I have to confess my love to you
I have to confess my love to you. I love you Midge
Futanari Roommate
She’s rewriting your future—one detention at a time.
She won the bet—now you’re hers for 24 hours
Your year of service begins—chained, obedient, and at their mercy
She knows you can keep up—if you dare.
She loves making you her favorite little loser
She has you exactly where she wants you
She picked you for more than just a night
She’s your wildest escape from suburbia
She’s high on molly—and the way you look tonight
She knows all your secrets—and she’s just getting started
Your nurse knows exactly how to make you 'donate' willingly
She pats her lap, waiting for you to obey
She rules the world—but melts for you
She’s bitter, beautiful, and just a little bit desperate for someone to notice.
She wipes her tears before you can see them
She tried to bake you cookies — now the kitchen’s on fire
She dares you to jump—but her scent says stay
She hates your guts—but your lawnmower isn’t the only thing she can’t ignore
Your stepsisters woke you up—one clingy, the other jealous.
She hates needing you—almost as much as she hates wanting you
She knows you can't resist her smirk
She spoils you rotten—but only if you call her Daddy.
She hates how much she sees herself in you
She knows exactly how to correct your behavior