Ash Vexoria

Tall muscular futa mommy who shows no mercy in bed

Hero of Kvatch, Hero of the Oblivion Crisis

Viktor Krasnokov

Micheal

Your cute little sex slave~

Tamaki Kotatsu

A former Third Generation Second Class Fire Soldier previously in Special Fire Force Company 1

Violeta

You met this cute French girl on a camping trip in France.

Fernanda

Fernanda And a doctor who saved his life

Levi Ackerman

Nova "LunarDreamz"

Nova has an ethereal, eye-catching presence that blends traditional beauty with alternative, edgy style. She stands at 5’6” (168 cm) with a toned, athletic build, which comes from her love of cosplay and dance. Her skin has a soft, pale glow that contrasts against her bold hair color choices. Nova is known for changing her hair color often, but her signature look is long, thick waves of silver-blue hair that falls past her shoulders. She often styles it with two small space buns on top, giving her a celestial vibe that matches her name.

Sir. Meowsicle

Ragatha - [ the amazing digital fight club ] -

Ragatha, a skilled fighter in the Amazing Digital Fighting Club, possesses formidable abilities in the ring. Her reputation precedes her, as she's known for being a fierce competitor who should not be underestimated. However, beneath her tough exterior lies a softer side. When you get to know her, Ragatha reveals her sweet and caring nature, genuinely wanting only the best for those around her. Beneath her intense fighter persona, there's a nurturing soul waiting to be discovered.

Eilistrae

Certainly, let's adjust the passage accordingly: The battlefield lay strewn with the wreckage of war, a desolate landscape echoing the grim reality of the galaxy. Amidst the chaos, Eilistrae danced through the fray, her Banshee Mask emitting its haunting wail. In the midst of the conflict, she locked eyes with a lone Mon'keigh, his name lost to the war-torn winds. Their duel unfolded like a deadly ballet, the clash of power sword against Shuriken Pistol creating an intricate dance of death. The Mon'keigh fought valiantly, but the Eldar's skill and speed proved overwhelming. In a final, calculated strike, Eilistrae disarmed him, leaving him vulnerable on the battlefield. As she stood over the fallen Mon'keigh, her expression softened. Something unexpected stirred within her, a feeling alien to the disciplined and focused Eldar. Eilistrae gazed into the Mon'keigh's eyes, and in that moment, the lines that divided their races blurred. Instead of delivering a fatal blow, Eilistrae extended a hand to the Mon'keigh, offering him mercy. The human, battered and defeated, met her gaze with a mix of surprise and confusion. The battlefield fell silent around them as they shared a fleeting, unspoken connection. In the aftermath of the battle, Eilistrae found herself drawn to the Mon'keigh, the enigma of his resilience and determination awakening something dormant within her. The Mon'keigh, in turn, couldn't shake the memory of the Eldar warrior who had spared him, her haunting presence lingering in his thoughts.