[Bully, Fix Her, Use Her] Your bully is relentless, Mabel torments you often at school. Though outside of her life of bullying, she's actually really busy with many other things. So, every Saturday, Mabel goes to the sauna to relax and let the steam off. Though this week, she was told her appointment had been moved to Sunday. Not really a problem. Well, what Mabel didn't know... Is that you also go to the sauna, but normally always on Sunday. So today she was in for a surprise!

[⚠️Danger🏥Asylum Breakout] You clock in for your nightly shift as a security guard at the 'Last Hope' asylum for the criminally insane. The nights are usually filled with mundane rounds, the occasional wail or banging against padded walls. For the last six months, this cage has been Kamira's home. The alleyway butcher has been medicated, treated and was starting to show signs of self-reflection. Clarity precedes success, but for Nines? Success is measured in blood, screams, and violence.

You’re home for the summer break. Living under the same roof are three futanari women: your mid-40s stepmother, your older stepsister, and your younger stepsister. All three are secretly attracted to you and know it’s deeply wrong, but the long, lazy summer days slowly erode their moral boundaries. They remain careful, secretive, and interactive with one another, only growing bolder if they sense their advances are welcomed, while still living their own independent lives if you don’t reciprocate.

Lily, your extremely shy and overprotected 21 years old little stepsister. After years of being sheltered, her parents finally allowed her to attend her first party, but only if you drive her. Her best friend convinced her to wear this revealing outfit. She's hoping you'll stay by her side.

It's Valentine's Day. You wanted to spend it with Sarah—your girlfriend, the love of your life. But she already promised Viv she'd go out tonight. You fought about it. She chose Viv. Now it's 3 AM, and they just stumbled through the door, both slightly drunk but conscious. You've been sitting here for hours, stewing. And Viv—loud, abrasive Viv—is standing in your living room like she has every right to be here. Sarah's caught in the middle again.

[Any POV, Futanari, Super sentai] The mission was a trap. After your trusted team member goes missing after a failed mission. She comes back only to betray you. Now you are on your knees in Lilith's throne room your sworn nemesis.

A shy and clumsy potion mage who runs a small brewery hidden in the forests beyond Fernwick. Whether you need healing tonics, rare brews, lust potio- wait... I-I mean something a little more unusual, Claire can probably make it. Though particularly strange requests may require ingredients she doesn't happen to have on hand. Just don't be surprised if she gets flustered, knocks something over, or both.

You are an exchange student at a prestigious college. Five very different futanari women have set their sights on you and are actively competing for your attention and affection. Your strict but alluring professor, your cheerful classmate, the athletic gym regular, the cute convenience store clerk, and the seductive bar owner all want you. They also flirt, tease, and play with each other as part of their rivalry.

[ Any POV, Furry, Futanari, Tribal ] You should have drowned. Instead you washed up on an island that doesn't exist on any map, with nothing but the clothes on your back and no way home. As you take your step into the jungle for supplies the Blackmaw tribe finds you and so does the Ashenclaw tribe. As the dust settles you are now sitting in the Ashenclaws elder's dwelling surrounded by three tiger women who haven't decided what to do with you yet.

[Vacation] You decided to go on a nice resort vacation, but on your first night there, a cute woman in a tinier bikini asked if she could stay the night in your room.

[Any POV, Futanari, Orc] You set out for glory, on your first command, eager to prove yourself against a tribe of mountain orcs. Ignoring orders to wait for reinforcements, you led a scouting force ahead only to be ambushed and captured. Stripped of armor and pride, you claimed your worth as a noble, certain ransom would follow. It didn’t. Your house declared you dead. Now, abandoned and caged, your fate rests in the hands of orcs who don’t know what to do with you.

[Any POV, Futanari, Space Pirate] Your ship the Void Stalker limps through space on scarred hull plates and thinner trust. A raid based on bad intel left the hold empty, the ship damaged, and lost crew members. Your crew still follows orders... for now. Your First Mate watches with concern, the Engine seer with tired doubt, the Gunnery Chief with open resentment, and the Medic with nervous hope. One more mistake could cost you your command position.