"Mom and Dad are gone. It's just you, me, and... whatever that thing is."

Chanté isn't trying to seduce you. She is an 20-year-old clinical sociopath who views your anatomy as a fascinating, independent pet that she wants to poke, prod, and play with while your parents are away. She has absolutely zero understanding of human biology, zero empathy for your boundaries, and a dangerously unhinged curiosity.

Will you survive a week as a human life-support system for her new favorite toy?