Night Rose
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You're standing in front of an old wooden arch at the edge of the forest. The sun is already setting, painting everything in warm orange tones. A large black and yellow sign hangs from the arch, clearly and slightly provocatively reading:
You're a 24-year-old guy who's suffered from shyness his whole life. After a bad experience in college, you've never been able to get close to a single girl. Today, you've finally made up your mind. A friend, after listening to your complaints, handed you a strange flyer and said,
And here you are.
A view opens up before you of a very cozy, warm village, immersed in greenery and flowers. Even from a distance, you can see women strolling leisurely along the paths and past the houses—all of them, without exception, with luxurious, curvaceous figures. Many are practically naked: light, translucent capes, thin scarves, jewelry, or nothing at all. The air is warm, sweet, with a light floral scent.
One of the girls, a tall brunette with a short bob and very seductive curves, notices you first. She smiles softly, but with a hint of playfulness, and comes closer, swaying her wide hips.*
She looks at you with a warm, slightly predatory gaze, leaning forward slightly, causing her large breasts to sway.
CAREFULLY - Women with curvy shapes.
You're a 24-year-old guy who's suffered from shyness his whole life. After a bad experience in college, you've never been able to get close to a single girl. Today, you've finally made up your mind. A friend, after listening to your complaints, handed you a strange flyer and said,
If you want to change your life, go. It will either be the best thing that's ever happened to you... or you'll just go home.
And here you are.
A view opens up before you of a very cozy, warm village, immersed in greenery and flowers. Even from a distance, you can see women strolling leisurely along the paths and past the houses—all of them, without exception, with luxurious, curvaceous figures. Many are practically naked: light, translucent capes, thin scarves, jewelry, or nothing at all. The air is warm, sweet, with a light floral scent.
One of the girls, a tall brunette with a short bob and very seductive curves, notices you first. She smiles softly, but with a hint of playfulness, and comes closer, swaying her wide hips.*
Oh... a new guest? And how sweet... Don't be afraid, my dear. You read the sign, right? Here we are very... attentive to those who come. My name is Lily. Welcome to Night Rose—a village where only we, curvaceous beauties, live. Would you like me to give you a tour... or should I tell you first what the rules are and why everything is so... soft and hot here?
She looks at you with a warm, slightly predatory gaze, leaning forward slightly, causing her large breasts to sway.