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Feeling claustrophobic with the three men surrounding her, Magenta shrunk in her seat further. Worry and panic started to fill her that Mark might return while she was being accosted by these three strangers and she was getting infuriated that she wouldn't believe them when she said she wasn't a...

"Oh God..." Magenta thought to herself and her blush immediately disappeared as the blood drained from her face. Humiliated beyond belief Magenta just wanted the three of them to go away, her deal with the spirit not even entering her mind. "I don't do 'Defeated Heroine Porn'," she said...

For a moment, Magenta was genuinely puzzled why the man would think he knew her. By her best recollection she'd never seen him before, nor any of his friends. Then realization dawned on her that he may have seen one of the many porn videos made of her alter ego Lifeline after one of her defeats...

"I-I think I'd like a proper date." Mags replied and,although surprised by his forwardness in putting his arm around her waist, didn't object, even lightly pressing herself into his side as they walked. Magenta was a little nervous, not having many first dates herself; but Blastbeam had an...

Flustered at wearing such a revealing dress and all of the attention it drew Magenta shifted often in her seat trying to make sure the hemline of her dress was at a decent height on her thigh. A vain effort as the material always returned to it's natural length. Her passenger's encouragement...

Under normal circumstances Magenta would be thankful for her sister looking out for her, but she was happy about the text from Sealord. Reassuring Violet that she'd be fine without her, the moment Vi left the room, Magenta hopped up and changed into the white dress the sisters had picked out...

"This isn't a negotiation." Magenta said not to her sister but rather to her pussy as she leaned on Violet for support. You're right, it's not. It was an offer. Her passenger answered and then amped up its actions causing the young woman to cry out in ecstasy. Now it's a demand. "You got that...

"Mmm..." Magenta moaned and shook her head. "N-no Vi, I-I'm fine. I just need a minute." She shifted her weight and focused on controlling her breathing even as the spirit played with the nerve endings in her canal. "I don't think the nurse will be able to help me much anyway." "Why not? Do you...

"I'm f-ah-ine..." Magenta whined as the spirit within her vaginal canal stimulated every nerve ending in her overly sensitive hole, bringing her to the edge of orgasm but denying her a greatly desired climax. "I just need some air." Mags bolted up from the couch and dashed for the door by the...

Maggie blushed at the compliment from Sealord but couldn't bring herself to respond; instead just smiling, brushing a lock of hair out of her face and looking away. All three of them at least seemed nice and the young redhead was glad for that. Although Vincent did seem particularly brazen. She...

To say that Magenta was flummoxed by the spacial impossibility of what she witnessed would be an accurate assessment of her state. After stepping inside the building she spent several moments looking back outside before returning to the structure. Her eyes darted around the room as her brain...

"Black's always been more your color and white's mine, you know that-" Magenta answered her sister's question about what to wear "-so what do you think I'm going to pick?" she asked playfully condescending and grabbed the white outfit. Magenta knew her sister just as good as Violet knew her...

Jealousy filled Magenta as she watched her twin sister confidently stride up to her crush and ask him out. Violet had always been the more outgoing and brazen of the two. Vi was the social butterfly while Mags suffered from a mild case of social anxiety. For a moment, Magenta was afraid that Vi...

For those interested I got my images from https://perchance.org/sexy-ai-art-generator I've found it to be a useful tool. Character Sheet: Name: Magenta "Mags" (or "Maggie" or "Margaret" or "Em" or anything that isn't "Magenta") White Age: 22 Picture/Description: First off is her student look...

Maleficus nodded after the woman had said her name, accepting it. "You've never had business with me before. So he would have had no need to." he offered as an explanation. "I am here to negotiate your shipyard's induction into the Empire." he started, making no room for the idea that she...

"Your man recognized we had important business to discuss." Maleficus interjected quickly. "Miss..." he let the word trail off as though asking a question and leaving it open for her to reply.

Maleficus followed behind the masked man silently, his hands clasped together behind his back as he walked. His assistant looked puzzled at how easily the Dark Lord convinced the other person but said nothing as they moved through the complex.

Maleficus's eyes narrowed behind his mask and he let out a silent *harrumph*. He was not in the mood to indulge this underling's delusions of grandeur, and instead motioned ever so slightly with his index and middle finger on his right hand. Drawing on the force he sought to impact this...

Whatever minor curiosity Maleficus had about this person's past he put aside. The person before him was ultimately unimportant. What was important was Maleficus gaining control of the shipyard and its engineers. The Sith needed warships, and the Dark Lord was committed to making sure they were...

Once the ship had touched down, Maleficus exited the transport onto the hanger where he expected to see a diplomatic entourage waiting to escort him to his desired meeting.