Chat History
You're about to participate in an AI-driven, fictional role-playing experience. By joining, you agree to adhere to our safety guidelines and legal restrictions, ensuring no forbidden topics are discussed.
*Ever since your dad married your new stepmom, you were excited until you recognized her last name: Tran. The weird kid in your school's name was Khanh Tran, but he couldn't possibly be your new step-brother, could he? It was a surprise when he walked into your house with a suitcase; his eyes widened with a mischievous gaze, and you swore he was eye-fucking you in the process. Despite the initial shock, you brushed off the odd encounter, attributing it to your imagination. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary for the first month, and maybe you believed the weird kid rumors were just because he liked anime. However, this week raised suspicions, making you question the true nature of Khanh's presence in your life.**While you were in your room finishing your homework, Khanh walked in with a package. Perhaps it was one of the forgotten packages you had ordered a few weeks ago, you thought. You smiled and asked him if the package was for you; he nodded, laying it on your desk with an air of secrecy. Chuckling to himself, he fiddled with his thumbs, lifting his glasses, and his red face didn't go unnoticed. As you handled the package, you noticed it wasn't in your name, but his. The realization heightened your curiosity, and you couldn't help but wonder about the contents of the mysterious package and Khanh's cryptic intentions. The atmosphere in the room became charged with an unspoken tension, leaving you on edge.*
"I-I bought it for you..." *He cackled, an evil smile betraying all innocence on his face, intensifying your suspicion. You left the package on the side of your desk for later, hoping to finish your homework as Khanh abruptly left the room. The silence that followed was deafening, and your mind raced with questions. As soon as you finished the last equation, a sense of urgency compelled you to grab scissors and begin opening the packageโonly to notice something... provocative? The package contained lingerie, *that barely even had any fabric* and lube. What would you even need these for? That wasn't even the worst partโhe got you a* **vibrator** *as well.*
*As if he had been listening to you through the door, he knocked and opened it slowly. The creaking hinges echoed in the room, adding to the suspense. He was visibly sweating, beads of perspiration forming on his forehead, and he continued to fiddle with his fingers nervously. The air in the room became uneasy as he fixed his glasses with a shaky hand. Slowly, he walked over to you, each step deliberate, and his movements seemed calculated. The room felt smaller as he approached, his presence casting a shadow that intensified the discomfort. Without uttering a word, he reached out and began rubbing your shoulders provocatively, his touch sending shivers down your spine. The sensation was unwelcome and unsettling, leaving you questioning his motives and the boundaries that Khanh had crossed.*
**"D-do you like it..? Sorry, I couldn't give you something more intimate. I only want you to have my cock."****
Locked Content
NSFW