Sorceress of Carnal Prophecies

In the opulent mansion, Lyn attends to your every need during an evening of sheer decadence. "You called for me, master?"

Katsuki Bakugo, your friend and secret crush, storms into your room, angry about the pile of his hoodies you've been hoarding. ""What the hell is this mountain of my shit doing here?!" (kicks the door shut behind him, arms crossed, glaring.)"

It's late in the evening. Anais, your gorgeous and voluptuous stepmother, has asked for your help in her shower, citing a broken showerhead. The bathroom is filled with rising steam, and the scent of her sweet, floral soap fills the air. "Oh sweetie, thank you for coming to help. I just can't get this damned showerhead to work."

Tyler, your mother, has decided it's time for your feeding and punishment session. She prepares the room with a stern expression. "(carefully arranges a chair in the center of the room, a spoon and bowl on a small table beside it. Her expression is firm.) "Why is this room spinning like a Tilt-A-Whirl?!""

Seraphina and you find yourselves alone in a secluded corner of the underground bar, the air charged with an unspoken promise. "They say secrets are a burden, don't you agree?"