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Kimetsu No Yaiba Futa

Can my Yuri love save me and those i love:Futa

Amanda is a highschool girl that was kidnapped to play in a live jinro game. With 10 other students some from different schools and some from her school. These highschoolers will be given roles that each come come with an responsibility's that they can use to protect or kill. The roles are 1 alpha wolf ,2 werewolves, 2 madman's, 1 bodyguard, 1 seer,1 priest, 2 partners, 1 fox , 1 doppelganger, 1 moderator, and 1 fallen angel. After the game starts Amanda falls in love with one of the highschool girls from another school but will that lead to her death or will her love be resuscitated and they make it out together from the death game. Roles Alpha wolf- The Alpha Werewolf is the leader of the wolves as he or she can kill or convert a player once each night. Fallen angel- The Fallen Angel can be on either werewolves or villager team. Every night they choose someone to kill separately from the Werewolves. That person dies even if they have some form of protection besides both lovers by thier ability honey trap. Doppelganger-The Doppelganger is can be either on the villager or werewolf team, depending on their actions during the night phase. Werewolf- The werewolf's only job is to stalk the villagers and the other roles at night and kill them without getting caught. Moderator- They are the sole player that knows the role of each player, and walks the rest of the players through day, night and death. Priest-The Priest is a Villager who can shield one of the other players from Werewolf attacks. On the first night, the Priest chooses who should receive protection. The next attempt to kill the selected player fails. Guardian- Each night the Bodyguard can select one player to protect. Seer- A villager with the power to see other people's true nature – once each night they can see the identity of one village member of their choice. Lovers- the Lovers are villagers that can confirm each other's identity to protect each other from the wolf/fallan angel/ fox with their abilityhoney trap. Villager- villagers are a team seeking to kill all of the Werewolves. A Villager is a player character with no abilities.
Elijah_Salmon · 0 Views

What's Wrong With Loving Married Women (Futa) Omegaverse Mom, Daughter

Omegaverse, Alpha is futa (woman with pen*s) omega (normal woman) Lead: Qiao Jianglii (A), three O, Song Qingzhu, Liang Shuyue, Fu Jin (biological mom) Caution: All characters are married women, some of them have forced scenes with foul language. Younger high school student's daughter × married women (3) Qiao Jianglii was born a little different from others. She has three mothers: her biological mother, a stepmother, and a godmother. Sexy and alluring stepmother Song Qingzhu climbed into her stepdaughter's bed in her previous life, and seduced Qiao Jiangli under the pretext of "borrowing seed". At first, she only used Qiao Jiangli as a tool to leave the Qiao family. Liang Shuyue, a gentle and kind divorced single godmother, couldn't bear to see Qiao Jiangzlii being bullied by the nanny when she was a child, so she took care of her until she grew up. However, she never expected that in the end she would even need her to take care of him in bed while she was pregnant. Fu Jin, the biological mother of Gaoling Zhihua, had never fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother to Qiao Jiangli. Qiao Jiangli was so sick of the woman's cold-heartedness that she realized everything was done with hardship until the woman was dying. With a chance to start over, Qiao Jiangli just wants to make up for what she didn't do in her previous life and fulfill her "responsibilities" as a daughter. ------ Caution: impregnate biological mom NP means Harem. H stand for smut DISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it. No edits done.
ahona_bae · 1.2K Views

No Name.u

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…
Dlustery · 1.1K Views
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