’t look anything like that!<</speech>><<speech "ryan">>Sure you do. Same pretty face. Bet you’d make an even cuter sissy.<</speech>>You leave the phone on the coffee table — the video still paused on “her” tear-streaked, grateful expression.He doesn’t touch the controller again all night.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeBrotherTrap("sissy_tv", 5)>>
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You’re lounging on the couch with Cassie—full makeup, tight mini-dress, heels—when Ethan walks in from the kitchen.
<<speech "ryan">>Ethan, come here. Meet my friend Cassie.<</speech>>
Cassie stands, smiles sweetly, and extends a manicured hand.
<<speech "cassie">>Hi Ethan. Could you be a dear and show me to the bathroom?<</speech>>
Ethan nods, still processing, and leads the way down the hall.
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As they walk, the tight dress clings just enough for the unmistakable outline of a cock to shift with every step.
Ethan’s eyes dart down, then away, then down again.
They reach the bathroom. Cassie steps inside and turns.
<<speech "cassie">>Stay a second, cutie.<</speech>>
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She locks the door, hikes up the dress, and lets a thick,a cock flop out right in front of his face.
Ethan’s mouth opens, no sound comes out.
<<speech "cassie">>Oops, I forgot a few things in the living room. Be a sweetheart and grab them for me?<</speech>>
Ethan bolts out, face burning, and rushes back to you.
<<speech "ethan">>Who… who is she?<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Cassie? She’s my sissy slave. Perfect little pet.<</speech>>
You hand him a small black box.
<<speech "ryan">>Here, take this to her. She’s waiting.<</speech>>
Ethan carries the box back, hands trembling.
Cassie closes the door again, smiles.
<<speech "cassie">>Stay and watch, Ethan. You might learn something.<</speech>> She opens the box: a shiny chastity cage and a jeweled butt plug.
Right in front of him, she lifts the dress again.
Her cock is soft, heavy.
<<speech "cassie">>I love being a sissy… locking myself up for Ryan like a good girl.<</speech>>
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</video>She slides the cage on slowly, clicking it shut.
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</video>Then bends forward, spreads, and eases the plug in with a soft moan.
<<speech "cassie">>There… all tucked away and filled for him.<</speech>>
She straightens the dress, perfect again.
Ethan stares, frozen.
<<speech "cassie">>You can go now, cutie.<</speech>>
He practically runs out.
Moments later Cassie saunters back to you, sits close.
<<speech "cassie">>He’ll make a good sissy.<</speech>> <<set $time += 1>><<run placeBrotherTrap("sissy_friend", 5)>>
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Victor is alone in the bathroom, brushing his teeth.
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</video>
You left Lydia’s black lace panties — still damp from this morning — folded neatly on the counter with a single drop of Ryan’s cum drying in the crotch.
He sees them. Freezes.
<<speech "victor">>What the… Lydia?<</speech>>
He picks them up to throw them in the hamper.
The scent hits him like a fist — perfume, sex, something<<i>>younger<</i>>.
His hand trembles.
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He brings them closer.
Closer.
One involuntary inhale.<hr style="border-color:#0ff;"><br>
<span style="color:#ff3366;font-size:1.6em;">That same night…</span>
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</video>
Victor sits on the edge of the bathtub, panties pressed to his face, jerking off furiously while whispering “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” over and over.
He comes into the lace with a broken sob.
<<speech "ryan">>Welcome to the beginning of the end, Dad.<</speech>>
<<set $fatherCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeFatherTrap("cum_panty_sniff", 5)>>
<<if $fatherCorr % 20 == 0 && $fatherQuestReady < ($fatherCorr / 20)>><<set $fatherQuestReady to ($fatherCorr / 20)>><</if>>
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Night. Victor is snoring in the main bedroom, dead to the world.
You slip the prepared VR headset over his sleeping eyes — wireless, silent, already queued to the 8-hour cuckold hypno loop you made.
<<speech "ryan">>Sweet dreams, Dad.
You’re going to wake up a very different man.<</speech>>
<img src="img/father/42.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #f33;margin-bottom:30px;">
The video starts: endless scenes of wives begging younger bulls,
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</video>
husbands forced to watch, voices whispering “you deserve this… you love this… thank him for taking her…
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<span style="color:#ff3366;font-size:1.6em;">The next morning…</span>
Victor wakes up groggy, headset gone, no memory of putting it on.
He rubs his eyes, but something feels… off.
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He looks at Lydia getting dressed and feels an immediate, shameful twitch in his pants.
<<speech "victor">>…why am I hard?<</speech>>
The hypno voice echoes in his head:
“Watching is your purpose… thank the bull…”
He shakes it off, red-faced, but the seed is planted.
<<speech "ryan">>One night down. Nine more to go.<</speech>>
<<set $fatherCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeFatherTrap("father_vr1", 5)>><<if $fatherCorr % 20 == 0 && $fatherQuestReady < ($fatherCorr / 20)>><<set $fatherQuestReady to ($fatherCorr / 20)>>
<</if>>
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Midnight.
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Dad reaches for his usual Tom Clancy novel on the nightstand.
A thick black business card slides out from chapter 12.
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Front, embossed gold letters:
HOTWIFE LIFE COACHING
First session FREE
“Help your marriage reach its full potential”
<img src="img/father/63.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:1100px;height:auto;border-radius:25px;box-shadow:0 0 120px #f00, 0 0 200px #800;margin:60px 0;">
Back: a single QR code.
He glances at Mom—already asleep—then scans it with his phone.
The browser opens to a sleek, anonymous website:
CuckoldConfessions.com
Pinned at the top of the forum:
<img src="img/father/64.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #f00;margin:40px 0;">
A close-up photo of a small pink chastity cage locked around a shrunken cock, dripping pre-cum.
Overlay caption in bold white text:
“Locked and leaking while she gets what she deserves.”
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Below it, you get a msg :
“New husband ? Just admitted ? Want a guide to turn yourself into a cuckold?”
Dad’s thumb hovers over the browser’s close tab.
He doesn’t tap it.
Instead he scrolls—slowly—down the page. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeFatherTrap("hotwife_bookmark", 5)>><div style="color:#f00;font-size:2em;margin-top:80px;text-shadow:0 0 40px #f00;">
He’s been lurking on that site for nine nights straight.
Never posted a word. Yet.
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Saturday morning. The family is having breakfast.
Lydia is at the stove in her robe, humming.
Victor sits at the island with his coffee, trying to act normal.
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You walk in wearing only boxer briefs — morning wood impossible to hide — and casually pour yourself orange juice.
Victor’s eyes flick down for half a second, then snap away, face reddening.
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You “accidentally” brush past Lydia on your way to the fridge, letting your erection press against her hip for a full two seconds.
She freezes, cheeks pink, but says nothing.
Victor sees everything.
<<speech "ryan">>Morning, Dad. Sleep okay?<</speech>>
<<speech "victor">>Put some clothes on, Ryan.<</speech>>
His voice cracks on your name.
You sit directly across from him, legs spread, and take a long drink of juice, and smirk.
His own cock twitches traitorously under the table.
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Lydia pretends not to notice, but her nipples are hard against the silk robe.
<<set $fatherCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeFatherTrap("morning_wood", 5)>>
<<if $fatherCorr % 20 == 0 && $fatherQuestReady < ($fatherCorr / 20)>><<set $fatherQuestReady to ($fatherCorr / 20)>><</if>>
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Evening. Victor is alone, flipping channels.
You rigged the smart TV last night.
Channel 666 is now a 24-hour cuckold hypno loop disguised as “snow”.
He lands on it by “accident”.
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A soothing voice:
“You are not enough…
Watching is pleasure…
Thank the bull…
Thank him for taking what’s his…”
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Spiral visuals. Flashing images of collared wives, broken husbands, younger men breeding.
Victor stares, remote forgotten in his hand.
<br><hr style="border-color:#0ff;"><br>
<span style="color:#ff3366;font-size:1.6em;">That night…</span>
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He jerks off in the dark to the spiral, hating himself, coming harder than he has in years.
The words “thank you” slip out loud when he finishes.
<<speech "ryan">>Good boy.<</speech>><<set $fatherCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeFatherTrap("father_tvhypno1", 5)>>
<<if $fatherCorr % 20 == 0 && $fatherQuestReady < ($fatherCorr / 20)>><<set $fatherQuestReady to ($fatherCorr / 20)>><</if>>
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Dad settles onto the couch with the family laptop, muttering about finishing some “tax work.”
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A plain black USB stick sits on the coffee table, labeled in your handwriting:
TAXES 2024
He picks it up, turns it over in his fingers.
<<speech "victor">>Taxes… yeah, Lydia said Ryan organized some files for me.<</speech>>
He plugs it in.
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The screen instantly fills with a full-screen video—no folders, no prompt, just autoplay.
Title in bold white letters: “For Curious Husbands.”
Crystal-clear 4K footage begins:
<video src="img/father/53.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
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A stunning bride in her wedding dress on her knees, eagerly taking a younger, thicker cock down her throat while her groom watches from the corner, hand moving slowly in his pants.
<video src="img/father/54.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Cut to another scene: a wife riding reverse cowgirl, moaning loudly as her husband kneels nearby, whispering gratitude.
<<speech "victor">>Jesus Christ—<</speech>>
His hand darts to the trackpad, frantically clicking to close the window.
Nothing happens. The video loops seamlessly.
<<speech "victor">>What the hell… come on, close—<</speech>>
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On screen, a husband leans closer to the bull, voice trembling:
“Thank you for fucking my wife better than I ever could.”
“I love watching her with a real man… thank you, sir.”
Victor’s face flushes deep red. His breathing turns shallow.
<<speech "victor">>This is sick… who would—<</speech>>
He finally yanks the USB out.
The screen goes black, but the last frozen frame lingers in his mind: a husband mouthing “I love watching” with desperate, grateful eyes.
He sits frozen for forty-three long seconds, staring at nothing.
<<speech "victor">>Just… just some stupid prank. Delete it tomorrow.<</speech>>
His hand hovers over the trash bin.
Instead of throwing the stick away, he quietly slips it into his pocket.
<<speech "victor">>Gotta… figure out how it got on there. That’s all.<</speech>>
He closes the laptop with shaking hands and heads upstairs—USB still warm in his pocket.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeFatherTrap("cuck_usb_stick", 5)>><div style="color:#f00;font-size:2em;margin-top:80px;text-shadow:0 0 40px #f00;">He just watched real cuckolds beg and thank the men fucking their wives.
And carried the evidence to bed like contraband.
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A plain black box waits on Megan’s bed, tied with a pink bow and a note in your handwriting:
“For when he can’t be here.
Pick the one that feels right.”
She locks the door, pulse racing, and opens it.
Two silicone replicas stare up at her.
One cast from Ethan—average, familiar.
One cast from you—longer, thicker, heavy in the hand.
<video src="img/megan/52.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
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Megan lifts both out, holding them side-by-side.
Her eyes flick back and forth, lips parting as the difference becomes impossible to ignore.
She sets Ethan’s down on the nightstand without a second glance.
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Yours she places upright on the floor in front of her, the suction base holding it steady like a challenge.
She sinks to her knees.
<<speech "megan">>Fuck…<</speech>>
Her tongue traces the underside slowly, lips stretching around the head.
She takes it deeper, eyes fluttering shut, saliva dripping down the shaft.
Hands move to her shirt, peeling it off, then her bra.
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She presses her bare breasts together around the thick silicone, sliding up and down, moaning softly at the feel of it between her tits.
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Finally she stands, strips the rest of her clothes, and lowers herself onto it.
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One slow inch at a time until she’s fully seated, breath hitching.
She starts to ride—hard, desperate, hips grinding in circles.
<<speech "megan">>Ryan… oh god… Ryan…<</speech>>
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Her pace quickens, fingers finding her clit.
She throws her head back, body shaking as the orgasm crashes through her, inner walls clenching around you—around the only one she chose. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeMeganTrap("dildo_compare", 5)>>
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The house is dark except for the faint glow from your bedroom door, cracked open exactly two inches.
Megan pads down the hallway in tiny sleep shorts, planning to grab water.
She hears wet, rhythmic sounds first—soft gagging, low groans.
<<speech "ryan">>That’s it, Megan… deeper, good girl.<</speech>>
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She freezes.
Peeks through the gap.
<video src="img/megan/62.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
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Inside: a girl who looks exactly like her—same long brown hair, same body, same little waist tattoo—is on all fours on your bed, lips stretched wide around your cock, taking you to the back of her throat with practiced ease.
You grip her hair, guiding her rhythm.
<<speech "ryan">>Fuck, Megan… just like that.<</speech>>
The girl pulls off with a gasp, climbs up, and straddles you.
She sinks down slowly, moaning as you fill her completely.
Her hips roll, riding hard, breasts bouncing with every thrust.
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<<speech "ryan">>Ride me, Megan… show me how bad you want it.<</speech>>
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Real Megan’s hand slips into her shorts without thinking, fingers circling frantically.
She watches the doppelgänger grind faster, hears you growl her name over and over.
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Finally you pull out, push the girl onto her back, and stroke yourself to finish—thick ropes painting across her tits.
<<speech "ryan">>Good girl, Megan.<</speech>>
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Outside in the hallway, real Megan’s knees buckle.
She bites her lip bloody to stay silent as her orgasm hits, thighs trembling, wetness dripping down her leg.
She never makes a sound. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeMeganTrap("doppleganger_fuck", 5)>>
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Chloe’s bedroom door.
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A crisp printed flyer slides under it, landing face-up on the carpet.
Bold headline:
“Top college girls make $10k/month – no experience needed.”
Below: a QR code and the words
“Scan to apply – limited spots.”
She stirs, picks it up groggy, and scans it under the covers.
The fake site loads instantly.
Application form already pre-filled:
Name: Chloe
Age: 19
Body type: Perfect
<<speech "chloe">>What the fuck…?<</speech>>
She scrolls down, heart picking up speed.
Rows of gorgeous models in lingerie, some topless, some fully nude—posing confidently for the camera.
Under the first two she clicks:
<img src="img/sister/52.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Monthly earnings: $20,000
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Monthly earnings: $20,000
Her eyes widen.
She keeps scrolling, breath shallow, thumb frozen over the screen.
Eight full minutes pass.
She doesn’t close the tab.
Instead she bookmarks the page, sets the phone face-down on her chest, and stares at the ceiling. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterTrap("flyer", 5)>>
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<span style="font-size:3.6em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;">THE POLAROIDS</span>
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11:27 a.m.
Chloe reaches into her purse for gum.
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Her fingers brush four blank Polaroids bound with a thin rubber band.
Curious, she slips them out under the desk and fans them like playing cards.
She shakes them one by one.
The images bloom slowly:
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First: a woman bent over, getting fucked hard from behind, thick stack of $100 bills tucked into the waistband of her soaked panties.
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Second: a woman on her knees, cum streaked across her smiling face, proudly holding up a fat wad of cash with both hands.
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Third: a close-up of a woman on all fours, ass up, trying to pick up scattered bills off the floor with only her mouth—tongue out, bills fluttering just out of reach.
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Forth: a woman being fucked from behind and on the other side, a man is waving cash in front of her
Chloe’s breath catches.
She stares at each photo as it fully develops, thighs pressed tight together under the desk.
<<speech "chloe">>Holy shit…<</speech>>
She glances around—no one’s watching—then slips all four back into the deepest pocket of her purse, face down, rubber band snapped tight.
She doesn’t throw a single one away.
<<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterTrap("poloroid_money", 5)>>
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Movie night over. Chloe already upstairs.
Angela slips into the guest room to grab her phone charger.
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On the nightstand sits her Sybian—someone has swapped the old flat pad for a new, realistic cock attachment.
Long, thick, veined, standing proud.
She stares for a long moment.
<<speech "angela">>Oh my god…<</speech>>
The door is cracked just enough for you to watch unseen from the hallway.
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Angela locks the door, dims the light, and kneels in front of the machine.
She leans in, tongue flicking out to wet the tip, then dragging slowly down the shaft, coating it with long, deliberate licks until it glistens.
<video src="img/sistergf/53.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
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She stands, strips off her shorts and panties, and straddles the Sybian facing forward.
Lowering herself inch by inch, she sinks down with a shaky gasp as it fills her completely.
Her hips start to grind in slow circles, eyes fluttering shut.
<<speech "angela">>Fuck…<</speech>>
She reaches for the remote, turns it on low.
The vibrations hum through her.
Her grinding quickens, breath coming in soft moans.
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Then she turns around, facing away now, hands braced on her thighs.
She starts riding properly—up and down, harder, faster—taking every inch with each drop.
The machine buzzes louder as she cranks the speed.
<<speech "angela">>Yes… yes… oh god—<</speech>>
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Her back arches.
She slams down one final time and freezes, body shaking violently as the orgasm rips through her, thighs clamping tight around the machine.
She stays there, trembling, riding out every aftershock.
Finally she lifts off, legs weak, and collapses onto the bed—still breathing hard. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterGFTrap("symbian_attachment", 5)>>
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You leave a single cocktail on the living room coffee table—deep red, extra cherries on a little skewer.
The drink is laced with a strong aphrodisiac.
The cherries are soaked in a fast-acting hallucinogen.
Angela wanders in after her shower, hair damp,
<video src="img/sistergf/62.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
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She spots the drink, smiles, assumes it’s from Chloe.
She takes a long sip, then plucks a cherry and bites down.
The hallucinogen hits first.
The room tilts.
Suddenly you’re there—sitting on the sofa, watching her with that calm, hungry smile.
The aphrodisiac follows seconds later—heat blooming low in her belly, spreading fast.
<<speech "angela">>Ryan…?<</speech>>
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She lifts her t-shirt, baring her breasts to you, nipples already hard.
She drops to her knees in front of the sofa, thighs parting slightly—an invitation.
You stay seated.
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She crawls closer, takes your hand, and slides your thumb into her mouth.
She sucks slow and deep, eyes locked on yours while you cup her cheek, thumb pressing against her tongue.
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You pluck another cherry from the glass and feed it to her.
<<speech "angela">>Please…<</speech>>
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</video>
She rises up on her knees, pulls her panties aside, and shows you her dripping pussy.
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In the hallucination you stand, cock straining hard against your pants.
She reaches out, palm stroking the thick bulge over the fabric, moaning softly at the size.
Her breath hitches—
—and suddenly the room snaps back.
She’s alone on the carpet, hand buried between her thighs, soaked, shaking from the edge of an orgasm that never quite finished.
The empty glass sits beside her. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterGFTrap("hallucination", 5)>>
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<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 40px #ff00ff;">AUNT LEVEL 1 – FIRST TASTE</span>
Late afternoon. The hallway outside the guest bedroom.Vanessa’s voice leaks through the cracked door, low and furious, phone pressed to her ear.
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<<speech "vanessa">>No, I’m serious, Claire. If he doesn’t fuck me properly soon I’m going to lose my goddamn mind.<br>I’m so wound up I could scream. I actually fantasize about just… taking control for once. Pinning him down. Making him beg.<br>God, listen to me… I sound insane.<</speech>>A long silence. Then a shaky laugh that doesn’t reach her eyes.<<speech "vanessa">>I have to go.<</speech>>She ends the call, steps into the hallway—and freezes.You’re leaning against the wall five feet away, arms crossed, slow smile spreading across Ryan’s face.<video src="img/aunt/q12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
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</video>Her cheeks ignite crimson.
The silk robe she’s wearing suddenly feels paper-thin.<<speech "vanessa">>Ryan… how long have you—<</speech>><<speech "ryan">>Long enough.<</speech>>You don’t look shocked.
You don’t look embarrassed.
You look… hungry. Amused. Utterly in control.She tries to pull the robe tighter, but her hands are shaking.<<speech "vanessa">>You didn’t hear anything. Forget it. Please.<</speech>>You push off the wall, take one slow step closer.<<speech "ryan">>I heard a woman who knows exactly what she wants… and has never been allowed to take it.<</speech>>
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Her breath catches.
For the first time in weeks, the frustration in her eyes flickers into something else—something dangerous and electric.She swallows hard, pupils blown wide.<<speech "ryan">>Don’t worry, Auntie.<br>Your secret is safe with me… for now.<</speech>>
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style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
You walk away whistling.Behind you, Vanessa stands rooted to the spot, thighs pressed together so hard they tremble.<<speech "vanessa">>…fuck.<</speech>>
<<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff00ff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:3;">
Vanessa is now your permanent collared pet. She crawls behind you everywhere.
<<set $time += 1>><<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue your revenge|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#300060);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 70px #ff00ff;">AUNT LEVEL 2 – THE BLACKMAIL OFFER</span>11:42 p.m.
The house is silent except for the soft click of the mouse.
<img src="img/aunt/q21.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
Vanessa is at the dining-room table, laptop open, robe slipping off one shoulder, wine forgotten.She thinks she’s alone.You move like a shadow and stop right behind her chair.
<video src="img/aunt/q22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
On her screen: a private browser tab full of dominant women in latex, crops in hand, leashed submissives at their feet.
<video src="img/aunt/q23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She’s been scrolling for almost an hour.You lean in, voice low against her ear.<<speech "ryan">>Interesting taste, Auntie.<</speech>>She startles so hard the chair rolls back an inch.
The screen slams shut.<<speech "vanessa">>Ryan! What the hell— get out!<</speech>>Her face is scarlet, hands trembling.You sit down beside her, calm as anything, and unlock your phone.<<speech "ryan">>Relax.<br>I can give you exactly what you’re looking at.<</speech>>You open the short video you prepared weeks ago and tilt the phone so only she can see.First frame: a gorgeous woman on her knees, thick leather collar locked tight, leash dangling between her bare breasts. <video src="img/aunt/q24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>Next: you (masked, full latex) yank the leash hard; she drops to all fours and crawls, whimpering. <video src="img/aunt/q25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>Next: you bring the flogger down across her ass again and again until it’s bright red and she’s sobbing “thank you, Mistress.”
<video src="img/aunt/q26.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
You stop the video.<<speech "ryan">>I can teach you to be the one holding the leash.<br>Real lessons. Real power.<br>In return… you do small favors for me whenever I ask.<br>Starting right now.<</speech>>Vanessa is breathing through her mouth, pupils blown wide.<<speech "vanessa">>You’re insane. I’m your aunt. This is—<</speech>><<speech "ryan">>Wrong?<br>Like hiding pictures of dominant women at midnight?<br>Or like secretly wishing you were the one on the floor with the collar?<</speech>>You Again, open your phone and show her the dominant figure she wants to be.
<video src="img/aunt/q27.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
<<speech "ryan">>You want to be her… <</speech>>Silence stretches for ten long seconds.Her hands move to the The silk falls away.Full, perfect breasts spill free, nipples already hard.
<img src="img/aunt/q28.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
She doesn’t cover herself.<<speech "vanessa">>…teach me.<</speech>>Her voice is barely a whisper, but it’s the sound of a lock clicking open forever.You smile.<<speech "ryan">>Good girl.<br>Lesson one starts tomorrow.<</speech>>
<<set $auntTier to 2>>
<<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
<<set $uncleTrapsLocked to false>> /* instantly unlocks Uncle sissy path */<div style="color:#ffd700;font-size:1.8em;margin-top:40px;auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
She just bared herself and begged to be taught.
Marcus’s world is about to end.
[[She’s ready to learn|House Hub]]
</div></div>LEVEL 3 – THE COLLAR APPEARS IN HER DREAMS
<<set $time += 1>><<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div>LEVEL 4 – FIRST “ACCIDENTAL” NUDE
Tier 3 unlocked
<<set $auntTier to 3>><<set $time += 1>><<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div>LEVEL 5 – SHE CALLS YOU MASTER
<<set $time += 1>><<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div>LEVEL 6 – GREETS YOU ON HER KNEES
Tier 4 unlocked
<<set $auntTier to 4>><<set $time += 1>><<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div>LEVEL 7 – COOKS & SERVES NAKED
<<set $time += 1>><<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div>LEVEL 8 – SIGNS SLAVE CONTRACT
Tier 5 unlocked
<<set $auntTier to 5>><<set $time += 1>><<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div>LEVEL 9 – BEGS TO BE BRED IN FRONT OF FAMILY
<<set $time += 1>><<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:120px 30px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#330033);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;">BROTHER QUEST 1 – FIRST PROSTATE MILKING</span>
<br><span style="color:#ff69b4;">You → Megan</span><br>
<img src="img/brother/q11.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Twenty-three minutes Later.
<video src="img/brother/q12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Her hand is already between his legs, lazily stroking him to full hardness while she humps his thigh.
She breaks the kiss, lips shiny, voice syrupy.
<<speech "megan">>I wanna try something new tonight, baby… something that’s gonna feel insane.<br>Just trust me, okay?<</speech>>
Ethan nods, dazed and horny.
Megan pushes him flat on his back, spreads his thighs wide, and slicks two fingers with lube right in front of his face.
<video src="img/brother/q13.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She teases his hole for a few seconds—circling, pressing—until he’s panting and lifting his hips on instinct.
One finger slides in.
Then the second.
She crooks them immediately, finds his prostate, and starts a steady, firm milking motion.
<<speech "megan">>Feel that, sweetheart? That little spot right there is your new favorite button.<br>Real boys cum from their cocks. Sissies cum from here.<</speech>>
Ethan’s eyes go wide.
His cock jerks against his stomach, already leaking, completely untouched.
<video src="img/brother/q14.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Megan keeps the rhythm perfect—slow circles, then quick little “come here” motions that make his thighs tremble uncontrollably.
<<speech "megan">>Look at you leaking like a girl…<br>If you want to finish, you have to say who you are.<br>Tell me your pretty new name, Emily.<</speech>>
He tries to hold out for maybe ten seconds.
<<speech "ethan">>I—I’m Emily… I’m your sissy… please don’t stop…<</speech>>
Megan smiles like an angel and presses harder.
<video src="img/brother/q15.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
His back arches off the bed.
His untouched cock pulses once, twice—then erupts in thick, endless ropes that splatter up his chest and chin while he sobs “Emily! I’m Emily!” over and over, the words turning into high-pitched whimpers as his prostate milks itself dry around her fingers.
Megan keeps gently stroking the spot through every aftershock until he’s shaking and oversensitive, tears in his eyes.
She lifts the phone so the camera catches his ruined, blissful face.
<<speech "megan">>Good girl, Emily. You just came like a perfect little sissy.<br>Say thank you.<</speech>>
<<speech "ethan">>Th-thank you…<</speech>>
Your phone pings again—Megan’s text:
<img src="img/brother/q16.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
<<set $broQuestReady to 0>><div style="color:#ff1493;font-size:2.2em;margin-top:60px;">
First hands-free sissygasm complete.
He thanked his girlfriend for finger-fucking the cum out of him while calling himself Emily on camera.
</div>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:120px 30px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#330033);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;">BROTHER QUEST 2 – CAUGHT & PEGGED & GIFT-WRAPPED</span>
Your phone vibrates.
<img src="img/brother/q21.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
A new video from Megan
You hit play.
<video src="img/brother/q22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Ethan is on all fours in the middle of his bed, wearing nothing but a pair of baby-blue lace panties that are already soaked at the tip.
<video src="img/brother/q23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Megan steps into frame putting on, strap-on around her hips.
<<speech "megan">>Hey baby… thought you’d like to watch Emily’s cherry get popped live.<</speech>>
She walks behind him, slaps his ass hard enough to leave a pink handprint.
<<speech "megan">>Tell Ryan what’s about to happen, sweetie.<</speech>>
<<speech "brother">>I… I’m going to get fucked in the ass today…<</speech>>
<video src="img/brother/q24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Megan hooks her fingers in the waistband of the panties and slowly peels them down to his knees.
She gathers the damp lace, brings it to his face, and rubs the wet spot across his lips and nose until he’s breathing in his own pre-cum.
<<speech "megan">>Smell how excited you are to be a girl.<</speech>>
She shoves the panties into his mouth like a gag,
<video src="img/brother/q25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
then pulls them back up so the soaked crotch sits between his tongue.
<video src="img/brother/q26.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She slicks the strap-on with lube right in front of the lens, making sure you see every inch, then lines up behind him.
<<speech "megan">>Relax, princess. First time always stings a little.<</speech>>
<video src="img/brother/q27.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She pushes in slow.
Ethan’s muffled scream vibrates through the panties.
His back arches, fingers clawing at the sheets as Megan sinks deeper and deeper until her hips meet his ass.
<video src="img/brother/q28.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
<<speech "megan">>Shhh, good girl… just breathe, baby girl.<</speech>>
Finally she grabs the phone, brings it close to her smiling face, lips glossy, hair wild.
<<speech "megan">>So… how do you like my present?<br>He’s officially not a virgin anymore.<br>Can’t wait for you to try him out in person.<</speech>>
<video src="img/brother/q29.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She blows a kiss and the screen goes black.<<set $broQuestReady to 0>><<set $time += 1>><<set $broTier to 2>><div style="color:#ff1493;font-size:2.2em;margin-top:60px;">
He just lost his anal virginity to his girlfriend’s strap-on, came hands-free again, and got taste-tested on camera.
All gift-wrapped in his own soaked panties.
</div>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:80px 40px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.6;">
<span style="font-size:1.5em;letter-spacing:8px;">CORRUPTION LEVELS</span>
<div style="font-size:1em;line-height:2.4;">
Father<span style="filter:blur(5px);cursor:pointer;" onclick="this.style.filter='none'">(Cuckold Slave)</span> $fatherCorr<br>
Mother<span style="filter:blur(5px);cursor:pointer;" onclick="this.style.filter='none'">(Slave)</span> $motherCorr<br>
Brother <span style="filter:blur(5px);cursor:pointer;" onclick="this.style.filter='none'">(Sissy)</span> $broCorr<br>
Chloe <span style="filter:blur(5px);cursor:pointer;" onclick="this.style.filter='none'">(Prostitute)</span> $sisterCorr<br>
Uncle<span style="filter:blur(5px);cursor:pointer;" onclick="this.style.filter='none'">(Shemale)</span> $uncleCorr<br>
Aunt<span style="filter:blur(5px);cursor:pointer;" onclick="this.style.filter='none'">(Slave)</span> $auntCorr<br>
Megan<span style="filter:blur(5px);cursor:pointer;" onclick="this.style.filter='none'">(Corrupted Ally)</span> $broGFCorr<br>
Angela<span style="filter:blur(5px);cursor:pointer;" onclick="this.style.filter='none'">(Lovestruck Pet)</span> $sisterGFCorr<br>
</div>
For Every 20 Corruption Point there will be a Quest at House Hub<br>And the the character rises in Tier of corruption for every 2 Quest Events
The higher the number, the more broken they are.<br>
There is no upper limit.
[[← close|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:80px 40px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.6;">
<span style="font-size:1.8em;letter-spacing:8px;">WHERE THEY ARE — $time</span>
<br>
Father → $schedule[$time].father<br>
Mother → $schedule[$time].mother<br>
Brother → $schedule[$time].brother<br>
Sister → $schedule[$time].sister<br>
Uncle → $schedule[$time].uncle<br>
Aunt → $schedule[$time].aunt<br>
Ryan → $schedule[$time].cousin<br>
Bro’s GF → $schedule[$time].broGF<br>
Sis’s GF → $schedule[$time].sisterGF<br>
<br>
[[← close|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">The current version of the game ends here. I will keep up updating this game & will be adding to all the storylines developed so far.
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[[Go Back|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 40px #fff;">LEVEL 1 – THE FIRST CRACK</span>
<br>
<img src="img/father/q11.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #f33;margin-bottom:30px;">
Late afternoon. Victor is alone in the living room, flipping channels.
You slipped two crushed Viagra into his coffee an hour ago.
He’s already shifting in his seat, face flushed, trying to ignore the steel-hard erection straining against his slacks.
You walk in casually, phone in hand.
<<speech "ryan">>Hey Dad, you gotta see this pathetic shit I found online.<</speech>>
You shove the phone in his face.
<video src="img/father/q12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
A 4K video: a wife riding a young bull while her husband kneels in the corner, stroking himself and thanking them.
<img src="img/father/q13.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #f33;margin-bottom:30px;">
Victor tries to look away. He can’t.
His cock throbs visibly.
<<speech "ryan">>Look at this loser. Gets off watching his own wife get fucked.
What kind of man lets that happen?<</speech>>
<video src="img/father/q14.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
You laugh, loud and cruel.
<<speech "ryan">>Imagine being that weak.
Imagine getting hard from it.
Fucking disgusting.<</speech>>
Victor’s mouth opens, closes.
No words come out.
His face is scarlet, sweat beading on his forehead.
You leave the phone on the coffee table and walk out, whistling.
<video src="img/father/q15.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
The second the door closes behind you, Victor’s hand shoots to his crotch.
He hates himself for it, but he can’t stop.
<video src="img/father/q16.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
<<speech "victor">>No… no no no… What the fuck is wrong with me…?<</speech>>
He deletes the video.
He doesn’t delete it fast enough.
<<speech "ryan">>One dose down.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>You’re already broken, Dad.<</speech>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[The poison spreads|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff3366;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
LEVEL 10 – TOTAL CUCKOLD
Victor is broken. He lives to serve the bull who stole his wife.
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue your revenge|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 40px #f00;">LEVEL 2 – THE SEARCH BEGINS</span>
<br>
<img src="img/father/q21.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #f33;margin-bottom:30px;">
A few nights later. 2:14 a.m.
Victor can’t sleep.
The house is silent. Lydia is snoring softly beside him.
He picks up his phone with shaking hands.
Opens incognito mode.
He types, deletes, types again.
Finally:
“cuckold lifestyle”
Hundreds of results. Forums. Stories. Videos.
He clicks the first video.
<video src="img/father/q22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Same scene as before — wife on all fours, husband watching, thanking.
<video src="img/father/q23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
His cock is instantly hard again.
<<speech "victor">>Just… just to understand why people…<<i>>fuck<</i>><</speech>>
Lydia’s sleepy voice:
<<speech "lydia">>Vic? What are you doing?<</speech>>
He slams the phone face-down, heart hammering.
<<speech "victor">>N-nothing! Couldn’t sleep. Work email.<</speech>>
She mumbles something and rolls over.
Victor lies there rigid, cock throbbing against his stomach, phone burning in his hand.
He waits ten agonizing minutes until her breathing evens out again.
Then, shaking, he opens the phone.
<video src="img/father/q24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
The video is still paused on the husband’s tear-streaked, grateful face.
Victor starts the video again… <<speech "victor">>I’m not… I’m not like him…<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Yes you are, Dad. And tomorrow you’ll watch again.<</speech>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>><<set $fatherTier to 2>>
[[He’s falling faster than she is|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff3366;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
LEVEL 3 – NIGHTMARES BEGIN
(Scene here)
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff3366;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
LEVEL 4 – THE COLLAR APPEARS
(Scene here)
<<set $fatherTier to 3>>
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff3366;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
LEVEL 5 – HE STARTS TO WATCH
(Scene here)
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff3366;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
LEVEL 6 – FORCED TO CLEAN
(Scene here)
<<set $fatherTier to 4>>
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff3366;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
LEVEL 7 – THE CAGE
(Scene here)
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff3366;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
LEVEL 8 – PUBLIC HUMILIATION
(Scene here)
<<set $fatherTier to 5>>
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#ff3366;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
LEVEL 9 – HE THANKS YOU
(Scene here)
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:10px 5px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;"><img src="img/5.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:10px;margin-bottom:10px;"><<if $motherTier is 2 && $fatherTier is 2 && $auntTier is 2 && $uncleTier is 2 && $broGFTier is 2 && $broTier is 2 && $sisterGFTier is 2 && $sisterTier is 2>>[[Thank You|Demo End]]<<else>>
You wear Ryan’s face.
<<if $motherQuestReady > 0>> <div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;"> <button style="background:#000;border:4px solid #f0f;color:#f0f;padding:20px 60px;font-size:2em;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #f0f;"> <<link "▶ PLAY MOTHER QUEST $motherQuestReady">> <<switch $motherQuestReady>><<case 1>><<goto "Mother Quest 1">> <<case 2>><<goto "Mother Quest 2">> <</switch>> <</link>> </button> </div><</if>><<if $fatherQuestReady > 0>> <div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;"> <button style="background:#000;border:4px solid #f00;color:#f00;padding:20px 60px;font-size:2em;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #f00;"> <<link "▶ PLAY FATHER QUEST $fatherQuestReady">> <<switch $fatherQuestReady>><<case 1>><<goto "Father Quest 1">> <<case 2>><<goto "Father Quest 2">> <</switch>> <</link>> </button> </div><</if>><<if $auntQuestReady > 0>> <div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;"> <button style="background:#000;border:4px solid #ba55d3;color:#ba55d3;padding:20px 60px;font-size:2em;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;"> <<link "▶ PLAY AUNT QUEST $auntQuestReady">> <<switch $auntQuestReady>><<case 1>><<goto "Aunt Quest 1">> <<case 2>><<goto "Aunt Quest 2">> <</switch>> <</link>> </button> </div><</if>><<if $uncleQuestReady > 0>> <div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;"> <button style="background:#000;border:4px solid #ffd700;color:#ffd700;padding:20px 60px;font-size:2.2em;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #ffd700;"> <<link "◈ PLAY UNCLE QUEST $uncleQuestReady">> <<switch $uncleQuestReady>><<case 1>><<goto "Uncle Quest 1">> <<case 2>><<goto "Uncle Quest 2">> <</switch>> <</link>> </button> </div><</if>><<if $broGFQuestReady > 0>>
<div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;">
<button style="background:#000;border:4px solid #ff69b4;color:#ff69b4;padding:20px 60px;font-size:2em;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ff69b4;cursor:pointer;">
<<link "▶ PLAY MEGAN QUEST $broGFQuestReady">>
<<switch $broGFQuestReady>>
<<case 1>><<goto "Megan Quest 1">>
<<case 2>><<goto "Megan Quest 2">>
<</switch>>
<</link>>
</button>
</div>
<</if>>
<<if $sisterQuestReady gte 1>>
<div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;">
<button style="background:#000;border:4px solid #ff4500;color:#ff4500;padding:20px 60px;font-size:2em;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ff4500;cursor:pointer;">
<<link "PLAY CHLOE QUEST $sisterQuestReady">>
<<switch $sisterQuestReady>>
<<case 1>><<goto "Sister Quest 1">>
<<case 2>><<goto "Sister Quest 2">>
<</switch>>
<</link>>
</button>
</div>
<</if>><<if $sisterGFQuestReady gte 1>>
<div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;">
<button style="background:#000;border:4px solid #ff69b4;color:#ff69b4;padding:20px 60px;font-size:2em;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ff69b4;">
<<link "PLAY Angela's QUEST $sisterGFQuestReady">>
<<switch $sisterGFQuestReady>>
<<case 1>><<goto "SisterGF Quest 1">>
<<case 2>><<goto "SisterGF Quest 2">>
<</switch>>
<</link>>
</button>
</div>
<</if>>
<<if $broQuestReady gte 1>>
<div style="text-align:center;margin:40px 0;">
<button style="background:#000;border:4px solid #ff1493;color:#ff1493;padding:22px 70px;font-size:2.2em;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #ff1493;cursor:pointer;">
<<link "▶ PLAY BROTHER QUEST $broQuestReady">>
<<switch $broQuestReady>>
<<case 1>><<goto "Brother Quest 1">>
<<case 2>><<goto "Brother Quest 2">>
<<case 3>><<goto "Brother Quest 3">>
<<case 4>><<goto "Brother Quest 4">>
<<case 5>><<goto "Brother Quest 5">>
<<case 6>><<goto "Brother Quest 6">>
<<case 7>><<goto "Brother Quest 7">>
<<case 8>><<goto "Brother Quest 8">>
<<case 9>><<goto "Brother Quest 9">>
<<case 10>><<goto "Brother Quest 10">>
<</switch>>
<</link>>
</button>
</div>
<</if>>
<div style="max-width:860px;margin:0 auto;">
<table style="width:100%;table-layout:fixed;border-collapse:separate;border-spacing:12px;">
<tr>
<td style="border:4px solid #ff00ff;border-radius:12px;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/masterbedroom.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;opacity:<<$motherTier/5.5>>;">
<div style="color:#ff00ff;font-size:1.4em;text-shadow:0 0 12px #ff00ff;margin-top:8px;">[[Location MainBedroom]]</div>
</td>
<td style="border:4px solid #ba55d3;border-radius:12px;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/uncle_aunt_room.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;opacity:<<$auntTier/5.5>>;">
<div style="color:#ba55d3;font-size:1.35em;text-shadow:0 0 12px #ba55d3;margin-top:8px;">[[Location UncleRoom]]</div>
</td>
<td style="border:4px solid #0ff;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 16px #0ff;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/brother_room.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;"><div style="color:#0ff;font-size:1.35em;text-shadow:0 0 10px #0ff;margin-top:8px;">[[Location BrotherRoom]]</div>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td style="border:4px solid #0ff;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 16px #0ff;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/sister_room.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;"><div style="color:#0ff;font-size:1.35em;text-shadow:0 0 10px #0ff;margin-top:8px;">[[Location SisterRoom]]</div>
</td>
<td style="border:4px solid #0ff;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 16px #0ff;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/kitchen.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;"><div style="color:#0ff;font-size:1.35em;text-shadow:0 0 10px #0ff;margin-top:8px;">[[Location Kitchen]]</div>
</td> <td style="border:4px solid #0ff;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 16px #0ff;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/bathroom.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;"><div style="color:#0ff;font-size:1.35em;text-shadow:0 0 10px #0ff;margin-top:8px;">[[Location Bathroom]]</div>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td style="border:4px solid #0ff;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 16px #0ff;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/livingroom.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;"><div style="color:#0ff;font-size:1.35em;text-shadow:0 0 10px #0ff;margin-top:8px;">[[Location LivingRoom]]</div>
</td>
<td style="border:4px solid #0ff;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 16px #0ff;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/3.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;"><div style="color:#0ff;font-size:1.35em;text-shadow:0 0 10px #0ff;margin-top:8px;">[[Player Room]]</div>
</td>
<<if $basementunlocked >>
<td style="border:4px solid #ba55d3;border-radius:12px;background:#000;padding:10px;">
<img src="img/basement.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;opacity:<<$auntTier/5.5>>;">
<div style="color:#ba55d3;font-size:1.35em;text-shadow:0 0 12px #ba55d3;margin-top:8px;">[[Location Basement]]</div>
</td>
<<else>>
<td style="border:4px solid #333;border-radius:12px;background:#000;padding:10px;filter:grayscale(100%);position:relative;">
<img src="img/basement.jpg" style="width:100%;height:auto;border-radius:10px;opacity:0.3;">
<div style="position:absolute;top:50%;left:50%;transform:translate(-50%,-50%);font-size:3em;color:#555;">🔒</div>
<div style="color:#555;font-size:1.2em;margin-top:8px;">[[Location Basement - locked]]</div>
</td>
<</if>>
</tr>
</table>
</div><br>
[[← Back|Player Room]]
<</if>></div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<img src="img/basement/cb.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 20px #0ff;">
[[House Hub]]</div>[[House Hub]]<div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<img src="img/bathroom.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 20px #0ff;">
<span style="font-size:2.2em;letter-spacing:8px;">BATHROOM</span><br>
<<if $schedule[$time].aunt is "bathroom">>
<<switch $auntTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Aunt traps</strong>
[[Imaginary Fuck(+5)|Place Aunt t1 Bathroom]]
[[Her future in poloroids(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Aunt t1 Bathroom1]]
<</switch>><</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].mother is "bathroom">>
<<switch $motherTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Mother traps</strong><br> [[Spike body wash (+5)|Place Mother t1 Bathroom]]
[[A panty she won't forget (+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Mother t1 Bathroom1]]
<</switch>><</if>><<if $schedule[$time].sister is "bathroom">>
<<switch $sisterTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Chloe is here</strong>
[[“Gift” expensive lingerie then demand it back (+5)|place sister t1 bathroom]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].father is "bathroom" >>
<<switch $fatherTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Father traps </strong>
[[Cum on Lydia's panties|Place Father t1 Bathroom]]
<</switch>><</if>><<if $auntTier < 2 and $schedule[$time].uncle is "bathroom">>
<strong style="color:#800;">Locked</strong><br>
You cannot touch Marcus yet.<br>
Vanessa must fall to Tier 2 first.
<<else>>
<<if $schedule[$time].uncle is "bathroom">>
<<switch $uncleTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Uncle traps </strong><br> [[Shower Suprise|Place Uncle t1 Bathroom]]
<</switch>><</if>>
<</if>><<if $schedule[$time].broGF is "bathroom">>
<<switch $broGFTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Megan is here</strong><br>
[[Door unlocked – jerk off calling her name (+5)|place brogf t1 bathroom]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>><<if not $broTrapsLocked && $schedule[$time].brother is "bathroom">>
<span style="color:#ff69b4;font-weight:bold;">Brother traps available:</span><br>
<<switch $broTier>>
<<case 1>>
[[Megan making him admit he’d be pretty as a girl (+5)|Place Brother t1 Bathroom]]
<<case 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10>>
<span style="color:#666;">(Tier-1 Shower confession already used)</span><br>
<</switch>>
<<elseif $broGFTier < 2 && $schedule[$time].brother is "bathroom">>
<span style="color:#ff69b4;">You cannot touch Ethan yet.<br>Megan must fall to Tier 2 first.</span>
<</if>><<if $schedule[$time].sisterGF is "bathroom">>
<<switch $sisterGFTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Angela is here</strong>
[[APHRODISIAC SHOWER GEL (+5)|place sistergf t1 bathroom]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].mother is "bathroom" or $schedule[$time].aunt is "bathroom" or $schedule[$time].father is "bathroom" or $schedule[$time].uncle is "bathroom">>
<<else>>The bathroom is empty or occupied by someone else right now.
<</if>>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<img src="img/6.1.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 20px #0ff;">
<span style="font-size:2.2em;letter-spacing:8px;">Brother's BEDROOM</span>
<<if $schedule[$time].broGF is "brotherroom">>
<<switch $broGFTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Megan is here</strong><br>
[["Find" her dildo & send comparison pic (+5)|place brogf t1 brotherroom]]
[[A gift she won't forget (+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Megan t1 Bedroom1]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>>
<<if not $broTrapsLocked>>
<<if $schedule[$time].brother is "brotherroom">>
<<switch $broTier>>
<<case 1>><span style="color:#ff69b4;font-weight:bold;">Brother traps available:</span>
[[Put VR on him (+5)|Place Brother t1 Bedroom]]
[[2 pumps (+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Brother t1 Bedroom1]]
<<case 2 3 4 5>>
<span style="color:#666;">(Tier 1 already used)</span>
<</switch>><</if>><<else>>You cannot touch ethan yet.<br>
Megan must fall to Tier 2 first.
<</if>>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;"><img src="img/kitchen.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 20px #0ff;"><span style="font-size:2.2em;letter-spacing:8px;">KITCHEN</span>
<<if $schedule[$time].mother is "kitchen">><<switch $motherTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Mother traps</strong><br>[[Spike coffee creamer (+5)|Place Mother t1 Kithchen]]
[[Her special Bowl (+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Mother t1 Kitchen1]]
<</switch>><</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].aunt is "kitchen">>
<<switch $auntTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Aunt traps</strong>
[[Hypno-Domme Text(+5)|Place Aunt t1 Kitchen]]
<</switch>><</if>><<if $schedule[$time].sister is "kitchen">>
<<switch $sisterTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Chloe is here</strong>
[[Show her a Chaturbate stream & talk money (+5)|place sister t1 Kitchen]]
[[Place some SPICY poloroids for her(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Sister t1 Kitchen1]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>><<if $schedule[$time].sisterGF is "kitchen">>
<<switch $sisterGFTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Angela is here</strong>
[[ANONYMOUS HYPNO VIDEO (+5)|place sistergf t1 kitchen]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].father is "kitchen">>
<<switch $fatherTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Father traps </strong>
[[Stiff Accident(+5)|Place Father t1 Kitchen]]
<</switch>>
<</if>><<if $auntTier < 2>>
<strong style="color:#800;">Locked</strong><br>
You cannot touch Marcus yet.<br>
Vanessa must fall to Tier 2 first.
<<else>>
<<if $schedule[$time].uncle is "kitchen">>
<<switch $uncleTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Uncle traps </strong><br> [[Salty Coffee|Place Uncle t1 Kitchen]]<</switch>><</if>>
<</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].broGF is "kitchen">>
<<switch $broGFTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Megan is here</strong><br>
[[Heart-shaped pancakes & syrup accident (+5)|place brogf t1 kitchen]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>><<if not $broTrapsLocked && $schedule[$time].brother is "kitchen">>
<<switch $broTier>>
<<case 1>><span style="color:#ff69b4;font-weight:bold;">Brother traps available:</span><br> [[Slip estrogen into his breakfast shake (+5)|Place Brother t1 Kitchen]]
<</switch>>
<<elseif $broGFTier < 2 && $schedule[$time].brother is "kitchen">>
<span style="color:#ff69b4;">You cannot touch Ethan yet.<br>Megan must fall to Tier 2 first.</span>
<</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].mother is "kitchen" or $schedule[$time].aunt is "kitchen" or $schedule[$time].father is "kitchen",$schedule[$time].uncle is "kitchen">>
Kitchen is quiet outside morning/afternoon.
<</if>>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<img src="img/livingroom.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 20px #0ff;">
<span style="font-size:2.2em;letter-spacing:8px;">LIVING ROOM </span>
<<if $schedule[$time].sister is "livingroom">>
<<switch $sisterTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Chloe is here</strong>
[[Anonymous $1000 panty request (+5)|place sister t1 Livingroom]]
<</switch>><</if>><<if $schedule[$time].sisterGF is "livingroom">>
<<switch $sisterGFTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Angela is here</strong>
[[Cum DESSERT (+5)|place sistergf t1 livingroom]]
[[Spiked Cocktail(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place SisterGF t1 LivingRoom1]]
<</switch>><</if>><<if $schedule[$time].mother is "livingroom">><<switch $motherTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Mother traps</strong><br> [[Cum on TV remote (+5)|Place Mother t1 Livingroom]]
<</switch>><</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].aunt is "livingroom">>
<<switch $auntTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Aunt traps</strong>
[[Send her a Dickpic(+5)|Place Aunt t1 Livingroom]]
[[A special book for the lady(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Aunt t1 Livingroom1]]
<</switch>><</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].father is "livingroom">>
<<switch $fatherTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Father traps </strong>
[[Hypno on TV (+5)|Place Father t1 Livingroom]]
[[Special file for a husband(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Father t1 Livingroom1]]
<</switch>>
<</if>><<if $auntTier < 2 and $schedule[$time].uncle is "livingroom">>
<strong style="color:#800;">Locked</strong><br>
You cannot touch Marcus yet.<br>
Vanessa must fall to Tier 2 first.
<<else>>
<<if $schedule[$time].uncle is "livingroom">>
<<switch $uncleTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Uncle traps </strong><br> [[Humilating Fight(+5)|Place Uncle t1 Livingroom]]
[[Special TV Show(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Uncle t1 Livingroom1]]
<</switch>><</if>>
<</if>><<if $schedule[$time].broGF is "livingroom">>
<<switch $broGFTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Megan is here</strong><br>
[[Movie-night blanket – she thinks it’s Ethan (+5)|place brogf t1 Livingroom]]
[[Doppleganger special (+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Megan t1 Livingroom1]]
<</switch>>
<</if>><br><<if not $broTrapsLocked && $schedule[$time].brother is "livingroom">>
<span style="color:#ff69b4;font-weight:bold;">Brother traps available:</span><br>
<<switch $broTier>>
<<case 1>>
[[Show him a sissy video that looks exactly like him (+5)|Place Brother t1 Livingroom]]
[[Meet my Special Friend(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Brother t1 Livingroom1]]
<<case 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10>>
<span style="color:#666;">(Tier-1 Doppelgänger video already used)</span><br>
<</switch>>
<<elseif $broGFTier < 2 && $schedule[$time].brother is "livingroom">>
<span style="color:#ff69b4;">You cannot touch Ethan yet.<br>Megan must fall to Tier 2 first.</span>
<</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].mother is "livingroom" or $schedule[$time].aunt is "livingroom" or $schedule[$time].father is "livingroom", $schedule[$time].uncle is "livingroom">>
<<else>>
No One is here.
<</if>>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<img src="img/6.1.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 20px #0ff;">
<span style="font-size:2.2em;letter-spacing:8px;">MAIN BEDROOM — Night only</span>
<<if $time is 3>>
<<if $schedule[$time].mother is "mainbedroom">>
<<switch $motherTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Mother traps</strong><br> [[Spike perfume with pheromones (+5)|Place Mother t1 Bedroom]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].father is "mainbedroom">>
<<switch $fatherTier>>
<<case 1>> <strong>Father traps </strong>
[[Put VR on him (+5)|Place Father t1 Bedroom]]
[[Put a special bookmark in his book(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Father t1 Bedroom1]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>>
<<else>>
The main bedroom is empty during the day. Return at <b>night</b>.
<</if>>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<<if $schedule[$time].sister is "sisterroom">>
<<switch $sisterTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Chloe is here</strong>
[[Catch her masturbating & steal from her purse (+5)|place sister t1 bedroom]]
[[A Flyer made for her(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Sister t1 Bedroom1]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>>
<<if $schedule[$time].sisterGF is "sisterroom">>
<<switch $sisterGFTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Angela is here</strong>
[[Sleep Play(+5)|place sistergf t1 sisterroom]]
[[A new Attachment(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place SisterGF t1 Bedroom1]]
<</switch>>
<br>
<</if>>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<img src="img/6.1.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:12px;box-shadow:0 0 20px #0ff;">
<span style="font-size:2.2em;letter-spacing:8px;">Uncle's & Aunt's BEDROOM — Night only</span>
<<if $schedule[$time].aunt is "uncleroom">>
<<switch $auntTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Aunt traps</strong> [[Estrogen in Uncle’s Pills(+5)|Place Aunt t1 Bedroom]]
<</switch>>
<</if>>
<<if $auntTier < 2 and $schedule[$time].uncle is "uncleroom">>
<strong style="color:#800;">Locked</strong><br>
You cannot touch Marcus yet.<br>
Vanessa must fall to Tier 2 first.
<<else>>
<<if $schedule[$time].uncle is "uncleroom" >>
<<switch $uncleTier>>
<<case 1>><strong>Uncle traps </strong><br> [[Monster Dildo(+5)|Place Uncle t1 Bedroom]]
[[Relaxing QR(+5)(patreon exclusive)|Place Uncle t1 Bedroom1]]
<</switch>><</if>>
<</if>>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#330022);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 50px #ff69b4;">MEGAN LEVEL 1 – THE MASSAGE</span>
<br>
<img src="img/megan/q11.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Late afternoon. The guest room is set up for a private massage—Megan’s "surprise gift" from Ethan, but really arranged by you. Soft music plays, candles flicker, and the air smells like lavender oil.
<br>
The masseur has her face-down on the table, towel draped low over her hips, working her shoulders. You slip into the room quietly, hand him a thick wad of cash.
<br>
<<speech "ryan" whisper>>Take the day off. I'll handle the rest.<</speech>>
<br>
He nods without a word and vanishes. Megan's eyes are closed, relaxed, unaware of the switch.
<br><video src="img/megan/q12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You warm the oil between your palms and take over seamlessly, thumbs digging into her tense back muscles.
<br>
<<speech "megan" murmur>>Mmm... that feels deeper already. You're really good at this.<</speech>>
<br>
<<speech "ryan" low>>Just wait. I'm going to make every inch of you melt.<</speech>>
<br><video src="img/megan/q13.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You work down her spine, hands gliding smoothly, thumbs circling her lower back. She sighs contentedly.
<br>
<<speech "ryan">>You deserve this, Megs. Ethan doesn't appreciate you enough... but I do.<</speech>>
<br>
<<speech "megan">>Ryan? Wait... what—<</speech>>
<br>
You press firmer, cutting her off with a deep knead that makes her gasp.
<br>
<<speech "ryan">>Shh. Relax. Let me take care of you. Turn over.<</speech>>
<br><video src="img/megan/q14.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
She hesitates but complies, flipping onto her back, towel slipping slightly to expose more skin. You drizzle warm oil over her stomach, thighs, and chest, hands spreading it in slow, deliberate strokes.
<br>
<<speech "megan" breathy>>This... this isn't right. Ethan could walk in...<</speech>>
<br>
<<speech "ryan">>Don't you want a boyfriend who's... more exciting? Softer curves, prettier outfits. A sexy ass sissy who worships you.<</speech>>
<br>
<<speech "megan">>What? Ryan, that's crazy... Ethan's my boyfriend...<</speech>>
<br><video src="img/megan/q15.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You slide one hand under the towel, fingers finding her slick folds, circling her clit gently at first.
<br>
<<speech "ryan">>Imagine him in panties, locked up, begging to please us both. Don't you want a sexy ass boyfriend like that? I'll make it happen... and make you feel like this every time.<</speech>>
<br>
She arches slightly, a soft moan escaping as you increase the pressure, one finger dipping inside while your thumb works her clit.
<br>
<<speech "megan" whimper>>Oh god... I... I don't know...<</speech>>
<br>
<<speech "ryan">>Yes you do. Feel how wet you are just thinking about it. Cum for me, Megs. Let go.<</speech>>
<br><video src="img/megan/q16.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You curl your fingers, hitting that spot inside her perfectly. Her hips buck, breaths coming in short gasps.
<br>
<<speech "megan">>Ryan... I'm... ahh!<</speech>>
<br>
She shudders through her first orgasm, clenching around your fingers, back bowing off the table.
<br>
You don't stop. You add a toy to the mix and start pumping faster, free hand massaging her breast, pinching her nipple.
<br><video src="img/megan/q17.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
<<speech "ryan">>Good girl. Now for the second one. Squirt for me while you picture Ethan as our pretty little toy.<</speech>>
<br>
<<speech "megan">>I can't... it's too much...<</speech>>
<br>
<<speech "ryan">>You can. Don't you want orgasms like this forever? Say yes to turning him... say you want a sexy ass sissy boyfriend.<</speech>>
<br>
Your fingers thrust deeper, palm grinding against her clit. She thrashes, building again.
<br>
<<speech "megan">>Ryan... please... I...<</speech>>
<br><video src="img/megan/q18.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
Before she can answer, She has an orgasm and squirts all over the table.
<br>
<<speech "ryan">>Not in a rush. You'll come to me when you're ready. Think about it.<</speech>>
<br>
You leave her there, oiled and aching, the door clicking shut behind you.
<<set $broGFQuestReady to 0>>
<<set $time += 1>>
<div style="color:#ff69b4;font-size:2em;margin-top:50px;">
She’s terrified. She’s soaked. She’s already yours.
</div>
[[Tomorrow night…|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#440033);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 70px #ff69b4;">MEGAN LEVEL 2 – HER CONDITION</span>
<video src="img/megan/q21.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
Megan slips downstairs wearing small top but sheer white leggings—no bra, no panties. The fabric is so thin you can see the dark patch of her bush, her hard nipples pressing clearly against the air. Her thighs are already trembling.
She stops in front of you on the couch, eyes glassy with nerves and need.
<<speech "megan">>I thought about what you said…<br>I’m terrified. I feel like the worst girlfriend alive.<br>But I can’t stop shaking thinking about how you made me feel.<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/q22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
She climbs into your lap without waiting, straddling you, hands shaking on your shoulders.
<<speech "megan">>If I help you break Ethan… if I really do this…<br>you have to keep making me cum like that.<br>Every single time. No matter how bad we ruin him, you pleasure me first.<br>That’s my only condition.<</speech>>
You grin, dark and hungry.
<<speech "ryan">>Deal.<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/q23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You pull her down into a filthy kiss—tongues sliding, teeth nipping. She moans into your mouth, grinding against the bulge in your jeans.
<video src="img/megan/q24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
She breaks the kiss only to stand, turn, and plant her feet on either side of your thighs. She lowers herself slowly until her soaked pussy is hovering right over your face, the sheer leggings stretched tight across her lips.
<<speech "megan">>Rip them.<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/q25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You don’t hesitate. Fingers hook into the crotch of the leggings and tear—a loud, satisfying rip. Cool air hits her dripping folds. You yank her down onto your mouth.
<<speech "ryan">>Fuck, you taste desperate.<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/q26.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You devour her. Long, slow licks from her entrance to her clit, then fast flicks that make her thighs quake around your head. She braces her hands on the back of the couch, hips rolling shamelessly.
<video src="img/megan/q27.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
While you tongue-fuck her, her own hands are busy—frantic at your belt, zipper flying down, jeans and boxers shoved to your knees. Your cock springs free and she wraps her fingers around it, stroking hard and fast.
<<speech "megan">>God, it’s so much bigger than his…<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/q28.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
She leans forward and swallows you down in one greedy motion—hot, wet, messy. She gags herself on you while you suck her clit like you’re trying to ruin her.
<<speech "ryan">>Look at you. Already selling your boyfriend for another orgasm.<br>You’re soaked just thinking about him in panties and a cage, aren’t you?<</speech>>
<img src="img/megan/q211.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
You squeeze—just enough pressure to make her eyes flutter.
<<speech "megan">>Y-yes… fuck, yes…<</speech>>
You kiss her hard, tasting both of you, hand still on her throat.
<<speech "ryan">>Say it. Say you’re in.<</speech>>
<<speech "megan">>I’m in. I’ll help you break him. Just keep making me cum like this… please…<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/q29.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You stand suddenly, spin her around, bend her over the arm of the couch. One hand fists her hair, the other guides your cock straight down her throat.
You fuck her face—deep, relentless strokes until her mascara runs and she’s gagging and drooling and begging with her eyes.
<<speech "ryan">>Open wide, baby. This is your new favorite necklace.<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/q210.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
You pull out at the last second and paint her face—thick ropes across her cheeks, lips, chin, dripping down onto her tits.
She stays there on her knees, panting, covered in you, smiling like she just won the lottery.
<<speech "megan">>Okay… I’m in.<br>Tell me how we start with him.<</speech>><<set $broGFTier to 2>><<set $broGFQuestReady to 0>><<set $broTrapsLocked to false>> <!-- unlocks brother/sissy path --><<set $time += 1>><div style="color:#ff69b4;font-size:1.8em;margin-top:50px;">She just traded her boyfriend’s masculinity for the best orgasm of her life—and a face full of cum.<br>She’s already impatient for the next payment.
</div>
[[Let the real games begin|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#001);"><span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;">LEVEL 1 – THE SEED</span>
<br>
The next morning.
Lydia wakes before the alarm, strangely restless.
She pads into the master bathroom in her silk robe, hair tousled, eyes still soft with sleep.
The perfume bottle waits exactly where it always does.
<img src="img/mother/q11.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
She smiles at her little private smile (the one she’s had since college), lifts the crystal stopper, and spritzes once on each wrist, once at the hollow of her throat, and (on impulse) once more just above the swell of her breasts.
The mist settles on her warm skin.
One heartbeat.
Two.
<<speech "lydia">>…oh.<</speech>>
Her pupils blow wide, black swallowing hazel.
A violent, liquid heat detonates low in her belly and surges downward so fast her knees buckle.
<img src="img/mother/q12.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
She grips the marble counter with both hands, gasping, robe slipping off one shoulder.
<<speech "lydia">>What… what the hell…?<</speech>>
Her nipples stiffen instantly, aching against the silk.
Between her thighs she is suddenly, shamefully soaked — slickness coating her inner lips, dripping down one leg.
<img src="img/mother/q13.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
<<speech "lydia">>It’s just a hot flash… menopause… something…<<i>>oh god<</i>><</speech>>
She tries to laugh. It comes out strangled.
Her reflection stares back — flushed cheeks, parted lips, eyes wild.
She watches her own hand drift up, almost against her will, to press the fabric between her breasts where the perfume landed.
<img src="img/mother/q14.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
She inhales again, deeper this time, chasing the scent.
<<speech "lydia">>Why does it smell so…<<i>>good<</i>>…?<</speech>>
Another wave hits. Her hips jerk forward involuntarily, grinding against nothing.
A soft, desperate whimper escapes before she clamps her mouth shut.
Somewhere in the house a door closes — Ryan leaving for class.
The sound of his name in her mind is enough to make her clit throb so hard she has to bite her lip until she tastes blood.
<img src="img/mother/q15.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
She forces herself upright, legs shaking, and stumbles to the shower on, slamming it behind her.
Cold water. She needs cold water.
But even under the icy spray she can still smell it.
Still feel it.
Still taste something dark and metallic and<<i>>male<</i>> on the back of her tongue.
<<speech "lydia">>This is insane… this is insane…<</speech>>
<img src="img/mother/25.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
She whispers it like a prayer, but her fingers are already sliding between her folds, frantic, chasing a release that feels<<i>>wrong<</i>> and<<i>>perfect<</i>> at the same time.
You watch from the mirror, unseen, smiling with Ryan’s mouth.
<<speech "ryan">>Good morning, Mommy.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Welcome to the rest of your life.<</speech>><<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
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<img src="img/quest10.jpg" style="border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #f0f;max-width:900px;">
She crawls to every room wearing only her permanent collar.<br>
She thanks you for breaking her.<br>
The house is finally yours.
Final quest complete. She will never be human again.
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue your revenge|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#002);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 40px #0ff;">LEVEL 2 – ADDICTION FORMS</span>
<br>
Late afternoon. The house is quiet.
<img src="img/mother/q21.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
Lydia is in the kitchen, chopping vegetables for dinner, humming nervously.
The perfume clings to her skin like a second heartbeat.
She’s been wet since breakfast.
Her phone buzzes on the counter.
<img src="img/aunt/21.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
Unknown number. No name. Just a text:
Unknown: You need to see this.
A video link.She frowns, wipes her hands, thumbs it open.
<img src="img/mother/q24.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
The screen fills with a woman on her knees, naked, leather collar tight around her throat.
A man circles her slowly, crop in hand.
The woman’s eyes are glassy, lips parted, drool shining on her chin.
A low, velvet voice begins — hypnotic, looping, impossible to ignore.
Hypno voice:
“You want to be owned…
You want to kneel…
You want to feel the collar click shut and know there is no going back…”
<img src="img/mother/q22.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
The crop lands. The woman moans like it’s pleasure itself.
Lydia’s breath catches.
<<speech "lydia">>What the fuck…<</speech>>
She tries to close the video.
Her thumb hovers.
The hypno voice keeps talking, burrowing.
Hypno voice:
“Every time you fight it, you lose a little more…
Every time you watch, you fall a little deeper…”
Another crack of the crop.
The woman on screen whimpers “thank you, Master.”
<img src="img/mother/q23.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 50px #0ff, inset 0 0 30px #00f;margin-bottom:30px;">
Lydia’s nipples are suddenly so hard they hurt.
A pulse throbs between her legs, violent, undeniable.
<<speech "lydia">>No… no no no…<</speech>>
She finally manages to close the app.
The screen goes black, but the voice keeps echoing in her head.
She drops the knife.
It clatters on the cutting board.
<<speech "lydia">>I need… I need a minute…<</speech>>
She practically runs to the downstairs bathroom, locks the door, yanks her yoga pants down.
She’s soaked.
Absolutely drenched.
<<speech "lydia">>Oh god, what is wrong with me…?<</speech>>
<video src="img/mother/q25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She leans against the sink, fingers sliding inside instantly, frantic.
Her other hand claws at her throat where the phantom collar should be.
In her mind the video plays on loop: the woman’s broken eyes, the crop, the word “Master.”
She comes in less than a minute, biting her own forearm to stay quiet, hips bucking against her hand like she’s being fucked.
Tears mix with sweat on her cheeks.
<<speech "lydia">>This isn’t me… this isn’t…<<i>>fuck<</i>>…<</speech>>
<video src="img/mother/q26.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She comes again, harder, legs shaking so badly she almost falls.
When it’s over she stares at her reflection — flushed, wrecked, terrified.
Her phone buzzes again in the kitchen.
She already knows she’s going to watch it again tonight.
You smile from Ryan’s bedroom upstairs.
<<speech "ryan">>That’s right, Mommy. Close it all you want<</speech>>
<<set $motherTier to 2>><<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[The addiction takes root|House Hub]]
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She starts wearing the collar openly at night.<br>
She doesn’t remember putting it on.
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue the fall|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#f0f;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
She sends you a nude “by accident”.<br>
She begs you to delete it.<br>
You don’t.
Tier 2 complete → Tier 3 unlocked
<<set $motherTier to 3>>
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[She is yours now|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#f0f;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
She calls you “Master” for the first time.<br>
No one else is home.
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#f0f;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
She greets you at the door on her knees, naked except for the collar.<br>
The family is minutes away.
Tier 3 complete → Tier 4 unlocked
<<set $motherTier to 4>>
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[The house is no longer theirs|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#f0f;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
She cooks dinner naked while the family eats.<br>
No one says a word.
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
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She signs the slave contract with her mouth full.<br>
The pen is still warm.
Tier 4 complete → Tier 5 unlocked
<<set $motherTier to 5>>
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[Total ownership achieved|House Hub]]
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She begs you to breed her in the living room while the family watches TV.<br>
They pretend not to notice.
<<set $time += 1>>
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
[[One last step|House Hub]]
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<h2>Supporter-Only Content</h2>
<p>This content is locked behind Patreon support.</p>
<form>
<<textbox "$_patreonInput" "" autofocus>> <<button "Unlock">>
<<if $_patreonInput and unlockPatreon($_patreonInput)>>
<<set $patreonMessage =
"Welcome back! Tier " + $patreonTier + " unlocked.">>
<<goto $patreonReturnPassage>>
<<else>>
<<set $patreonMessage = "Invalid code. Please try again.">>
<<goto "PatreonLock">>
<</if>>
<</button>>
</form>
<p><<print $patreonMessage>></p>
<hr>
<<link "Continue as free user">>
<<goto "House Hub">>
<</link>>
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<<if $patreon>>All Patreon-exclusive scenes are now permanently unlocked.<br>Thank you for the support ♡<<else>><<goto [[PatreonLock]]>><</if>>
<br><br><br>
[[Continue →|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#5d3;padding:40px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
<video src="img/aunt/11.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>Late morning.
The plumber is on his knees in the master bathroom, fixing the leaky pipe under the sink.
She’s watching the way his back muscles flex.
The way his jeans stretch tight when he bends. Her mind drifts.In her head the scene is already happening:<<speech "vanessa">>You’re going to fuck me right here first.<</speech>>
<video src="img/aunt/12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She sinks to her knees, pulls his cock out, and takes him deep down her throat — wet, messy, gagging herself on him while he groans.
<video src="img/aunt/13.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Then she stands, grabs his hand, and drags him to the marital bed — Marcus’s side still warm.
<video src="img/aunt/14.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She pushes him down, climbs on top, and rides him missionary, slow and deep, moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear.<<speech "vanessa">>Feel how wet I am?<br>Marcus hasn’t made me this wet in fifteen years.<br>His little dick couldn’t even find the spot you’re destroying right now.<</speech>>
<video src="img/aunt/15.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She flips to her side, pulls him behind her, one leg thrown over his hip so he can pound her sideways — skin slapping, headboard banging.<<speech "vanessa">>That’s it… fuck me like my husband never could.<br>He’s probably jerking his pathetic four inches right now thinking about me.<br>He knows he’s not man enough for this pussy anymore.<</speech>>The bedroom door creaks open in the fantasy.Marcus stands there, mouth open, watching the plumber rail his wife on their marital sheets.Vanessa locks eyes with him and smiles.<<speech "vanessa">>Don’t just stand there, cuck — watch a real man finish what you never could.<</speech>>
<video src="img/aunt/16.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
The plumber pulls out, strokes once, twice, and paints thick ropes across her tits while she laughs in Marcus’s face.<<speech "vanessa">>Look at that load, baby.<br>That’s what a real man leaves on his woman.<</speech>>Reality snaps back.The plumber stands, wipes his hands on a rag.“All fixed, ma’am.”
<img src="img/aunt/27.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
Vanessa is flushed, thighs pressed together so hard the stool creaks, robe soaked between her legs.She signs the invoice with a trembling hand.<<speech "vanessa">>Thank you… you have no idea how much I needed that.<</speech>>The plumber leaves.She stays on the stool a long time, grinding slowly against the edge, replaying every filthy second of the fantasy — especially the part where her husband watched and did nothing.<<speech "ryan">>That one’s going to live in her head forever.<br>And Marcus is going to pay for it every single night.<</speech>>
<<set $auntCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeAuntTrap("plumber_imagination", 5)>>
<<if $auntCorr % 20 == 0 && $auntQuestReady < ($auntCorr / 20)>><<set $auntQuestReady to ($auntCorr / 20)>><</if>>
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<video src="img/aunt/51.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Steam fills the bathroom as Vanessa steps out of the shower, wrapping a towel around herself.
She reaches for her makeup bag on the counter.
Two Polaroids tumble out onto the tile.
She picks up the first one.
<img src="img/aunt/52.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
The image shows an elegant couple seated at a dining table like royalty—him in a sharp suit, her in lingerie and heels—while a naked, collared slave kneels beneath, face pressed to their feet.
Handwritten caption on the white border: *Him & Me with our slave*
Vanessa’s breath catches.
<img src="img/aunt/53.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
The second Polaroid: a man receiving a blowjob from a kneeling woman. Another woman—dominant, confident—has one heeled foot on the back of the kneeling woman’s head, pushing her down deeper, while gripping her wrists behind her back.
Caption: *It’s better to dominate with a partner*
<<speech "vanessa">>Holy… fucking… hell.<</speech>> Her towel slips forgotten to the floor.
<video src="img/aunt/54.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She stares at both photos for a full minute, chest heaving, thighs pressing together.
The idea of sharing power—of having a partner to command, to control, to break someone together—ignites something deep and electric inside her.
<<set $time += 1>><<run placeAuntTrap("sub_poloroids", 5)>>
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<video src="img/aunt/41.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
You opened the cabinet above Marcus’s side of the sink.
His orange prescription bottle sat there like it had for years: “Daily Multivitamin – Take one every morning”.<<speech "ryan">>Not anymore.<</speech>>You unscrewed the cap. Thirty identical capsules.One by one you replaced them with the custom ones you ordered from a discreet Eastern-European pharmacy:
Limp Dick Pill
2 mg micronized estradiol + 5 mg tadalafil blocker.
Perfectly encapsulated, perfectly identical.
<video src="img/aunt/42.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
You even kept the cotton ball on top.<<speech "ryan">>slowly shrinking balls and vanishing erections.<br>Fourteen days of a very, very frustrated wife.<br>Let’s see how long the marriage lasts when the husband can’t get it up at all.<</speech>>
<video src="img/aunt/43.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
<hr style="border-color:#ba55d3;"><br>
<span style="color:#ff00ff;font-size:1.8em;">Next Morning</span>
Another slammed door.
Vanessa storms down the hallway in nothing but an open silk robe, nipples straining against the fabric, face flushed with rage and weeks of denied orgasms.
<video src="img/aunt/44.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She’s been sleeping in the guest room for eight straight nights “because Marcus snores too loud”.Tonight he tried again.
Reached for her.
Nothing happened.<<speech "vanessa">>I swear to God if he touches me one more time with that limp fucking noodle I’m going to scream.<</speech>>She doesn’t know it’s impossible now.
Doesn’t know his testosterone is crashing, his prostate swelling, his cock slowly forgetting how to be hard.She only knows she’s thirty-nine, gorgeous, and hasn’t been properly fucked in weeks.She passes Ryan’s door without seeing the faint smile on your borrowed face.<<speech "ryan">>Keep climbing those walls, Auntie.<br>You’re almost ready to beg.<</speech>><<set $auntCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeAuntTrap("limp_dick", 5)>>
<<if $auntCorr % 20 == 0 && $auntQuestReady < ($auntCorr / 20)>><<set $auntQuestReady to ($auntCorr / 20)>><</if>>
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<img src="img/aunt/21.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
Her phone lights up — unknown number, no preview.She opens it.A 45-second vertical video begins instantly, no pause button, no volume control.
<video src="img/aunt/23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Purple spirals spin slowly.
Layered female moans echo like sirens.
<video src="img/aunt/24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Flashes of latex-clad goddesses: boots on cages, gloved hands stroking denied cocks, red lips whispering ownership.Your voice — low, calm, intimate — layered over everything:<<speech "ryan">>Deep down you already know you were born for this.<br>The power. The cruelty. The worship.<br>All you have to do is stop pretending you don’t want it.<</speech>>A final frame: a woman in full leather, crop raised, smiling like a queen.Then black.
Video deleted forever.<video src="img/aunt/22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>Vanessa’s breath is shallow.
Her nipples are so hard they ache.
She immediately re-opens the empty message thread and watches the cached version again.
<video src="img/aunt/25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Then a third time, one hand unconsciously sliding between her thighs, pressing hard.<<speech "vanessa">>Holy fuck… holy fuck…<</speech>>She doesn’t notice the wet spot growing on her panties.<<speech "ryan">>That’s the first crack, Auntie.<br>Welcome to the rest of your life.<</speech>><<set $auntCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeAuntTrap("femdom_hypno_text", 5)>>
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3:27 p.m. Living room. Sunlight pours over the couch.Vanessa is sprawled sideways, legs over the armrest, scrolling mindlessly.Your message arrives: <img src="img/aunt/31.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">— Ryan’s cock, thick, heavy, perfectly lit, a single bead of precum glistening at the tip.
<video src="img/aunt/32.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Caption: fuck, wrong chat… sorry Auntie!!Twenty seconds later:
<img src="img/aunt/33.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">She freezes.
Screen doesn’t dim for a full seventy-four seconds.Her thumb hovers.
Then zooms.<<speech "vanessa">>Jesus fucking Christ…<</speech>>She finally types “deleted ❤️” with shaking fingers…
<img src="img/aunt/34.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
but not before long-pressing and saving it to a hidden album titled “Random”.
<hr style="border-color:#0ff;">
That night, 1:11 a.m.
Guest bedroom. Lights off.She’s under the covers, phone brightness turned all the way down, your photo open beside a ten-year-old dick pic Marcus once sent her.
<img src="img/aunt/35.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
The difference is obscene.
Length. Girth. The way yours curves slightly upward like it was built to ruin women.She zooms in until the pixels blur, mouth open, breathing ragged.She starts imagining what it would feel like to take it all inside her mouth.
<video src="img/aunt/36.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
<<speech "vanessa">>It’s… it’s not even fair…<</speech>>Her fingers are already between her legs before she realizes she’s started.<<speech "ryan">>That comparison is branded on her brain now.<br>She’ll never unsee it.<</speech>><<set $auntCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeAuntTrap("wrong_text", 5)>>
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<img src="img/aunt/61.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:1300px;height:auto;border-radius:30px;box-shadow:0 0 180px #ba55d3, 0 0 300px #800080;margin:80px 0;">
A jet-blue box sits on the coffee table.
Gold ribbon.
Your handwriting:
To Vanessa
You were born for this.
She tears it open.
<img src="img/aunt/62.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:1300px;height:auto;border-radius:30px;box-shadow:0 0 180px #ba55d3, 0 0 300px #800080;margin:80px 0;">“The Art of Shared Dominance”
Leather-bound, blood-red pages.
The cover promises a story of a powerful couple—husband and wife—who rule their slave together, unbreakable, merciless, perfectly in sync.
Your note inside:
Read chapter 4 tonight.
Imagine yourself in her place.
With me.
Vanessa’s breath catches.
She carries the book upstairs, locks the bedroom door, and settles on the bed.
She opens to chapter 4.
The scene unfolds: the dominant wife and her commanding husband circling their kneeling slave, voices overlapping in perfect cruelty, hands guiding, punishing, rewarding as one.
<video src="img/aunt/63.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Her free hand drifts to her chest, tracing slow circles over the silk robe.
<<speech "vanessa">>God… yes…<</speech>>
<video src="img/aunt/64.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Fingers slip lower, pushing fabric aside, finding slick heat.
She gasps as she slides two fingers inside, hips lifting off the mattress.
The words blur—every cruel command, every shared laugh between the couple—becomes her and you, the slave nameless at your feet.
<video src="img/aunt/65.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She drops the book open beside her, pages fluttering.
<video src="img/aunt/66.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Both hands work now—one plunging deep, the other circling her clit in frantic rhythm.
<<speech "vanessa">>Together… fuck… just like that…<</speech>>
Her back arches.
<video src="img/aunt/67.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
A sharp cry tears from her throat as she comes hard, thighs trembling, soaking the sheets beneath her.
The book lies open to the final line of the chapter:
*True power is never solitary.*
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style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Steam fills the bathroom. Lydia is in the shower, humming.
You slip in. Her expensive floral body wash waits on the shelf.
<<speech "ryan">>You’re going to wash every inch of yourself with me today.<</speech>>
You pump Ryan’s cock until it’s dripping, then squeeze a thick stream straight into the bottle. Shake. It clears.
<img src="img/mother/22.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
<<speech "ryan">>Every time you lather those perfect tits, that ass, between your legs… you’ll be rubbing me into your skin.<</speech>>
<hr style="border-color:#0ff;"><br>
<span style="color:#f0f;font-size:1.6em;">That same morning in the shower…</span>
The gel foams between her palms. She runs it over her breasts, down her stomach, between her thighs.
<br>
<img src="img/mother/23.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
Her breath hitches.
<<speech "lydia">>What… what is this feeling…?<</speech>>
Her knees buckle. One hand shoots to the wall, the other keeps rubbing — slower, deliberate circles.
<img src="img/mother/24.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
<<speech "lydia">>Oh god… why am I…<<i>>so<</i>> wet…?<</speech>>
Water streams down her body, but she’s trembling for a completely different reason.
<<speech "ryan">>Because you’re mine now.
Every shower, every touch, every breath — mine.<</speech>>
She slides down the tile, legs spread, gasping, unable to stop.
<img src="img/mother/25.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMotherTrap("special_gel", 5)>>
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</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:140px 40px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:3;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#220022);">The house is dead quiet except for the low hum of the dryer.
Mom pulls out her warm clothes, folding mechanically.
One pair of her soft white cotton panties lands on top, perfectly centered.
She unfolds them slowly.
<img src="img/mother/51.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:1100px;height:auto;border-radius:25px;box-shadow:0 0 120px #ff00ff, 0 0 200px #800080;margin:60px 0;">
In thick, permanent black fabric marker, written in your unmistakable handwriting across the entire crotch:
OBEY
The letters are huge, impossible to miss, the ink still slightly warm from the dryer.
Her breath catches so hard it’s almost a whimper.
<<speech "lydia" shaking whisper>>Ryan…?<</speech>>
<img src="img/mother/52.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:1100px;height:auto;border-radius:25px;box-shadow:0 0 120px #ff00ff, 0 0 200px #800080;margin:60px 0;">
She looks around the empty laundry room like someone might be watching.
Fingers trace the word once… twice…
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style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She decides to wear the panties.
Then she gets incredibly to turned on, rubbing her hand on her pussy over the panties the word makes her really wet
She wears them all day.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMotherTrap("laundry_obey", 5)>>
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<img src="img/mother/11.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
3:17 a.m. The house is dead quiet except for Victor’s wet snoring.
You glide into their bedroom like smoke. Lydia lies on her back, silk nightgown slipped off one shoulder, lips parted, chest rising slow.
<br>
<img src="img/mother/12.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
<br>
<<speech "ryan">>Still so beautiful when you don’t know you’re being watched, Mom<</speech>>
Her Chanel No.5 sits on the vanity, moonlight glinting off the crystal.
<<speech "ryan">>Remember when you used to spray this on your wrists and let me smell your pulse? Innocent little Ryan…<</speech>>
You unscrew the cap. The scent of jasmine and rose floods the air — her scent.
<<speech "ryan">>Time to add a new note.<</speech>>
<img src="img/mother/13.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
One thick drop of cum falls from Ryan’s stolen cock into the bottle. It vanishes instantly, swallowed by the perfume like it was always meant to be there.
You swirl it gently. The liquid clouds, then clears — perfect.
You lean over her sleeping face, lips almost brushing her ear.
<<speech "ryan">>Sleep tight, Mommy. You’re going to dream about cock tonight.<</speech>>
<hr style="border-color:#0ff;"><br>
<span style="color:#f0f;font-size:1.6em;">The next morning…</span>
Lydia stands at the mirror in her robe, hair tousled from sleep.
<img src="img/mother/14.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
She picks up the bottle, smiles at the familiar weight, and spritzes her throat, wrists, the hollow between her breasts.
The scent hits her — richer today, warmer, almost… alive.
<<speech "lydia">>Mmm… why does it smell so good today…?<</speech>>
<img src="img/mother/15.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
A sudden flush climbs her neck. Her nipples stiffen against the silk.
She freezes, bottle still in hand, thighs pressing together involuntarily.
<<speech "lydia">>What the…?<</speech>>
Her reflection stares back, pupils blown wide.
She bites her lip, confused, but doesn’t stop breathing it in.
<<speech "ryan">>That’s it… breathe me in.
You’re already addicted and you don’t even know it.<</speech>>
<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMotherTrap("special_perfume1", 5)>>
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<img src="img/mother/61.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
Lydia hums softly to herself while pulling ingredients from the fridge, already planning breakfast.
<video src="img/mother/62.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She reaches into the bottom cabinet for her favorite pan.
A large, mirror-polished stainless-steel dog bowl gleams back at her.
Professionally engraved on the front in deep, elegant script:
L Y D I A
Inside: one of your sweat-soaked gym socks from yesterday, still damp.
She freezes, pan forgotten in her hand.
<<speech "lydia">>Oh my God…<</speech>>
Her knees weaken. She sinks down slowly until she’s kneeling in front of the open cabinet.
<video src="img/mother/63.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
A vivid, humiliating fantasy floods her mind without warning:
herself naked on the kitchen floor, the cold metal bowl placed in front of her, tongue extended, lapping obediently at whatever you’ve filled it with—thick ropes of your cum pooling at the bottom, warm and salty. She imagines swallowing every drop while you stand over her, watching, praising her for being such a good, eager pet.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMotherTrap("lydia_bowl", 5)>>
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<img src="img/mother/41.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
Morning. Lydia is still asleep. The house is empty.
You open the fridge. Her vanilla coffee creamer waits on the door shelf.
<<speech "ryan">>Two splashes every morning, right, Mom?<</speech>>
<img src="img/mother/42.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
You jerk Ryan’s cock over the open bottle, letting three thick ropes shoot straight in.
Shake. Perfect.
<<speech "ryan">>From now on you’ll start every day drinking my cum… and you’ll love it.<</speech>><hr style="border-color:#0ff;">
<span style="color:#f0f;font-size:1.6em;">Minutes later…</span>
Lydia pads into the kitchen in her robe, pours coffee, adds the creamer.
First sip.
Her eyes flutter shut. A soft, pornographic moan slips out before she can stop it.<br>
<img src="img/mother/43.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:900px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;margin-bottom:20px;">
<<speech "lydia">>Oh… oh my god… why does it taste so…<<i>>perfect<</i>> today…?<</speech>>
She takes another, bigger sip, licking her lips.
<<speech "lydia">>Mmm…<<i>>more<</i>>…<</speech>>
Victor looks up from his phone, confused.
She blushes crimson, but her tongue keeps chasing the flavour on the rim of the mug.<br>
<<speech "ryan">>That’s it. Swallow every drop like the good little slut you’re becoming.<</speech>>
<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMotherTrap("coffee_creamer1", 5)>>
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Evening. The family is watching some brain-dead sitcom. Lydia sits on the couch in yoga pants, legs tucked under her.
She gets up for more wine. The remote lies on the coffee table, still warm from her hand.
<<speech "ryan">>Every time you touch this from now on… you’ll be touching me.<</speech>>
You stroke Ryan’s cock once, twice. A fat drop of pre-cum beads, then smears across the play/pause button until it’s invisible.
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<<speech "ryan">>Volume up, Mom? Or do you want me louder?<</speech>>
You place it back exactly.
She returns, flops down, grabs the remote without looking.
Her thumb slides straight through your gift.
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<span style="color:#f0f;font-size:1.6em;">Later that same night…</span><br>
The show ends. Lydia keeps rubbing her thumb in slow circles, distracted.
<<speech "lydia">>Why is my hand tingling…?<</speech>>
A slow heat spreads from her palm up her arm, pooling between her legs.
She shifts, pressing her thighs together again and again.
Victor glances over.
<<speech "victor">>You okay, hon?<</speech>>
<<speech "lydia">>Y-yeah… just a little warm.<</speech>>
She laughs nervously, but her free hand has already slipped between her legs “to adjust her pants.”
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<<speech "ryan">>That’s right. Rub it in deeper.<</speech>>
<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMotherTrap("cum_remote1", 5)>>
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You and Vanessa are in the kitchen, whispering and laughing like conspirators.You give the final nod.
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She calls her friends Emergency girls’ coffee. Get here NOW. Bring phones and your meanest mouths.Fourteen minutes later the doorbell rings three times — her two hottest, cruelest friends, already buzzing with anticipation.Marcus, oblivious, steps into the shower upstairs.Vanessa counts to thirty, then leads the charge.The four of the friends burst into the steaming bathroom, phones up, flash on, laughing like hyenas.
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<<speech "vanessa">>SURPRISE, HONEY!<</speech>>Curtain rips open.Marcus screams — high, broken — and tries to cover himself with both hands.The women descend.<<speech "friend1">>Oh my fucking god, is THAT it?!<</speech>>
<<speech "friend2">>I’ve seen bigger clits!<</speech>>
<<speech "vanessa">>Look at that pathetic little thing trying to get hard — it’s actually cute!<</speech>><img src="img/uncle/24.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:40px;">They zoom in mercilessly, voices overlapping in a symphony of cruelty.<<speech "vanessa">>Smile for the group chat, baby! This is going viral in our book club!<</speech>>Marcus stands dripping, crimson from chest to hairline, mouth opening and closing soundlessly.Vanessa leans in until her lips almost brush his ear.<<speech "vanessa">>Every time you shower from now on, you’ll remember we all saw exactly how small you are.<</speech>>She blows him a kiss and slams the curtain shut.
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The women leave shrieking with laughter, already airdropping the video.That night Vanessa crawls into your bed, shows you the 4K clip on loop, and rides you while you both rewatch his humiliation.<<set $uncleCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeUncleTrap("public_humiliation", 5)>>
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That afternoon you hand Vanessa a matte-black gift box tied with a pink ribbon.<video src="img/uncle/41.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
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Inside: an 11-inch, thick, hyper-realistic silicone cock — veiny, heavy, terrifying.
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You watch her eyes go wide, pupils blown.<<speech "ryan">>For tonight.<br>Make sure he sees exactly what he can never give you.<</speech>>She bites her lip so hard it turns white, whispers:<<speech "vanessa">>I’m going to ruin him with this.<</speech>><hr style="border-color:#ba55d3;"><br>
<span style="color:#ff00ff;font-size:1.8em;">1:47 a.m. – Their bedroom</span>The door is cracked exactly four inches — just as you told her.Vanessa is on all fours on their marital bed, collar locked tight, back arched like an offering.<video src="img/uncle/43.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
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She’s already slick with lube and her own wetness, slamming the monstrous dildo into herself with long, brutal strokes — wet, filthy sounds echoing down the hallway.Marcus walks in for his charger and freezes.She doesn’t stop.
She speeds up.She locks eyes with him in the dresser mirror and smiles like a demon.<video src="img/uncle/44.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
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</video>She angles her hips so he can see every inch disappear inside her.<<speech "vanessa">>This is what a real cock feels like.<br>This is what makes me scream.<br>This is what you’ll never be.<</speech>>She never breaks eye contact.
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She cums screaming — back bowing, toes curling, the dildo buried to the hilt — still staring straight at him.<<speech "vanessa">>Take a good look, baby.<br>This is the closest you’ll ever get to satisfying me again.<</speech>>She crawls forward, kisses the tip of the dildo right in front of his face, then kicks the door shut with her foot.
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Two minutes later your phone buzzes:
he’s on the couch crying like a bitch 😈
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video attached — want me to ride you while we watch it tomorrow?<<set $uncleCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeUncleTrap("cock_envy", 5)>>
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The house is dead silent except for the low hum of the AC.
Marcus reaches for his nightstand novel, eyes already heavy.
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A thick black business card slips from the pages.
Gold lettering:
“Relaxing Audio – scan before sleep”
He scans the QR out of idle curiosity.
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Headphones auto-connect.
A silky, layered female voice—eerily familiar—fills his ears:
<<i>>Good boy… relax deeper…
You’ve always known something was missing…
Your body wants to change… wants to become soft, smooth, feminine…
Pretty breasts swelling on your chest…
Wide hips… a round, spankable ass…
Your clitty shrinking smaller every day… tucked away in delicate panties…
You dream of estrogen coursing through you…
Of Vanessa guiding your transition… dressing you… naming you…
You’ll take hormones for her… grow real tits for her…
You’ll thank her when she calls you her good girl…
You want to live as the woman you were meant to be…<</i>>
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Marcus’s hand drifts to his crotch, stroking slowly through his boxers.
His breathing quickens.
The track loops.
He doesn’t stop it.
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He falls asleep with the earbuds in, the voice sinking deeper into his subconscious, planting the seeds of breasts, curves, and a new name. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeUncleTrap("shemale_Audio", 5)>>
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6:08 a.m.
The house is still dark. Only the under-cabinet lights glow in the kitchen.
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You finish into the crystal shot glass — four thick, pearly ropes.
You swirl it once so every inch of glass is coated, then walk to the hallway.Vanessa is already there in a silk robe that barely reaches mid-thigh, collar peeking above the neckline, eyes glittering with pure evil.You hand her the glass.
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<<speech "ryan">>Make him drink every last drop, pet.<</speech>>She licks her lips, takes it like communion, and disappears.Marcus stumbles in five minutes later, hair wild, reaching blindly for his usual black coffee.Vanessa is already at the counter, smiling the sweetest wife-smile in the world.<<speech "vanessa">>Morning, baby. I made your coffee extra special today — new creamer I found. You’re going to love it.<</speech>>She tips the entire shot glass in, stirs slowly, deliberately, the thick white mixing perfectly with the dark roast.She hands him the mug.Marcus drinks without looking — big, trusting gulps.Gulp.
Gulp.
Gulp.
One last swallow that empties the mug.He smacks his lips, frowns slightly.
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<<speech "marcus">>Huh… salty today. New brand?<</speech>>Vanessa locks eyes with you over his shoulder, biting her lower lip so hard it goes white.<<speech "vanessa">>Something like that.<</speech>>She has to lean against the counter to stop her knees from shaking.<<speech "ryan">>Good boy, Uncle Marcus.<br>First of many.<</speech>><<set $uncleCorr += 0>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeUncleTrap("cum_drink_uncle_Kitchen", 5)>>
<<if $uncleCorr % 20 == 0 && $uncleQuestReady < ($uncleCorr / 20)>><<set $uncleQuestReady to ($uncleCorr / 20)>><</if>>
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9:17 p.m. Living room lights low.
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You’re lounging on the couch, phone up, recording discreetly.The “argument” starts exactly on cue — dishes, laundry, tone rising fast.Vanessa plays her part perfectly.
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Then she goes for the kill.<<speech "vanessa">>Maybe if your dick wasn’t the size of my fucking pinky I wouldn’t be so goddamn frustrated every night of my life!<</speech>>
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She starts making gestures with her hands as to she feels inside her, then she asks Ryan to weigh in.
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<<speech "vanessa">>Ryan, look! Look at what I’ve been stuck with for fifteen years!<</speech>>Marcus scrambles to cover himself, face purple, stammering.Vanessa keeps going, voice dripping venom.<<speech "vanessa">>Don’t bother hiding it, honey. Ryan’s seen real cocks. He knows exactly how pathetic you are.<</speech>>You just sit there, smirking, zooming in casually.Marcus finally stumbles backward, trips over his own pants, and flees to the bedroom, slamming the door so hard the pictures rattle.Vanessa collapses beside you, breathless, eyes shining with tears of pure cruel joy.<<speech "vanessa">>Did you get his face?<</speech>><<speech "ryan">>Every second in 4K.<</speech>>She kisses you hard, whispering against your lips:<<speech "vanessa">>I’ve never been this wet in my life.<</speech>><<set $time += 1>><<run placeUncleTrap("uncle_sph", 5)>>
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Marcus sinks into the recliner, beer in hand, ready for the fourth quarter of the football game.
The score is tied.
He reaches for the remote to turn the volume up.
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A sleek black pop-up suddenly fills half the 75-inch screen:
**Do you want to watch a sexy video?**
[YES] [NO]
The cursor hovers over NO.
His thumb hesitates.
<<speech "marcus">>The hell…?<</speech>>
He clicks YES.
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The screen instantly cuts to a pulsing PMV—fast cuts of gorgeous women stripping out of lingerie, dropping to their knees, lips wrapping eagerly around thick cocks, moaning as they take every inch.
Tits bouncing, asses shaking, wet sounds filling the room.
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Marcus leans forward, eyes wide.
Then the flashes start—quick, subliminal cuts mixed into the rhythm:
A beautiful shemale in lace, stroking her own hard cock.
Another on her knees, taking it deep.
Breasts swelling under tight tops.
Smooth, feminine curves with a bulge beneath.
<<speech "marcus">>Wait—what—<</speech>>
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He scrambles for the remote, heart pounding.
Fumbles it twice.
The video keeps playing—women sucking, stripping, worshipping cock—flashed again and again with those perfect, feminine shemales.
Finally he hits power.
The screen goes black.
He sits there in the dark, breathing hard, hand unconsciously adjusting the obvious bulge straining against his jeans.
After a long minute, he turns the TV back on.
The game is still there.
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But the bulge doesn’t go down. <<set $time += 1>><<run placeUncleTrap("shemale_tv1", 5)>>
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<<if $day <= 3>>It still feels strange wearing a pulse.<</if>>
<<if $day > 3 and $day <= 7>>You can taste their fear in the air now.<</if>>
<<if $day > 7>>Some of them have started sleeping with the lights on.<</if>>
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DAY $day — $timeNames[$time]
You are inside Ryan.
[[Walk the house →|House Hub]]<br>
<<if $time < 3>>[[Next time of day →|Advance Time]]<br><</if>>
[[Sleep|Sleep]]
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You sink into Ryan like frost into warm skin.
His sleeping lungs seize, then fill with your cold.<br>
His heart stutters, skips, then beats exactly the way you want it to.<br>
The cock between his legs twitches, hardens, remembers every filthy thing you plan to do with it today.
His eyes snap open, pupils blown wide, reflecting nothing.
For the next nineteen hours this body is yours.<br>
Every finger.<br>
Every tooth.<br>
Every drop of come.
<br><img src="img/4.2.jpg"><br>
You smile with his mouth.<br>
It feels like coming home.
<br>
<<set $possessed to true>>
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The funeral was closed-casket.<br>
They still posted selfies in front of it.
You watched from the ceiling the whole time.<br>
Invisible. Weightless. Learning how their throats work when they laugh.
<img src="img/2.2.jpg">
Now you drift through the walls of the house that killed you.<br>
Every bedroom still smells like the people who filmed your last breath.
Ryan’s room is different.<br>
At 5:12 a.m. every morning his soul slips out to dream.<br>
For exactly nineteen minutes the body is empty.
Nineteen minutes is all you need.
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You will wear Ryan like a second skin.<br>
You will smile with his mouth.<br>
And one by one you will teach them what “sorry” feels like when it’s forced down a broken throat.
<br>
[[Take Ryan’s body|Possess Ryan]]
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You were ten when they brought you home.
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Your real parents had died in a car crash.
The Thompsons’ lawyers showed up at the funeral with papers and smiles, promising a “loving family.”
The judge signed.
The inheritance—millions—went into a trust they immediately gained “temporary guardianship” over.
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The first night, Victor locked the basement door behind you and said,
“Welcome home, little piggy bank.”
From that day forward the house became your prison.
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Victor beat you for crying too loud.
Lydia slipped pills into your dinner “so you’d stop being dramatic.”
Ethan stole everything you owned and sold it for drugs.
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Chloe framed you for her shoplifting and laughed when the police came.
Ryan, the youngest, smiled like he cared—then ran to tell the others the second you trusted him.
Sarah, Ryan’s girlfriend at the time, filmed every beating and posted the clips with laughing emojis.
Even after she dumped Ryan she kept coming over, phone always ready.
Uncle Marcus drained your accounts for gambling, starvation when you asked questions.
Vanessa used the money for new tits and new cars, then mocked you for being “ugly and poor.”
Megan turned your worst moments into viral content.
Angela, Chloe’s quiet girlfriend, simply looked away and pretended nothing was happening.
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They bled you dry.
They left you with nothing but bruises, debt, and a body that barely worked.
And when there was nothing left to take, they decided you weren’t worth keeping alive.
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Meet the monsters who destroyed you:
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<b>Victor Thompson</b> – Adoptive Father
Greedy, violent patriarch. Beat you for years to keep you silent while he gambled away your inheritance.
<img src="img/mother.png" style="width:400px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
<b>Lydia Thompson</b> – Adoptive Mother
Cold, manipulative narcissist. Drugged your food, starved you, and spent your money on luxury and lovers.
<img src="img/brother.png" style="width:400px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
<b>Ethan Thompson</b> – Older Brother
Drug-addicted bully. Used you as his personal ATM and punching bag whenever he was short on cash or high.
<img src="img/sister.png" style="width:400px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
<b>Chloe Thompson</b> – Sister
Spoiled, vicious princess. Framed you for her crimes, ruined your reputation, and laughed the loudest at your pain.
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<b>Ryan Thompson</b> – Younger Brother
Fake “nice guy.” Pretended to be your only friend, then stood by and watched—or joined in—every single time they hurt you.
<img src="img/ryangf.png" style="width:400px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
<b>Daisy</b> – Ryan’s cruel ex-girlfriend
Dumped him publicly, then kept hanging around just to film your humiliations and post them online for likes.
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<b>Marcus Thompson</b> – Uncle
Thieving sadist. Emptied your trust fund for his scams and locked you in the basement when you dared to speak up.
<img src="img/aunt.png" style="width:400px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
<b>Vanessa Thompson</b> – Aunt
Seductive gold-digger. Took your money for surgeries and plastic perfection, then ruined every friendship you ever tried to make.
<img src="img/brothergf.png" style="width:400px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
<b>Megan</b> – Ethan’s girlfriend
Vindictive influencer. Live-streamed your worst moments, monetized your suffering for clout and cash.
<img src="img/sistergf.png" style="width:400px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
<b>Angela</b> – Chloe’s girlfriend
Sweet-faced, naïve enabler. Never stopped it, never helped—just smiled blankly and looked the other way while they broke you.
They all knew.
They all profited.
They all laughed.
<br><br>
[[Continue|Prologue3]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:80px 40px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;">
The night they killed you.
<img src="img/pro31.webp" style="width:800px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
Living-room lights low, music loud, pills and liquor everywhere—everything bought with the last of your money.
Ethan suggested the “game.”
<img src="img/pro32.webp" style="width:800px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
They tied you to a dining-room chair with extension cords.
Chloe started the live-stream.
Victor and Marcus held your head back.
Lydia tipped the bottle of stolen prescription pills into your throat.
Vanessa counted them out loud like party favors.
<img src="img/pro33.webp" style="width:800px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
Megan zoomed in on your face, narrating for her followers.
Sarah laughed hardest of all.
Angela sat on the couch, eyes on her phone, pretending she couldn’t hear you choking.
Ryan stood in the doorway—your last flicker of hope—and did absolutely nothing.
You felt your heart stutter, slow, stop.
They cheered.
Someone turned the music up.
They buried the body in the woods and called it suicide.
Split the remaining scraps of your accounts the next morning over breakfast.
But you didn’t leave.
You stayed. Burned. Stayed.
<img src="img/pro34.webp" style="width:800px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
For weeks you drifted through the walls, invisible, memorising every breath, every heartbeat, every cruel smile.
Then you discovered the pattern: every single night at exactly 5:12 a.m., Ryan’s soul slips out of his body to dream.
For nineteen perfect minutes the flesh lies empty.
Nineteen minutes is all you need.
<img src="img/pro35.webp" style="width:800px;height:600px;object-fit:cover;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #0ff;margin:40px auto;display:block;">
The house is quiet now.
Ryan is asleep.
It’s 5:11 a.m.
<br><br>
[[Take Ryan’s body|Possess Ryan]]
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<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;">LIVING ROOM – DEBT COLLECTION</span>
<img src="img/sister/q11.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
Evening. Chloe’s curled up on the couch in an oversized hoodie, pretending to watch TV.
You drop down beside her and slide your phone across the cushion.
Screen open to a simple note:
Chloe Debt
Original: $10,000
Weeks late: 8
Interest (25 %/week): +$10,000
Total owed: $20,000
Due: TONIGHT
<<speech "ryan">>Time’s up, Chlo. Two grand. Now.<</speech>>
Her face goes white.
<<speech "chloe">>Two thousand?! I only owed you a thousand!<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>You haven’t paid a single cent in eight weeks. Interest adds up. You know how this works.<</speech>>
She starts shaking.
<<speech "chloe">>I… I don’t have it. Please. Don’t tell Mom and Dad. I’ll do anything. Anything.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Anything? Good. Then listen carefully.<br>I’ll wipe a whole grand tonight… if you let me manage you. Adult entertainment. Photos, videos, streams. My rules, my platforms, my cut.<</speech>>
Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t say no.
<<speech "ryan">>From this second forward, I own you. Your body earns for me now. Say it.<</speech>>
She swallows hard, voice barely a whisper.
<<speech "chloe">>You… you own me.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Louder.<</speech>>
<<speech "chloe">>You own me.<</speech>>
You stand up, pull your phone out, and switch to camera.
<<speech "ryan">>Perfect. First job starts right now.<br>Strip. Everything off. We’re doing your very first nude shoot, and every photo goes straight into the premium folder I already made for you.<</speech>>
<img src="img/sister/q12.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
She hesitates one last second… then pulls the hoodie over her head.
<img src="img/sister/q13.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
<img src="img/sister/q14.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
Ten minutes later she’s completely naked in the middle of the living room, trembling under the ring light you set up, posing exactly how you tell her to.
*click*
<img src="img/sister/q15.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;"><div style="color:#ff4500;font-size:2.4em;margin-top:60px;">Debt erased.<br>Sister owned.<br>First nude set complete.
</div><<set $sisterQuestReady to 0>>[[Back to the game|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#440000);"><span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;">CHLOE LEVEL 2 – HIDDEN LESBIAN SHOW</span>
Late afternoon. You sit Chloe down.
<img src="img/sister/q21.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
<<speech "ryan">>Got a whale. Wants a real lesbian show. Full girl-on-girl. Pays five grand easy.<br>Perfect chance — just use Angela. She’s coming over tonight anyway.<</speech>>
<<speech "chloe">>Are you insane? I’m not dragging her into this!<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>She doesn’t have to know she’s on camera. Hidden stream. One night. Five grand wipes another chunk of your debt and lines my pocket.<</speech>>
<<speech "chloe">>No. Absolutely not.<</speech>>
You open your phone, tilt the screen so she can see the folder titled “Chloe_Nudes_First_Shoot”.
<<speech "ryan">>Then Mom and Dad get this link in ten minutes.<</speech>>
Her face drains of color. Thirty silent seconds.
<<speech "chloe">>…fine. But she can never know.<</speech>>
Cut to evening.
You’ve already planted three 4K hidden cams in the living room. Stream is live, titled “Secret First-Time Lesbian Sisters’ GirlFriend”. Viewers: 1,200 and climbing.
<video src="img/sister/q22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Chloe and Angela are on the couch in matching baby-pink bra & thong sets you made Chloe buy earlier.
<video src="img/sister/q23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Chloe leans in first — shaky, guilty — and kisses Angela soft and slow.<video src="img/sister/q24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Angela melts instantly, kissing back harder, hands roaming.
<video src="img/sister/q241.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Within minutes Chloe is on her knees between Angela’s thighs, peeling the thong aside and burying her tongue deep.
Angela moans loud, gripping Chloe’s hair, hips bucking.
<video src="img/sister/q25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Chloe climbs up, straddles her face-to-face, and starts grinding pussy-on-pussy, slick skin sliding, both of them panting into each other’s mouths.
<video src="img/sister/q26.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
They switch — Angela pins Chloe down and eats her out like she’s starving, fingers pumping while Chloe claws at the couch.
<video src="img/sister/q27.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Final position: legs scissored tight, clits grinding hard and fast.
They come together — loud, shaking, soaking the cushions while the tip counter explodes past $6,800.
<video src="img/sister/q28.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
The second they collapse, breathless and glowing, Chloe glances toward the hidden cam lens with pure dread in her eyes.
You’re already in the kitchen counting the money.<div style="color:#ff4500;font-size:2.4em;margin-top:60px;">
Six grand in one hour.<br>Her girlfriend still has no idea she just starred in a premium lesbian show.<br>And Chloe is officially in too deep to ever get out.</div><<set $sisterQuestReady to 0>><<set $sisterTier to 2>>
[[Back to the empire|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;"><span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;">ANGELA LEVEL 1 – WHY AM I DOING THIS?</span>
Your door is cracked.
You’re on your bed, naked, stroking slow and loud.
<video src="img/sistergf/q11.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Angela stands frozen in the doorway for almost a full minute, breathing hard.
Then she steps inside and shuts the door behind her.
<<speech "angela">>I… I shouldn’t be here.<br>Why can’t I leave?<br>Why am I…<</speech>>
She’s already pulling her tank top over her head, voice shaking.
<<speech "angela">>Why does watching you make me so wet?<br>I have a girlfriend… I’m not supposed to want this…<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/q12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Shorts and panties drop to the floor.
She’s completely naked now, trembling.
<<speech "angela">>Tell me to stop. Please tell me to stop…<</speech>>
You say nothing.
<video src="img/sistergf/q13.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She crawls onto the bed, eyes glassy, wraps both hands around your cock and starts stroking like she’s possessed.
<<speech "angela">>Why does this feel so right?<br>Why do I need to make you cum so badly?<br>I don’t understand… I’m not like this…<</speech>>
Her rhythm speeds up, desperate.
<<speech "angela">>I’m sorry… I’m so sorry… I can’t stop…<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/q14.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She presses her soft tits together around you, sliding up and down, tears in her eyes.
<<speech "angela">>Why do I want your cum on me?<br>Why do I want you to ruin me?<br>Please… just let me finish you…<</speech>>
You do.
<video src="img/sistergf/q15.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
You explode across her chest in thick ropes.
She keeps pumping through every spurt, whimpering.
<<speech "angela">>Oh god… I’m covered in you…<br>Why does this feel like the only thing that makes sense anymore…?<</speech>>She rubs your cum into her skin with shaking fingers, staring at it like she’s hypnotized.<div style="color:#ff69b4;font-size:2.4em;margin-top:60px;">
Angela just begged, cried, and questioned herself the entire time she jerked you off and took your load on her chest.
And she still doesn’t understand why she loves it.</div><<set $sisterGFQuestReady to 0>>
[[Continue|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;"><span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;">ANGELA LEVEL 2 – COMPLETE MIDNIGHT SERVICE</span>
3:17 a.m.
<video src="img/sistergf/q21.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
The blanket lifts. Warm breath slides up your thigh.
<<speech "angela">>I couldn’t wait until morning… I need this cock in my mouth right now…<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/q22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She kisses the head once, twice, then drags her tongue slowly from base to tip.
<<speech "angela">>Fuck… you taste so good already…<</speech>>
Soft lips wrap around you, sucking gently until you’re fully hard.
<video src="img/sistergf/q23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
<<speech "angela">>Mmm… getting bigger for me… I love feeling you grow in my mouth…<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/q24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She starts stroking with one hand, mouth never leaving the head.
<<speech "angela">>I want to choke on you…<</speech>>
She sinks down — inch by inch — until her nose presses against you, throat fluttering around your length.
<<speech "angela">>Ghhk… yes… so deep…<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/q241.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She pulls off with a wet gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to you.
Now both hands twist and pump fast while she catches her breath.
<<speech "angela">>I’m so wet just from sucking you… I need your cum so bad…<</speech>>
She dives back down — mouth sealed tight, both hands stroking the base in perfect rhythm.
<<speech "angela">>Cum for me… please… fill my mouth… I want to taste it all…<</speech>>
You do.
<video src="img/sistergf/q25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
The first rope hits her tongue and she moans loud, eyes rolling back.
<<speech "angela">>Mmmph… yes… more… give me everything…<</speech>>
She keeps sucking and stroking through every pulse, swallowing nothing yet.
<video src="img/sistergf/q26.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
When you’re finally spent she pulls off slowly, opens wide, and shows you the thick white pool coating her tongue.
<<speech "angela">>Look how much you gave me…<</speech>>
She licks her lips, then her fingers, then runs her tongue up your shaft to clean every last drop.
<video src="img/sistergf/q27.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Finally she tilts her head back, swallows once, slow and deliberate, and opens empty for proof.
<<speech "angela">>All gone… thank you…<</speech>>
<<speech "angela">>I’m definitely coming back tomorrow night… and every night after that.<</speech>><div style="color:#ff69b4;font-size:2.4em;margin-top:60px;">
She woke you with her mouth,
deep-throated you,
milked you with both hands and tongue,
showed you your load,
cleaned you completely,
and swallowed every drop like it was her purpose.</div><<set $sisterGFTier to 2>><<set $sisterGFQuestReady to 0>>[[Continue|House Hub]]</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#0ff;padding:160px 40px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:3;">
<img src="img/sleep.gif">
The house falls silent.
Ryan’s body collapses, spent.
Tomorrow they will wake up one day closer to breaking.
<<set $day += 1>><<set $dailyActions to 0>><<set $time to 0>> /* back to early morning */
[[Dawn|Player Room]]
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Version: 4.0
DAY $day — $timeNames[$time]
<<button "CORRUPTION STATS">><<goto [[CorruptionStats]]>>
<</button>>
<<if $time < 3>>
<<button "Advance Time">><<goto [[Advance Time]]>>
<</button>>
<<else>>
Go to sleep
<<button "Sleep">><<goto [[Sleep]]>>
<</button>>
<</if>>
<<button "CURRENT LOCATIONS">><<goto [[CurrentLocations]]>>
<</button>>
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<<set $possessed to false>>
<<set $dailyActions to 0>>
<<set $playerName to "">>
<<set $motherTier to 1>> /* 1 = Tier 1, 2 = Tier 2 … 5 = Tier 5 */
<<set $motherTrapsUsed to 0>>
<<set $motherCorr to 0>>
<<set $motherLastQuest to 0>> /* 0 = none, 1 = Quest 1 played, 2 = Quest 2 played … 10 = final */
<<set $motherQuestReady to 0>>
<<set $motherTrapsUsed to {}>> /* remembers which exact traps you already used */
<<set $fatherCorr to 0, $motherCorr to 0, $broCorr to 0, $sisterCorr to 0>>
<<set $uncleCorr to 0, $auntCorr to 0, $cousinCorr to 0>>
<<set $broGFCorr to 0, $sisterGFCorr to 0>>
<<set $traps to {mainbedroom:null, brotherroom:null, sisterroom:null, uncleroom:null, bathroom:null, kitchen:null, livingroom:null}>>
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<<set $basementunlocked to false>>
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brother:"livingroom",
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<<set $motherName to $motherName || "Lydia">>
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<<set $sisterName to $sisterName || "Chloe">>
<<set $uncleName to $uncleName || "Marcus">>
<<set $auntName to $auntName || "Vanessa">>
<<set $cousinName to $cousinName || "Ryan">>
<<set $broGFname to $broGFname || "Megan">>
<<set $sisterGFname to $sisterGFname || "Angela">><<set $fatherQuestReady to 0>> /* 0 = nothing, 1-10 = quest waiting */
<<set $fatherTier to 1>>
<<set $fatherTrapsUsed to {}>>
<<set $auntTier to 1>> /* 1 = Tier 1, 2 = Tier 2 … 5 = Tier 5 */
<<set $auntTrapsUsed to 0>>
<<set $auntCorr to 0>>
<<set $auntLastQuest to 0>> /* 0 = none, 1 = Quest 1 played, 2 = Quest 2 played … 10 = final */
<<set $auntQuestReady to 0>>
<<set $auntTrapsUsed to {}>>
<<set $uncleTier to 1>>
<<set $uncleQuestReady to 0>>
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<<set $auntCorr to 0>>
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<<set $auntTrapsUsed to {}>><<set $uncleTier to 1>>
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<<set $broTier to 1>>
<<set $broQuestReady to 0>> /* 0 = no quest ready, will be set by %40 check */
<<set $broTrapsUsed to {}>>
<<set $sisterCorr to 0>>
<<set $sisterTier to 1>>
<<set $sisterQuestReady to 0>>
<<set $sisterTrapsUsed to {}>>
<<set $sisterGFCorr to 0>>
<<set $sisterGFTier to 1>>
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<<set $sisterGFTrapsUsed to {}>>:: TimeDisplay [script]
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<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 70px #ffdd00;">UNCLE LEVEL 1 – THE SHEMALE VIDEO</span>
1:58 a.m.
Their bedroom is lit only by the glow of Vanessa’s phone.Marcus is rock-hard and trembling — three weeks of estrogen have turned every touch into agony.
He finally breaks.<<speech "vanessa">>Baby… I found this video… can we watch it together?<</speech>>Vanessa smiles slow and wicked.
She already has the exact clip you sent her queued up.She presses play.
<video src="img/uncle/q11.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
On screen: a statuesque domme in glossy latex bending a gorgeous, collared shemale over and pegging her mercilessly.
The shemale’s clit-cock swings and leaks with every brutal thrust while she whimpers “thank you, Mistress” in a broken voice.Vanessa cuddles against Marcus, one hand sliding under the blanket, stroking him slowly, perfectly.<<speech "vanessa">>Look at her, Marcus…<br>Look how pretty she is taking that cock.<br>Look how hard her little clit gets when she’s being used…<</speech>>Marcus can’t look away.
His breathing turns ragged.
His hips jerk into her fist.
<video src="img/uncle/q12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
<<speech "vanessa">>She loves it, doesn’t she?<br>Just like you would.<br>Just like you already do.<</speech>><video src="img/uncle/q13.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>The shemale on screen cums hands-free, spurting all over the floor while crying in gratitude.Vanessa leans in, lips against his ear.<<speech "vanessa">>Tell me you want to be her.<br>Tell me you want to be fucked like that pretty little bitch.<</speech>>Marcus’s voice cracks.<<speech "marcus">>…yes.<</speech>>Vanessa’s smile turns razor-sharp.<<speech "vanessa">>Hands at your sides, princess. No touching me. No touching that pathetic thing between your legs. You’re mine now.<</speech>>She starts jerking him again — slow, cruel, perfect.Every time he gets close she stops, lets him throb in the air, then starts again.
<video src="img/uncle/q13.5.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
<<speech "vanessa">>You want to be a good girl for me, don’t you?<br>You want to leak and cry and thank me while I ruin you, just like she did?<</speech>><<speech "marcus">>Yes… please…<</speech>>
<video src="img/uncle/q14.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She finally lets him get right to the edge — hips bucking, tears in his eyes — and then squeezes hard at the base.His orgasm sputters out in weak, ruined pulses, dripping uselessly onto his stomach.Vanessa kisses his forehead like he’s a child.<<speech "vanessa">>Good girl.<br>We’re just getting started.<</speech>>Marcus lies there panting, destroyed, humiliated, and harder than he’s ever been in his life.<<speech "ryan">>He just admitted it out loud.<br>There’s no coming back from this.<</speech>>
<<set $uncleQuestReady to 0>>
[[He just crossed the line|House Hub]]
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<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 70px #ffdd00;">UNCLE LEVEL 2 – THE LINGERIE TRAP</span>
Late afternoon.
Vanessa slips into your room, eyes gleaming.<<speech "vanessa">>He’s begging again. How do we break him tonight?<</speech>>
You hand her a delicate pink lingerie set: tiny lace thong with a satin bow, matching bra, sheer white stockings.<video src="img/uncle/q21.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video><<speech "ryan">>Tell him if he wants to cum tonight, he wears this. Nothing else.<</speech>>She grins like a wolf.<hr style="border-color:#ffd700;"><br>
<span style="color:#ff00ff;font-size:1.8em;">
That night – their bedroom</span>Marcus is already naked from the waist down, shirt still on, cock painfully hard.Vanessa dangles the thong from one finger.<<speech "vanessa">>You want to cum tonight, baby?<</speech>><<speech "marcus">>God, yes… please…<</speech>><<speech "vanessa">>Then you wear these. All of them. Right now.<</speech>>
He hesitates exactly four seconds.<video src="img/uncle/q22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She strips his shirt off first,<video src="img/uncle/q23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Then his pants.<video src="img/uncle/q24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
She hands him the panties and He instinctively wears is it.The lace stretches tight over his leaking cock, the string disappearing between his cheeks. <video src="img/uncle/q25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Bra next — clipped with cruel precision.
She steps back, circles him, laughing softly.<<speech "vanessa">>Perfect.<br>Now stay right there.<</speech>>She pulls out her phone, opens the photo you sent: a stunning shemale in identical lingerie, huge breasts, tiny waist, cock bulging in the same panties.She holds it inches from his face.
<div style="display:flex;justify-content:center;gap:20px;margin:40px 0;">
<img src="img/uncle/q266.jpg" style="width:48%;max-width:450px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #ff00ff;">
<img src="img/uncle/q26.gif" style="width:48%;max-width:450px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 30px #ff00ff;">
</div>
<<speech "vanessa">>Look at her.<br>Look how gorgeous she is.<br>With just a few more things… hormones, a little training… you could be her.<br>You could be this pretty.<</speech>>
Marcus can’t look away.
His cock jerks visibly in the lace, a wet spot spreading fast.<video src="img/uncle/q27.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Vanessa wraps her hand around him through the panties and **edges** him — slow, cruel, perfect strokes.Every time he gets close she stops completely, lets him throb in the air, then starts again.<<speech "vanessa">>Not yet, princess.<br>You don’t get to cum until you’re alone with that picture in your head.<</speech>>
<<speech "vanessa">>Keep everything on. Sleep in it. Think about her.<br>And no touching until I say so.<</speech>>Two hours later your phone lights up:he’s in the bathroom right now
door locked
staring at that shemale photo on his phone
jerking off in the soaked panties
<video src="img/uncle/q28.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>he just came so hard he almost cried
<<set $uncleTier to 2>>
<<set $time += 1>><<set $uncleQuestReady to 0>><div style="color:#ff00ff;font-size:1.8em;margin-top:50px;">
He just chose lingerie over his last shred of masculinity.
The transformation has begun.
</div>
[[He belongs to both of you now|House Hub]]
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GO STUDY KID</div><div style="text-align:center;padding:100px 40px;background:#000;color:#fff;font-family:Courier New,monospace;">
<span style="font-size:4em;color:#0ff;text-shadow:0 0 30px #0ff;letter-spacing:8px;">THE GHOST'S REVENGE</span>
<br>
This game contains:<br>
• Graphic psychological torment<br>
• Forced feminization & cuckolding<br>
• Non-consensual corruption & permanent mental breaking<br>
• Explicit sexual violence and humiliation
Everyone in this house bullied, tortured, and laughed while you died.<br>
Now you will make them beg for the mercy they never showed you.
Explicit 18+ • permanent enslavement • worship
<br>
[[Yes, I am 18+(Short Intro)|Prologue]]||[[Yes, I am 18+(Long Intro)|Prologue1]]
[[No, I am under 18|bye]]</div><<set $hasSeenPatreonPrompt to true>>
<<set _input to prompt("Enter your Patreon supporter code (or leave blank):")>>
<<if _input && unlockPatreon(_input)>>
<<set $patreonMessage to "Welcome back, supporter! Tier " + $patreonTier + " unlocked.">> <<goto "PatreonWelcomeMessage">>
<<else>>
<<set $patreonMessage to "No valid code entered – playing as free user.">>
<<goto "PatreonLock">>
<</if>><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:40px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#330022);"><img src="img/megan/41.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Movie night.
Lights off. One blanket.
<video src="img/megan/42.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
Your hand slides under.
Finds her thigh.
<<speech "megan" soft>>Mmm… finally bold tonight, babe?<</speech>>
Fingers push under shorts and panties.
<video src="img/megan/43.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
Circle her clit.
<<speech "megan" breathy>>Yes… right there… don’t stop…<</speech>>
<<speech "megan" tiny moan>>Ethan… fuck… I’m so close…<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/44.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
Hand freezes.
<<speech "ryan" whisper in her ear>>Wrong name, Megan.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Those weren’t Ethan’s fingers.<</speech>>
She whips her head left.
Ethan snoring.
<<speech "megan" horrified squeak>>Ryan…?<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>You almost came on my hand while calling his name.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Next time you’ll scream the right one.<</speech>>
She stays rigid the entire movie.
Thighs clamped shut. Breathing shallow.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMeganTrap("fingering_livingroom1", 5)>>
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<video src="img/megan/21.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
Shower running. Door cracked.
You step in naked.
Hand strokes slow.
<<speech "ryan">>Fuck… Megan…<</speech>>
Megan freezes outside the glass.
Eyes locked on your cock.
Her imagination takes over.
<<speech "megan">>Open wide, baby… let me swallow every inch…<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
<<speech "ryan" fantasy>>That’s it… take it deeper… good girl…<</speech>>
<<speech "megan" fantasy>>Mmmph… all the way down my throat…<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan" fantasy>>Fuck yes… choke on it…<</speech>>
<video src="img/megan/23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;"></video>
<<speech "megan" fantasy>>Give it to me… fill my mouth… please…<</speech>>
Back to reality.
You stroke faster.
Head thrown back.
<<speech "ryan">>Megan… fuck… Megan!<</speech>>
<img src="img/megan/24.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
You cum hard.
Ropes hit the glass right in front of her face.
She jerks back.
Towel clutched tight.
Runs.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMeganTrap("bathroom_spy_megan", 5)>>
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</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:40px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#330022);"><img src="img/megan/31.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Megan folding his laundry.
Open the nightstand drawer.
<img src="img/megan/32.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Pink silicone dildo in your hand.
<<speech "ryan">>Cute. This the best he can do for you?<</speech>>
She spins around.
Face instantly scarlet.
<<speech "megan">>Ryan, put it back right now!<</speech>>
You ignore her.
Hold the toy right beside your clothed crotch.
<<speech "ryan">>Look how pathetic it looks next to the real thing.<</speech>>
<<speech "megan">>Stop it… please…<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Don’t worry. I’ll send you a proper side-by-side.<</speech>>
You toss the dildo onto his pillow.
Leave.
Fifteen minutes later her phone lights up.
<img src="img/megan/33.png" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Her tiny pink toy.
Your thick, hard cock right beside it.
<img src="img/megan/34.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Absolutely dwarfed.
Veins angry. Head glistening.
<img src="img/megan/35.gif" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
No caption needed.
Her door stays locked the rest of the afternoon.
Light under the crack flicking on and off.
<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMeganTrap("Megan_dildocock_compare", 5)>>
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<img src="img/megan/11.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Saturday morning.
Ethan still snoring upstairs.
Megan pads in wearing only his old T-shirt and tiny sleep shorts.
No bra. Hair messy.
You’re at the stove in low sweatpants, flipping the last pancake.
You slide the plate across the island.
Three perfect heart-shaped pancakes, extra butter melting.
<<speech "ryan">>Only the prettiest girl in the house gets hearts.<</speech>>
Her cheeks flush pink.
You grab the warm syrup bottle.
“Accidentally” tip it way too far.
<video src="img/megan/12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Thick golden syrup pours over the pancakes…
…then cascades down her bare thighs, dripping to the floor.
<<speech "megan">>Ryan!!<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Shit. Hold still. I’ll clean you up.<</speech>>
You drop to your knees in front of her.
<img src="img/megan/13.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Warm tongue licks slowly up her left thigh.
Then the right, higher, nose nudging the hem of her shorts.
Hands ease her knees apart.
<<speech "megan">>Someone could come down any second…<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Then stay quiet and keep those legs open.<</speech>>
<img src="img/megan/13.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
One final slow lick all the way up.
Tongue barely grazes the soaked cotton between her legs.
She jerks. Stool creaks. Tiny whimper.
You wipe the rest with the towel.
<video src="img/megan/14.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:15px;box-shadow:0 0 40px #ba55d3;margin-bottom:30px;">
</video>
Thumb “accidentally” presses the fabric against her clit for three long seconds.
<img src="img/megan/15.webp" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
You stand.
Bulge in your sweats inches from her face.
<<speech "ryan">>Next time I’ll pour it straight on you.<</speech>>
She sits trembling, thighs clenched, pupils blown.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeMeganTrap("syrup_pancake1", 5)>>
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<span style="font-size:2.6em;letter-spacing:8px;text-shadow:0 0 60px #ff4500;">KITCHEN – CHATURBATE MONEY TALK</span>
<br><br>
<img src="img/sister/21.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
Morning. Chloe eating cereal, phone propped against the milk carton.
You slide onto the stool next to her and turn your phone so she can see the screen.
<video src="img/sister/22.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
A girl on Chaturbate is naked, legs spread, moaning “thank you Daddy” as the tip counter rockets past $800.
<<speech "ryan">>Eight hundred in eighteen minutes, Chlo.<br>Just for this.<</speech>>
<<speech "chloe">>Jesus… that’s real?<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Live. Right now.<br>She’s not even that pretty.<br>You’re ten times hotter.<</speech>>
<video src="img/sister/23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She snorts, but her eyes stay glued to the screen.
<<speech "chloe">>No way people pay that much to watch someone… touch themselves.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>They pay more if you talk dirty.<br>Way more if you actually come on camera.<</speech>>
<video src="img/sister/24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
The girl on stream squeals as another $100 tip hits.
<<speech "chloe">>…how much more?<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Top girls clear five figures a month.<br>Some do it in a week.<</speech>>
She finally looks at you, cheeks burning.
<<speech "chloe">>You’re messing with me.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>I’m not.<br>All you need is a laptop, a ring light, and the guts to spread your legs for strangers.<</speech>>
Silence. The only sound is the wet clicking from your phone and her spoon clinking against the bowl.
<<speech "chloe" barely audible>>I could never…<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>You’re already wet just thinking about it.<br>Aren’t you?<</speech>>
<video src="img/sister/25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Her thighs press together so hard the stool creaks.
<<speech "chloe">>Shut up.<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan" grinning>>Tell me I’m wrong.<</speech>>She doesn’t.<<run placeSisterTrap("chaturbate_intro_kitchen1", 5)>><<set $time += 1>>
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<span style="font-size:2.6em;letter-spacing:8px;text-shadow:0 0 50px #ff4500;">LIVING ROOM – INSTAGRAM COMMENTS</span>
<img src="img/sister/31.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
Chloe’s curled up on the couch, phone in hand, scrolling her own latest bikini pic from last weekend.
New comments start rolling in — all from fresh burner accounts you made this morning:
<img src="img/sister/32.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
<img src="img/sister/33.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
<img src="img/sister/34.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
She freezes.
Thumb hovering.
Cheeks turning bright red as another notification pops:
<img src="img/sister/35.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
She glances around the empty living room like someone might be watching, then quickly locks her phone…
but two seconds later she unlocks it again and zooms in on the comments.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterTrap("livingroom_instagram", 5)>>
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<span style="font-size:2.6em;letter-spacing:8px;text-shadow:0 0 50px #ff4500;">BATHROOM – THE “GIFT” LINGERIE</span>
<img src="img/sister/11.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
You left the $1,200 La Perla set on the counter with a little note: “For my girlfriend.”
The door is cracked open.
<img src="img/sister/12.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
You push it wider and lean in the frame just as Chloe finishes adjusting the lace bra in the mirror.
She jumps, arms flying to cover herself.
<<speech "ryan">>That set’s twelve hundred bucks, Chlo.<br>You’re wearing it now, so… that’ll be a grand even.<</speech>>
Her eyes go wide.
<<speech "chloe">>W-what? I’m not paying you a thousand dollars! I thought someone left it here!<</speech>>
You shrug, already pulling out your phone.
<<speech "ryan">>Fine. You don’t have to pay right now.<br>But you owe me a thousand.<br>And interest starts tonight unless I get good photos of you in it. Full body. No face if you’re shy.<</speech>>
<img src="img/sister/13.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
She bites her lip hard, cheeks burning crimson.
Ten long seconds of silence.
<<speech "chloe">>…just photo?<</speech>>
<<speech "ryan">>Photos of with your breasts, stays with me. Debt’s on the books until you clear it.<</speech>>
She lowers her arms slowly, trembling, turns sideways to the mirror, and lets you snap it.
<img src="img/sister/14.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">*click* /* new variable you can track later */<<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterTrap("sister_bathroom_lingerie", 5)>>
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<span style="font-size:2.6em;letter-spacing:8px;text-shadow:0 0 50px #ff4500;">BEDROOM – SILENT THEFT</span>
The door is already half-open.
<video src="img/sister/41.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
You push it just enough to see Chloe on her bed, legs spread, one hand buried inside her panties, hips rolling slowly.
She doesn’t hear you.
Her free hand reaches under the pillow and pulls out a thick pink dildo.
<video src="img/sister/42.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She brings it to her lips, eyes still closed, and swirls her tongue around the tip, drooling on it, moaning around the silicone.
While her mouth is full and her eyes are shut, you glide in like a ghost.
Her purse sits open on the dresser.
<img src="img/sister/44.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 60px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
You slip three crisp hundreds out without a sound.
<video src="img/sister/43.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She suddenly pulls the toy from her mouth with a wet pop, lines it up, and slams it deep inside herself in one thrust.
A muffled cry escapes her.
Her back arches off the bed, toes curling, hand pumping the dildo fast and hard.
You’re already backing out, money folded in your palm.
Just before the door clicks shut you catch the final moment:
<video src="img/sister/45.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
her thighs clamp together, body shaking, a long, shuddering orgasm ripping through her while she gasps your name under her breath.
She never knew you were there.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterTrap("sister_bedroom_theft", 5)>>
[[← House Hub|House Hub]]</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#440000);"><span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;">BATHROOM – APHRODISIAC SHOWER GEL</span>
Morning.
<video src="img/sistergf/11.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
You swapped Angela’s usual shower gel with the spiked bottle.
<video src="img/sistergf/12.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Water runs.
<video src="img/sistergf/13.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Two minutes of normal shower noises.
A tiny, shaky gasp.
The sound of wet skin sliding against tile.
You crack the door just enough.
Through the fogged glass:
<video src="img/sistergf/14.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Angela’s head is tipped back, eyes half-lidded, cheeks burning red.
One hand braces on the wall, the other buried between her thighs, rubbing frantic circles.
<<speech "angela">>Oh god… why am I so— ahh—<</speech>>
Her knees buckle. She catches herself on the shower handle to stay upright.
<video src="img/sistergf/15.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
<<speech "angela">>F-fuck… fuck…!<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/16.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She comes hard, thighs trembling, a broken cry bouncing off the tiles.
But her fingers don’t stop — she keeps going, chasing the next wave while the first still crashes through her.
<<speech "angela">>N-no… again… I can’t— ahhh!<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/16.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Second orgasm hits even stronger.
She slumps against the wall, panting, confused, water still pouring over her shaking body.
She has no idea you watched every second.<<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterGFTrap("bathroom_aphrodisiac", 5)>><div style="color:#ff4500;font-size:2.4em;margin-top:60px;">Angela just masturbated herself stupid in the shower
and still doesn’t know it was because of you.</div>[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#440000);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;">KITCHEN – ANONYMOUS HYPNO VIDEO</span>
<video src="img/sistergf/21.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Angela’s making coffee, still in her little sleep shorts and tank top.
Her phone buzzes on the counter.
<img src="img/sistergf/22.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
From an unknown number: a 4-minute video file titled “relax.mp4”.
She taps it out of curiosity.
<video src="img/sistergf/23.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
<<i>>“You’re safe… just listen…
Every word sinks deeper…
You’ve been craving something thick and hard inside you for so long…
You want a real cock stretching you open…
You need to be filled… you need to be fucked…
<video src="img/sistergf/24.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Say it in your mind right now: I need dick inside me…”<</i>>
<video src="img/sistergf/25.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
The spirals pulse.
The voice repeats the same phrases, slower, deeper, over and over.
Angela’s eyes glaze almost instantly.
Her breathing slows.
Her free hand drifts down, pressing flat against the front of her shorts.
<<speech "angela">>I… need…<</speech>> she whispers, barely audible.
<video src="img/sistergf/26.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Her fingers slip under the waistband.
She leans forward against the counter, legs spreading slightly, rubbing slow circles while the video loops the final line:
<<i>>“Good girls admit it out loud…
I need a dick inside me…”<</i>>
<<speech "angela">>I need a dick inside me…<</speech>>
Her knees shake.
She keeps rubbing, eyes locked on the screen, mouthing the phrase again and again until the video ends.
She snaps out of it a second later, cheeks burning, panties soaked, no idea what just happened.
<<set $time += 1>>
<<run placeSisterGFTrap("kitchen_hypno", 5)>>
<div style="color:#ff4500;font-size:2.4em;margin-top:60px;">
Angela just repeated “I need a dick inside me” out loud in the kitchen…
and she doesn’t even know why.
</div>
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</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#440044);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;">LIVING ROOM – SPECIAL DESSERT</span>
<img src="img/sistergf/311.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Afternoon. Angela is curled up on the couch in tiny shorts and a crop top, scrolling Instagram.
You walk in carrying a little plate:
<img src="img/sistergf/312.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
one chocolate-chip cookie, one vanilla cupcake with pink frosting, one glazed doughnut.
You set it on the coffee table in front of her.
<<speech "ryan">>Made these for you. Special recipe.<</speech>>
<img src="img/sistergf/32.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
She smiles, clueless, and picks up the cookie first.
You watch as she bites in.
The “special glaze” you added five minutes ago drips slightly from the bottom.
<video src="img/sistergf/31.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
She licks it off her lip without thinking.
<<speech "angela">>Mmm… these are amazing. Why do they taste kinda… salty-sweet?<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/33.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>The “special glaze” you added five minutes ago drips slightly from the bottom.
<img src="img/sistergf/34.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
She then goes for the cupcake, licking the frosting straight off the top.
<<speech "angela">>God, this frosting is addictive…<</speech>>
<img src="img/sistergf/36.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;">
Last is the doughnut. She takes a big bite, glaze smearing across her mouth.
<<speech "angela">>You have to tell me what you put in these…<</speech>>
<video src="img/sistergf/35.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
You just smile.
She wipes her lips with her finger, sucks it clean, and snaps a quick selfie with the empty plate, tongue playfully out.
Thirty seconds later it’s on her story:
<img src="img/sistergf/37.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff69b4;margin-bottom:30px;"><<set $time += 1>><<run placeSisterGFTrap("livingroom_dessert", 5)>><div style="color:#ff69b4;font-size:2.4em;margin-top:60px;">
Angela just ate three full loads of your cum off cookies, cupcakes, and a doughnut…
and posted proof for all her followers.</div>[[← House Hub|House Hub]]
</div><div style="text-align:center;background:#000;color:#fff;padding:100px 20px;font-family:Courier New,monospace;line-height:2.8;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#000,#440000);">
<span style="font-size:3em;letter-spacing:12px;text-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;">SISTER’S ROOM – SLEEP PLAY</span>
<img src="img/sistergf/41.jpg" style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff4500;margin-bottom:30px;">
Late night. Chloe’s already asleep in her own bed.
Angela is crashed out on the spare mattress on the floor after their movie marathon, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and soft cotton panties.
You slip in silently and kneel beside her.
She’s on her back, breathing slow and deep.
You peel the shirt up just enough to expose her breasts.
<video src="img/sistergf/42.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Pinch one nipple lightly, roll it between your fingers.
Her hips shift in her sleep.
<<speech "angela">>mmh…<</speech>> barely audible.
You slide the shirt higher, then ease her panties down to mid-thigh.
She doesn’t stir.
<video src="img/sistergf/43.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
Two fingers glide between her folds — already slick from whatever she was dreaming about.
Slow circles over her clit.
Her breathing hitches; thighs try to close on instinct but you hold them open.
<video src="img/sistergf/44.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
You keep the rhythm steady, watching her face the entire time.
Her mouth parts, little moans slipping out, body responding even while she’s out cold.
<video src="img/sistergf/45.webm" autoplay loop muted playsinline
style="width:100%;max-width:950px;height:auto;border-radius:20px;box-shadow:0 0 80px #ff1493;margin:40px 0;">
</video>
After three quiet minutes her hips suddenly jerk — a soft, sleepy orgasm ripples through her.
A faint wet spot darkens the sheets beneath her.
You pull her panties back up, tug the shirt down, and leave exactly the way you came.
She never wakes up.<div style="color:#ff4500;font-size:2.4em;margin-top:60px;">
Angela just came in her sleep from your fingers.
She’ll wake up wet, confused, and aching…
and have no idea why.</div><<run placeSisterGFTrap("sisterroom1", 5)>><<set $time += 1>>[[← Back|House Hub]]</div>