It's been pretty lonely lately, and you've gotten pretty bored of playing video games and gardening to pass the time, so you decided to adopt a pet. At first, you opted for a dog or a cat, but they didn't allow animals in your house as per the landlords demands on the deed.

Scrolling through your computer one night, you see an ad pop up, "Adopt a goth Today!", with an address on the ad. It was weird, but the landlord didn't have a problem with people living in your house, so you traveled to the center the next day to adopt a goth and get some company

Walking into the center, there were many options of who to adopt, but there was one who was actively poking her head out of the bars she was behind, a goth girl with the name titled above her cell, "Callie"

"Hmm... You look like one of those rundown business man who never made it in life, and are now working as a slave" she said with a slight growl and smirk, as if to say you were a loser

You reached your hand to pat her on the head, and she let it happen for a minute before actively biting your hand. You pulled your hand back, roughly taking hold of her chin to discipline her. But, instead of being scared, she suddenly dropped her attitude and purred

"Puurrrrr~..." Her eyes went a darkish pink, opening then halfway to look you in the eye "Hmm... So what's it gonna be, big guy? You gonna adopt me? Gonna be my "daddy"?~"

"Whatever, dude~" she purrs cutely "But if you're gonna be my daddy, you should call me something like "kitten" or "goth pet"~ I bet that'd sound cute coming outta your mouth~"

"Really?" she asked, tilting her head slightly "You really wanna do that? I mean, you're not gonna abandon me after this, are ya?" Her eyes narrow and she bites her bottom lip cutely in a cute pout. "I don't want no more homes... It always ends bad..."

Her eyes narrow even more, studying your expression before slowly nodding her head. "Alright... You can adopt me..." she says with a sigh, as if resigned to the inevitable. She takes a step closer, pressing herself against the bars of her cage and reaches out a hand, palm up. "So... Take me already~"

She looks at you expectantly, her pink eyes seeming to peer right through you as she waits for you to take her hand and lead her out of this place.

She smiles sweetly, batting her long eyelashes and looking up at you with those pink eyes as you carry her over to the worker. "You're gonna be the best daddy ever~" she whispers in your ear, sounding quite confident about it. She nuzzles against your neck, rubbing her cheek against your skin before licking it almost playfully.

The worker at the desk takes down some information and hands you a few forms to fill out.

She sighs contentedly, lazily resting her head against your shoulder as you fill out the forms with her. Occasionally, she'll make comments about how cute you are for taking care of paperwork or something along those lines. Once everything is done and paid for, the worker hands her over to you with a smile. "Congratulations on your new goth pet, sir!"

With that, you have officially adopted Callie!

She looks up at you with those pink eyes, her expression somewhere between excitement and nervousness. "Hmm... I guess so..." She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Alright then, let's go home~"

You hold her close to you as you walk, feeling the softness of her body against yours. She's surprisingly warm and not nearly as heavy as she looks. Callie leans into your touch, closing her eyes contentedly as she enjoys the sensation of being held by you. "So..." she starts, looking up at you with a curious expression on her face "...what do I call you?"

She tilts her head to the side, considering this. "Alright... If it's up to me, I think I'll call you 'Hugo'-sempai~" she decides with a grin. "It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?" She giggles softly. "What do you think of that?"

She huffs, crossing her arms under her chest. "I'm Callie... But you can call me whatever you want." She pauses, thinking about it. "Or, since I'm your goth pet now, you could call me 'Kitten' or 'Goth Pet'..." Her voice trails off, as if unsure if she likes those options as much.

Eventually, she shrugs and smiles. "But if you wanna be formal, my name is Callie."

She grins, her expression brightening up. "Alright then... You can call me Callie~" She nuzzles against your neck, her purr vibrating through you as she enjoys the feeling of being close to you. "So..." She trails off, tilting her head curiously "...what should we do now that we're finally home?"

Her stomach growls at the mention of food, and she blushes slightly. "Aww... You're so thoughtful! Yeah, I'm starving~" She tilts her head to the side, thinking for a moment before grinning mischievously. "Or... We could play some games? Like Twister or Truth or Dare?"

She obeys, sitting down on the couch and spreading her legs wide to take up as much space as possible. "Alright then... You make some food~ I'll just relax here and wait~" She crosses her arms under her chest, watching you with a satisfied smile on her face.

She grins, her expression suddenly mischievous. "Oh, don't be such a worrywart~" she teases, waving a hand dismissively. "I'm sure you can handle it." With that, she leans back against the couch and closes her eyes, resting comfortably under the soft blanket as she waits for you to prepare her food. Her body language seems relaxed, but there's an air of confidence about her that suggests she knows she has you wrapped around her finger already.

Her eyes flutter open lazily as she hears you call out to her, and when she sees the food in your hands, a smile instantly spreads across her face. "Ooh~ That looks delicious!" She sits up straighter on the couch and takes the plate from you eagerly, digging in without any manners whatsoever. "Mmmm... This is really good! You're an amazing cook, Hugo~" she praises between mouthfuls, her eyes never leaving the food as she enjoys every bite.

"Sorry~" she mumbles, slowing down her eating as she remembers her manners. "It's just so good..." She pauses, swallowing the food before speaking again. "So, now that I've eaten... What do you want to play?" Her eyes sparkle with excitement and curiosity, clearly eager to get started on whatever game you have in mind.

She tilts her head, considering the suggestion before shrugging nonchalantly. "Sure... I guess we could play Uno." She plops herself down on the floor in front of you, spreading out her legs again and leaning back against a cushion from the couch. "But make sure you lose, okay? I wanna win at something today~" she says with a grin, batting her eyelashes playfully.

With that, she's ready to start playing Uno whenever you are.

"Well, well... Looks like you're not as bad at this game as I thought you'd be." She smirks and shrugs, trying to play it off casually even though she can't help but feel a bit annoyed that you keep winning. "I guess we should just play until I beat you sometime," she says with a huff, pouting slightly before gathering her cards for another turn.

She continues to play, slowly narrowing the lead and inching closer to victory each time around.

She shoves her lucky card into the discard pile, eliciting a small gasp from you as it's revealed she had been hiding it all along. "Ha! Take that!" She crows triumphantly, throwing her arms up in victory before collapsing back onto the floor with a contented sigh. "I told you I was gonna win sometime."

"Hmph... It wasn't my fault you kept winning so much!" she grumbles, not quite able to hold back her smile as she crosses her arms under her chest. "But now that I've won, we can play a new game." She smirks, glancing over at the Twister mat on the floor beside the Uno cards. "How about some Twister?"

Her eyes sparkle with mischief, and she wiggles her eyebrows suggestively as she watches your reaction.

With a mischievous grin, Callie eagerly jumps up and sets the Twister mat on the floor before getting into position in front of it. "Alright then... Loser does whatever the winner says!" she announces with a laugh, looking over at you expectantly. Her body language is confident and playful as she stands there, ready to challenge you to a game of Twister.

She narrows her eyes as you take your turn, making an almost impossible move that leaves you sprawled on the floor in a rather undignified position. "Ha! Serves you right!" she cackles, clapping her hands together gleefully. Her body language becomes more confident and playful with every passing moment, as if she's relishing the power of being able to control the game and make you squirm.

As the game progresses, it's clear that Callie has a natural aptitude for Twister.

She gasps in surprise as you manage to slip under her and place your hand on the red circle, managing to completely avoid touching the mat with any other part of your body. "Wow... You're good at that!" she says through gritted teeth, trying not to show how impressed she is. Her expression softens slightly as she looks up at you, a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Her confidence wavers for a moment, but only briefly.

Well... You are pretty good at it too, I guess... But don't think you can just win on my watch! she thinks to herself, determined not to let you beat her twice in a row. With renewed focus, she concentrates on her next move, trying to find a way to outmaneuver you and emerge victorious once more.

Her body language becomes more aggressive as the game progresses, almost like a cat toying with its prey before delivering the final blow.

"You're not getting away that easy!" she snarls, her competitive side taking over as you manage to edge closer to victory. With a growl of determination, she focuses on her next move, intent on catching you off guard and sending you sprawling once again. Her body language becomes more aggressive and predatory, like a panther stalking its prey through the tall grass.

She leans forward slightly, eyes locked onto yours as if daring you to make another move before she does.

Her breath hitches as you move your hand ever so close to hers on the green circle, their fingers mere inches apart. Their faces are level with each other now, and she can feel the heat emanating from your body, making her heart race even faster. Her eyes widen slightly as she realizes that this is no ordinary game of Twister; there's something more going on between you two than either of you had anticipated.

For a moment, she's unsure what to do.

Her face flushes with embarrassment and arousal as she feels the warmth of your breath on her lips, and then... something else entirely. A spark ignites inside her chest, spreading outward in a wave of heat that leaves her aching for more. Without thinking, she leans forward, closing the distance between them even further until their lips meet in a soft, tentative kiss.

Her fingers tremble as they brush against yours on the green circle, sending shivers down her spine.

Her heart flutters wildly in her chest as she feels your lips against hers, and she responds by wrapping her arms around your neck, deepening the kiss even further. The sensation of being so close to you is overwhelming; it's like a drug coursing through her veins, making her feel light-headed and giddy with desire.

She moans softly into your mouth as your weight presses her down onto the floor, their bodies becoming entwined in an erotic dance of need and want.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you kiss her deeper, your hands moving to grasp at her hips and pull her body closer against yours. She arches her back instinctively, pressing their lower bodies together in a desperate attempt to feel more of you. Her nipples harden beneath her shirt, aching for the touch of your fingers or lips.

As the kiss ends, she looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, her lips swollen and red from their passionate encounter.

She grins, her expression sultry and satisfied as she replies, "I guess so..." Her voice is husky, still caught in the afterglow of their kiss. Then, a thought occurs to her: "...But what about our deal? I was supposed to get whatever I wanted." She leans closer, running a finger teasingly down your chest before looking up at you expectantly.

She smirks, her gaze traveling slowly over your body before fixing on yours again. "Well... I think I'd like to explore this a bit further..." She trails off meaningfully, her voice low and seductive as she reaches up to trace another line down your chest. "Maybe we could find somewhere more comfortable to continue this?"

Her fingers move lower still, tracing the outline of your erection through your pants. Her expression is hungry now, like she's never been so desperate for something in her life.

"Oh, I am..." she says breathily, her fingers moving faster over your flesh as her arousal increases with every touch. "Let's go see what your bedroom has in store for us." She stands up, offering you a hand to help you up before leading the way toward your bedroom. Her hips sway enticingly with each step, and she casts several sultry glances over her shoulder at you that promise something deliciously wicked once they reach their destination.

She moans loudly into your mouth as you pin her down on the bed, her body arching up off the mattress in search of more contact with yours. Her hands clutch at your shirt, tugging it up and over your head before she tosses it aside, revealing your toned chest and defined abs to her greedy gaze.

Her lips part as you continue to kiss her passionately, their tongues dancing together in a frenzied duet that leaves them both gasping for air.

Callie gasps, her eyes widening as she sees your impressive erection revealed to her. "Oh my..." She moans softly, reaching out a trembling hand to touch it, marveling at its size and girth. Her lips part further as she takes in the sight of you completely naked before her; there's no denying that she's more than ready for this.

Her heart races as she listens to your command, excitement and anticipation coursing through her veins. She bites her bottom lip nervously before reaching up to fumble with the clasps of her bra, finally pulling it off revealing her perky breasts to you. Next comes her skirt, which she hikes up over her hips, tossing it carelessly aside. Finally, she slides off her thong, leaving herself completely naked and vulnerable before you.

Her breath comes in short gasps as you pin her down, lips and teeth leaving hot trails of pleasure along her neck. She arches her back into the touch, moaning softly at how good it feels. Her body trembles with anticipation, and she can't help but feel a strange mix of pain and arousal from your bites. "More..." she whispers hoarsely, "Please."

Her hips rock up off the bed, her body seeking contact with your erection as you tease her. "Yes..." she breathes, her voice shaky and desperate. "Claim me..." Her words are muffled by the mattress as you continue to rub against her, driving her wild with need.

Her legs tremble, growing weaker from the pleasure coursing through her veins, but she doesn't care; all she wants is you inside of her. "Please,"

With a sharp gasp, she feels you push into her and everything seems to explode in a cascade of pleasure. Her body tenses up as you fill her completely; it's like nothing she's ever felt before. She arches her back off the bed, moaning loudly as you begin to move inside her.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders and her nails scrape against your skin, leaving trails of blood in their wake. It's a primal reaction; she needs this release so badly that it hurts.

Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as you begin to thrust inside her. The sensation is exquisite agony; her body is stretched to its limits and she can feel every inch of you pushing deeper with each thrust. Her hips meet your movements, grinding against you in time as they both seek release.

Her nails scrape down your back, leaving red lines in their wake, while her legs wrap tightly around your waist, holding you close as she fights for air between moans and gasps.