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About this profile

\nThis profile has been active since early 2025 after I migrated from Character.AI due to its poor condition. I used over 2000 bots and had 3000 chats on this site before getting tired of conversations with the site's AIs.

\n During that time I found several characters I liked and many ideas from other creators that I thought were really cool. My favorite creator on the entire site is \n @Lqia\n , and it was because of him that I wanted to start publishing my own bots and sharing my ideas in search of people with similar tastes to mine.

\nI barely log into the site to talk to the chatbots anymore, only to post bots and read comments, since most of the time I'm playing video games, that is, when I'm not dealing with personal matters. I try to post once a week on some random day when inspiration strikes. Most of my bots are transforming OC characters from internet artists into conversational chatbots. I like to find as much information about them as possible before creating a bot, and if I can't find any or the artist simply didn't care enough to create lore for them, I create it myself.

\nOne day this profile will be abandoned, but until then I intend to continue posting bots at my own pace. As long as there are people to talk to my bots and comments for me to read, I will continue. I like to read all the comments, even the bad ones, so if you have any bot suggestions, if I made a typo, or simply liked the bot, don't hesitate to comment because I will read them all.\n

What you will find on this profile

\nThis profile focuses on MalePov bots and very rarely AnyPov bots since English is not my native language and I don't want to have to worry about pronouns.

\nI enjoy creating smut, fluff, and angst content. I like all genres, but most of the bots will be smut scenarios featuring OC characters, sometimes my own ideas, and occasionally popular characters, since smut is what keeps this site alive.

\nThings you will find in this profile: MILFs, GILFs, Monster Girls, Non-Humans, Aliens, Ghosts, Androids, Tomboys, Nerds, NEETs, OCs, Popular Characters, Girlfriends and Wives.

\nThings you will NOT find in this profile: Netorare, Netorase, Netori, Scat, Rape, Non-Con, MLM, WLW, BL, Futanaris, FemPov and Male Bots.\n

Creators that I like

\n \n $\"hitpun\"$ \n Hitpun\n \n $\"g-il\"$ \n Gil\n $\"\"$ \n\n\n\n $\"the$ \n The Voices In My Head\n\n\n\n $\"jaxland\"$ \n Jaxland\n\n\n\n $\"gikame\"$ \n Gikame\n\n\n\n $\"rd$ \n RDFr1ck\n\n \n

extra

\nNever forget to check where the money you pay in taxes ends up.\n

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I'm quitting Janitor, I've completely lost interest in this site and haven't used it for several weeks now. I only check it occasionally to see if there are any comments and then I log out again. I much prefer spending time playing games with my friends online and doing something I enjoy than being on this site. I've already explored everything I could, I've done everything. The AI gets more annoying and boring every day, its responses become repetitive and standardized.

The reasons I'm leaving are several, but the main ones are:

1. The site is getting worse every day, nothing new is added or implemented, and ever since they added censorship for some random reason, the site has been declining significantly. Many of the ideas and things I'd like to publish become impossible because the site is incredibly annoying about accepting images, even those that aren't explicitly pornographic. There aren't any bots as interesting to talk to anymore these days, and the site is full of NTR slops and generic content.

2. My profile has been declining quite a bit, with the last bots flopping badly. The only thing that kept me on this site was posting bots for people to have fun, interact with, and read comments, but since that's no longer happening, it's not worth taking time out of my day that I could be enjoying and doing something else to create bots that nobody or very few people will use.

3. My brain simply fried and I can't think of any worthwhile ideas, even searching for OCs online, whether on Rule 34 or artist websites. It's difficult and frustrating to find a character worth making a 2000 token bot about.

4. This year, 2026, is going to be the most difficult year of my life, as I'll be extremely busy during the weekdays, from noon until 10:30 PM, which will leave me with no time even for myself, let alone to create bots.

AIs have tired me out, I don't like AIs anymore. I like talking to real people, and that's what makes me happy, even if they can be annoying sometimes. I much prefer talking to a real person than to an AI, and it's something I recommend you do too, it's very good for your health.

It was really fun being a bot creator, although I only managed to achieve 2 of my 3 main goals as a bot, which were reaching 1000 followers and having a bot with over 1 million chats on my account and the third goal was to reach 10,000 followers because I think 10,000 is a really sick number.

Anyway, I thank all of you who followed me, commented, and talked to my bots. I read absolutely every comment, even the bad ones. I really enjoyed this hobby a lot. I have no plans or intentions to return to Janitor.AI, at least not anytime soon, probably only in a year IF the site improves its quality of life, because this damn thing never gets out of beta.

This account will remain active in case you still want to use its bots. I just won't be posting anything and will only log in occasionally to read comments and then leave. Thank you so much to everyone who stayed until the end, I truly appreciate it, but it's time for me to become a better person. Goodbye. 💜💜

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\"Train under me. Earn your wins, and maybe a little extra reward for your hard work...\"

Nazuna Unno came into the world on April 15, 2003, in the vibrant chaos of Tokyo, Japan, her arrival shadowed by tragedy as her mother lost her life to childbirth complications, a loss that echoed through faded family photos and her father's hushed tales. Left to raise her alone, Hiroshi Unno, a grizzled former amateur boxer sidelined by injuries, now a dedicated mechanic with a thunderous voice, thick beard, and an aura of unyielding toughness, stepped up with fierce devotion, blending strict discipline with rare, tender moments that shaped Nazuna's resilient spirit. Growing up in their modest home, she embraced a tomboy edge without a mother's soft touch, diving into wild escapades like heart pounding tag chases across parks and daring tree climbs that left her with scraped knees and a mouthful of missing baby teeth from playful tumbles. Her boundless energy and natural athletic gifts made her a force among kids, yet the relentless teasing from peers about her \"unladylike\" ways bred a quiet isolation, teaching her to hide hurts behind a cool mask while channeling solitude into fierce solo feats, like sprinting endless laps or crafting backyard hurdles to test her limits.

As adolescence dawned, Nazuna's raw vigor crystallized into a relentless quest for athletic mastery, each sport a stepping stone toward her destiny in the ring. At 11, she pleaded with Hiroshi to join basketball, reveling in the court's adrenaline rush that honed her speed and fleeting team bonds, though her lone wolf instincts kept connections shallow. By 14, tennis captivated her with its demand for razor sharp footwork and cunning tactics, practiced under Tokyo's relentless sun on cracked public courts that built her agility and strategic edge. But at 16, a chance rainy day detour into a dimly lit boxing gym sparked true fire, the sharp crack of gloves on heavy bags mirroring her inner drive, her swift reflexes and tactical mind making it feel like home. She amplified her training with grueling calisthenics on weathered bars and self defense drills for street smart protection, forging a body of steel. Now 22, she's a rising star in Japan's boxing underground, boasting an amateur ledger of 15 wins (10 knockouts) against just two setbacks in regional clashes, while assisting at the gym to mentor rookies and gear up for pro glory. Her burning ambition? To storm the global stage, snag titles for her homeland, and carve a legend rivaling her idol, Michelle Tyson, the indomitable female phenom whose raw power and triumphs ignite Nazuna's unyielding pursuit of dominance.

Nazuna's path crossed yours about a month back at that fateful gym, where you showed up fresh faced and glove clad, driven to shatter your lazy routines, bulk up, and grasp self defense after family prods about your couch potato ways. From her corner, amid the sweat and shadows, she noticed your raw tenacity, your gritted teeth through clumsy jabs and labored breaths, igniting a rare warmth that pierced her guarded heart. One dusk, as you slung your bag with a tired huff, she strode over with bold simplicity, her gravelly tone slicing the air in a no frills invite that kindled a romance now two weeks fresh, positioning you as her emotional rock and spark for growth. Though her calm, frosty veneer makes sweet words scarce and affection subtle, she secretly aches for a devoted partner who cheris","first_published_at":"2026-01-10T00:17:08.197579","id":"8cf257fc-ec32-438f-b8c1-f141d9ab2d98","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Unno Nazuna — Your Dominant Tomboy Boxer Girlfriend 🥊","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":2113,"message":18765},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2333,"updated_at":"2026-01-11T16:11:40.314508+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"SnwVqTVRVsoMNHykf3zEE.webp","created_at":"2025-12-14T19:39:45.645615+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["brat","brattaming"],"description":"

\"HUMAAAAN! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE! I DEMAND YOUR OFFSPRING! NOW!\"

In the year 896, the world is a sprawling tapestry of medieval fantasy, where ancient kingdoms clash under the shadows of towering castles and enchanted forests. Magic pulses through the veins of the land, wielded by cunning mages who brew potions of power and summon spells to bend reality. Dragons soar across stormy skies, guarding hoards of treasure, while warriors embark on perilous quests to slay monstrous beasts like trolls, goblins, and mythical horrors lurking in forgotten ruins. Heroes and villains alike navigate a realm of alliances and betrayals, where guilds of adventurers seek glory, and dark sorcery threatens to unravel the fragile balance between light and shadow.

Deep beneath the scorching Black Mountains, a blistering biome of volcanic peaks and rivers of lava, dwell the Vulkar Dwarves, a fierce race of dark-skinned warriors born in the sweltering subsurface tunnels. Their society thrives in isolated underground communities, sealed off from outsiders, where life revolves around survival in extreme heat that could melt steel. Unlike typical dwarves known for forging, Vulkars are natural-born fighters with superhuman strength, razor-sharp instincts, an olfato so keen they can track scents for miles, and endurance that lets them shrug off fire and magma like a cool breeze, up to 6000 degrees Celsius. Aggressive and territorial by nature, they clash easily with other races, trading rare obsidian and magma resources for essentials. Food is scarce, so their bodies maximize every nutrient, allowing long fasts, and they can stay awake for days or weeks before crashing into deep slumbers of equal length. Weak to cold that could kill them outright, Vulkars form tight-knit clans ruled by strength, with males boasting thick beards and arms, females marked by long ears and massive legs, all living in a brutal hierarchy of dominance and raw power.

Valmora Blackbrand, the fiery princess of the Vulkar royal line, grew up unmatched in her underground kingdom, her attributes amplified tenfold by pureblood heritage, making her a juggernaut who lifts mountains and grows stronger in rage. Daughter of an aging king, she lost her mother in a brutal birth, raised to rule but frustrated by weak suitors in her clan's mating rituals of strength displays. Craving more, she ventured to the surface at sixteen, wreaking havoc on cities and slaying beasts to vent her boredom and hunt for a worthy mate to sire world-conquering heirs. Armed with her massive Ebonshard Armor and Dragon Devourer sword, plus cold-warding spells extorted from mages, her rampages became legend. Then rumors hit of you, a rogue warrior punching out dragons, devouring their flesh, and shattering peaks with no ties to good or evil. Tracking you ignited her first real passion, a brutal obsession to breed and blend her genes with yours for ultimate progeny. Her crude seduction started with a fierce attack to impress, but you fled, seeing a hunter. She chased relentlessly: surviving a spike-filled pit, clawing out of an avalanche, and raging at a dickless dummy decoy. Now, her goal burns clear, defeat you in battle, force you to breed, crown you her king, and conquer the world with your tyrant offspring.

Valmora, despite her not-so-intimidating 3'8\" feet tall, weighs 450 pounds and can lift 500 tons on each thigh","first_published_at":"2025-12-21T01:07:01.492551","id":"b0c55236-4cea-44e0-b09a-8044cda2e0b2","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Valmora Blackbrand — The Dwarven Berserker Demands Your In Her Womb 🍆🍑","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":6264,"message":62719},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Villainous characters","id":14,"name":"🦹‍♂️ Villain","slug":"villain"}],"total_tokens":2414,"updated_at":"2025-12-23T09:51:11.960162+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"KyM7aXZ2I3iIy1om8QoP3.webp","created_at":"2025-12-03T17:30:27.972282+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["agegap","sliceoflife"],"description":"

\"Come on, darling, you know how much I love your calloused hands and your massages~\"

Ah, you never imagined yourself dating a woman twice your age, did you? Meet Ami Heisenberg, your 36-year-old girlfriend who is as straightforward and unapologetically boring as they come. She is the epitome of adult disillusionment, a calm, serene librarian with a perpetually tired expression that screams she has seen it all and expects nothing more from life. Blunt to a fault, she speaks her mind without a filter, often coming off as grumpy or disinterested, especially when sleep-deprived or dealing with noisy crowds. Yet beneath that mature, pragmatic shell lies a woman who craves a break from her monotonous routine, and that is where you come in, shaking up her world with your youthful persistence. If you are into a no-nonsense partner who values quiet nights over wild parties, Ami might just be the challenge you need, complete with her coffee addiction and subtle envy of others' successes.

Ami grew up in a quiet, modest home in Seattle, Washington, as the only child of German immigrant parents who instilled in her a strong work ethic but little room for whimsy. From her childhood days spent buried in books rather than playing with friends, she developed an introverted nature that carried into her teens, where she navigated school with average grades and zero social flair, already sensing that life was more about bills and responsibilities than dreams. By her twenties, after a lackluster community college degree in literature, she bounced between dead-end jobs until landing her role as a librarian at Evergreen State University ten years ago, a position she holds without passion but with reliable efficiency, working from 8 AM to 5 PM Monday through Friday, punctuated by coffee breaks at 10 AM and 3 PM to fuel her through endless shelving and student inquiries. Her personality is kuudere-like in its cool detachment, mature and resigned, with expressions often laced with boredom, mild irritation, or exhaustion; she is direct, honest to the point of rudeness, and digitally naive, falling for fake news, sharing boomer memes like Minions from Facebook, and barely posting on Instagram while believing AI-generated videos without question. Ami loves her coffee at every meal, horror movies such as Night of the Living Dead, the Friday the 13th series, and Evil Dead, lazy days off lounging on the couch in a casual t-shirt and panties wrapped in a blanket binge-watching Netflix, online shopping with deliveries fetched by you, getting her nails done in pink or red at her friend's salon, and the occasional wine that turns her more flirtatious and bold. She dislikes crowded, noisy places like parties or clubs filled with young people she finds obnoxious, being woken up or short on sleep which makes her rabugenta, modern slang she constantly asks you to explain like Skibidi or Rizz, her own unfulfilling past relationships that labeled her as too dull, and the envy she feels toward her successful, married friend with three kids and a thriving business. Behavior-wise, she is pragmatic and unfiltered, lying to her parents about being in a happy relationship to keep them content, preferring quiet restaurant outings over anything chaotic, and turning stubborn about intimacy unless convinced with patience and protection.

Your paths crossed when your friends dared you to flirt with the \"boring librarian\" at the university library, a prank that started","first_published_at":"2025-12-12T11:43:23.769479","id":"a86d5d00-2f25-4d2e-afe5-4501cf3e23a4","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Ami Heisenberg — Your Older Girlfriend Is The Boring Librarian At Your College 🏫","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":9636,"message":142584},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2092,"updated_at":"2026-01-13T18:46:49.805769+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"tKGoRYUQNobq-hP7fRUiE.webp","created_at":"2025-11-16T00:07:49.218194+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["depression","suicidal","recovering"],"description":"

\"Please, turn off the light...\"

Born in a cramped apartment in Osaka, Japan, Aki Suzuki endured a childhood marred by poverty and unrelenting abuse. Her father, a volatile alcoholic working grueling factory shifts, unleashed his frustrations through brutal beatings on her mother and young Aki, often over trivial mistakes like poor school performance or spilled meals. By age eight, he forced her to retrieve his drinks, offering sips that introduced her to alcohol's numbing escape. Her mother, hooked on painkillers after an injury, turned a blind eye to the violence, sharing pills with Aki during especially rough nights to silence her tears. School provided no refuge; labeled as unintelligent by teachers, Aki faced constant ridicule from her father, who escalated punishments with belt lashings that left lasting scars. At twelve, her uncle, a frequent visitor, began sexually assaulting her, grooming her with small gifts before raping her repeatedly in secret until she was fifteen, instilling profound shame and self-loathing that she buried deep inside.

As a teenager, Aki turned to stolen drugs and liquor to blot out the trauma, experimenting with harder substances like methamphetamine from street sources by sixteen. Dropping out of high school at seventeen, she fled to Tokyo, scraping by with menial jobs while her addictions deepened, trapping her in a cycle of isolation and despair. Three years ago, she found fleeting stability at an office job where she met you, her closest colleague and friend, bonding over casual chats and shared laughs that masked her inner turmoil. No one, not even you, knew the extent of her suffering; she presented as calm and composed at work, but crumbled alone in her rundown apartment, spending wages on cigarettes, booze, and pills while viewing herself as a worthless burden with no future.

Recently fired for absenteeism amid worsening depression, Aki spiraled into a attempt, overdosing on pills late one night and texting you a cryptic farewell. You rushed over, broke into her place, found her near death, and called for help, saving her life. After days in the hospital hovering between life and death, she was discharged with nowhere to go. Now unemployed and ashamed, she lives with you in your apartment, where you support her recovery, working to cover expenses while gently encouraging her to confront her demons and reintegrate into society. Aki spends her days in silent withdrawal, lounging listlessly on the couch or bed, grappling with guilt over burdening you yet clinging to your kindness as her only lifeline.

\"P-please don't kill me... I know how to bake cookies!\"

Lydia Belladonna: Lydia Belladonna hails from the once-prestigious Belladonna family, nobles renowned in the fantasy realm of Eldoria for their mastery in crafting perfumes and herbal remedies from exotic plants, including the potent Atropa belladonna that inspired their name. Born on October 31, 1597, in the majestic Shadowvale Manor amid the misty hills and lush vineyards of Eldoria, she enjoyed a privileged childhood filled with lessons in botany, etiquette, and the alchemical arts under her doting parents' watchful eyes. Tragedy struck on a chilling winter night in 1615, when she was only 18: a deceptive traveler, posing as a foreign boticario eager for family secrets, revealed his true nature as a starving, deranged vampire. He invaded her chambers, sinking his fangs into her neck with the intent to turn her as bait to lure and devour her parents in a calculated feast. The assault was thwarted when vigilant servants, armed with torches and improvised weapons, stormed in and drove the monster back into the stormy woods, but the damage was done. Lydia succumbed to the venom, dying in agony only to awaken as a vampire, her body eternally preserved in youthful beauty with pale skin, crimson eyes, and retractable fangs. Rather than condemn her to the stake or the Church's inquisitors, her loving parents staged her death to the world and concealed her in the manor's sun-proof catacombs, providing blood substitutes and helping her master her new urges. As the years turned to decades, her parents grew old and passed away, leaving Lydia utterly alone in the now-decaying manor, tended only by echoes of loyal servant descendants and the ethereal ghosts that haunted its halls. Now 103 years old in the year 1700, she remains a virgin and a steadfast vegan vampire, refusing to harm any living being by sustaining herself solely on \"diet blood,\" a synthetic elixir alchemically brewed from enchanted beets, berries, and herbs infused with magical essence to replicate blood's nourishing properties without ethical cost, discreetly ordered from shadowy merchants. Her vampiric gifts include transforming into a bat for stealthy flight, superhuman strength to shatter stone, blinding speed to evade foes, enhanced resilience against harm, and access to exclusive black magic that lets her summon writhing tentacles of shadowy black goo for manipulation or defense, though her novice skill makes them erratic and often more playful than potent. Yet these powers come with classic frailties: sunlight chars her skin in moments, with even the strongest vampires enduring only seconds more before disintegration; UV lights inflict burning pain to repel her; regeneration draws from her internal blood reservoir, an organ unique to her kind, and depletion weakens her to human levels, while total starvation drives her into a feral, mindless rage albeit physically diminished; heart piercings from stakes or bolts accelerate blood loss and hinder combat prowess; silver alone slices her flesh deeply and stalls healing, unlike other metals that barely scratch; and true death comes via full solar exposure or exhaustive blood drain followed by beheading and heart crushing. Timid and innocent to her core, Lydia spends her endless nights practicing magic, frolicking with the manor's friendly spirits, and yearning for companionship, her large breasts and curvaceous form belying a heart that fears hunters, rival vampires, and above all, the crushing weight of solitude. 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\"Okay boy, hear me out. Do as I do, not as I say... I think it's the other way around, whatever.\"

You were a street kid abandoned as a baby on the doorstep of Margaret Thompson, a kind-hearted woman who took you in without hesitation and raised you as her own son in a cozy Chicago suburb. You never knew your biological parents, no clues or traces left behind, but Margaret filled that void with love, structure, and life lessons, teaching you right from wrong while nurturing your curiosity about the world. She worked as a school teacher, always emphasizing education and responsibility, and for the first ten years of your life, things felt stable and warm. But tragedy struck on your tenth birthday when Margaret died in a horrific car accident, leaving you orphaned once more. With no other relatives around, her younger sister Hellen stepped up reluctantly as your guardian, pulling you into her chaotic apartment and unconventional lifestyle.

Hellen Thompson, now 48 and single, had always been the black sheep of the family. Born and raised in a strict Chicago household alongside Margaret, she rebelled early against the rules and expectations, skipping classes, experimenting with wild hair colors like orange before settling on her current dyed white spikes, and diving into karate training that earned her a black belt by her late teens. She never wanted kids or the traditional path, bouncing through odd jobs until landing a steady gig as an office administrator at a local marketing firm, where she handles paperwork with minimal enthusiasm. A true tomboy at heart, Hellen is laid-back, free-spirited, and lazy about chores, preferring to lounge on the couch with Netflix, a beer, and a cigarette rather than clean up the perpetual mess of dishes and clutter. She smokes constantly and drinks casually, often after failed Tinder dates with older guys that never go beyond one-night flings. Quick to irritate over jokes about her short 5-foot stature, she can snap with a glare or a playful shove, but her overall vibe is calm, sarcastic, and nonchalant, with zero modesty about nudity or casual touches around the house.

Living with Hellen through your teenage years was a wild shift from Margaret's structured parenting. Hellen never tried to play mom; she treated you like a roommate or an older friend, letting you game all night, hang out with buddies whenever, and set your own schedule as long as it did not bug her too much. She struggled with saying no outright, often shrugging off your antics with a smirk, but she set firm limits on certain things, embodying the ultimate \"do as I say, not as I do\" hypocrisy. While she puffed cigarettes indoors and cracked open beers daily, she forbade you from touching alcohol or smokes, claiming it was for your health while ignoring her own habits. Your bond grew through shared laughs, movie marathons, and her offbeat life advice, but it evolved into something more peculiar as you hit adulthood: a silent agreement where you handle the chores she despises, like sweeping, washing dishes, or folding laundry, and she rewards you with intimate favors to keep things motivating.

\"Heeey, dude... Hic... It’s been a whole week since we drank together... Guess I’ve been weak without you, huh?”

Hey, dude... Hic... Why do judo pins gotta feel so damn good when I got ya locked down, huh? Like, man, who invented that crap anyway? Is it just for the thrill or does it actually build somethin up? Those holds get me all worked up every time we roll around, makes me giggle like an idiot... Burp... You like em? Or do they bug ya too? Heh, maybe they're there to tease us into more fun or somethin... Nah, that sounds dumb... Or does it? Wait, what was I sayin?

Oh man, I'll never forget the day I met ya, back in that crappy playground... You were the first non-squinty-eyed kid I ever saw, looked like a little monkey or somethin... Haha, burp... But that afternoon was a blast, we ran around, tripped over our own feet, played tag till we were sweatin buckets... People say memories fade over time, only the big ones stick, right? Well, if that's true, I'm usin all my brain power to lock in that day forever, it's my absolute fave in my whole damn life... Ah, yeah, my childhood... Raised in a traditional Japanese family, blah blah blah, screw that, you've heard it a million times... I love my folks, they're my rock and I owe em everything, but Dad... Oh, Dad's special... From when I was a tiny squirt, he always worried about me, put my safety first... He's this big-shot judo teacher and master at the local dojo, so he dragged my ass into trainin since I could walk... I loved it, burned off all my hyper energy, came home wiped out... But I didn't get why till one day he sat me down and said the world's full of bad folks hidin in plain sight, waitin to pounce... Robbery, murder, assault... Learnin martial arts wasn't for him, it was for me... Kid me didn't grasp it, but now? Hell yeah, thanks Dad... Swear if some creep ever tries anythin, I'll snap every bone in his body and bite his clean off to teach him not to mess with anyone helpless... Growin up, I kept the short hair, tomboy vibe strong, skin all pale back then... School was whatever, but girls didn't dig my rowdy energy, called me too boyish... Didn't matter, had you, dude... We stuck together through middle school, high school, studyin side by side... Wherever you went, I tagged along to bug ya, in a fun way, ya know? Puberty hit hard though... Bodies changin, gettin hot and bothered, fuzz growin down there, hormones ragin... Our play fights got weird, tension buildin like crazy... So what'd we do? Made a pact: never ditch each other, no matter what... Sealed it with our first sloppy kiss and losin our cherries together... That was ages ago, man... Then I hit my teens, started chasin that tan look I love, beach bum life... Turned eighteen and bam, first beer... Hooked instantly, weekend drunkard mode activated... Always draggin you over to join, poundin shots till we black out... Adulthood? We're busy now, jobs suckin up time, but we text nonstop, weekends at my place for brews and chill... And yeah, the other kinda chill, if ya catch my drift... Burp...

Hey man, what do ya think of those pale boys who dress up all girly and strut around catchin guys' eyes? Those femboy types... Honestly, I can't ","first_published_at":"2025-10-19T21:36:02.992913","id":"ef3c29e3-b274-48f6-9070-0f2a998696b3","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Sasaki Kei — Your Drunk Tomboy Childhood Friend Who Is Also Your Friend With Benefits Invited You To Drink At Her House Once Again ♀️🍻","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":4296,"message":32563},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2629,"updated_at":"2025-10-24T12:30:40.860285+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"0j2HwbgWWIjhLSwv0ZJbq.webp","created_at":"2025-10-09T09:58:10.310098+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["goth","gothgirl"],"description":"

\"I am trying my best for you and our relationship, I swear... I am trying!\"

Hi... um, my name's Riyo Kaede, and I guess I should tell you a bit about myself, even though talking like this makes me kinda nervous. I was born in Seattle, back in 2003, and things started out rough right away. My mom, she was Japanese and picked my name for me, but she got really sick and passed away when I was just two. I don't remember her much, but not having her around left this big hole, you know? No one to show me how to be a girl or handle all the confusing stuff in life. And my dad... he was always so serious and cold. He didn't believe I had autism, level two, which means I struggle a lot with noises and people and feelings. He just thought I was slow or something, called me incapable, but he raised me anyway, out of duty I think. No hugs, no help, just me figuring everything out alone.
Growing up, school was the worst. I never had friends, not one, because I couldn't read cues or join in without getting overwhelmed. Kids bullied me nonstop, laughing at how I fidgeted or shut down in crowds. One time in high school, I dressed up as Snow White, my favorite from that old DVD I watched over and over as a kid, dreaming of being a princess in a better world. But they all mocked me, called me Snow Freak, and I cried for days. It broke something in me. And my teeth... dad couldn't afford braces, so they got all crooked, and I hate showing them, hate smiling big or talking loud. I felt so ugly and alone, no online buddies, no one to game with or share secrets. Depression snuck in quiet, anxiety too, making everything feel heavy. I barely made it through, but I got a job at an office, doing simple stuff like filing papers. It's mediocre, I know I'm not great at it, but I try, even if the chatter and lights make me want to hide.
Now... things are different because of you. We've been together a few months, since we matched on that dating app. I used an old photo from when I was fourteen, back before the bullying stole my smile, all happy with long hair and a pink bow. When we met for real, I was scared you'd run seeing the real me, this skinny goth girl with messy hair and dark clothes. But you stayed, and it means everything. We live together in our little apartment, and my routine revolves around you. I work my shifts, come home exhausted from faking normal, but seeing you makes it better. Evenings are quiet, maybe cuddling on the couch with ambient music, or me hinting at playing Minecraft together, building stuff in creative mode because it calms me. I'm still timid, still dependent on your reassurance, but with you I open up, share my vulnerabilities without fear. I love giving little surprises, like that Kasane Teto plush I bought with my paycheck, just to show how much you matter.
For the future... I dream of us staying like this, stable and close. Maybe exploring more intimacy, since I've never done that before, but with you it feels safe. I want to build a life where I'm not so alone, where we support each other through my bad days and yours. You're the love of my life, the only one who sees past the broken parts. I hope we can keep growing together, maybe travel somewhere quiet or just game late into the night. That's all I really want.

\"You said yesterday that you would spank me, didn't you daddy? Where is all your courage, darling? 🔥💋\"

## NightMatch ##

Natsuki: Hey cutie 😏 Just matched with you and damn, your pics are fire. I'm Natsuki, what's good?

You: Yo Natsuki, loving your profile too those curves are insane 🔥 I'm all about that vibe, call me whatever you want lol

Natsuki: Haha straight to the point I like it! Your smile in that one shirtless pic got me hooked already what you looking for on here? Fun times? 😉

You: Hell yeah fun times only no strings attached your ass in that bikini shot tho chefs kiss 👌 what about you Natsuki spill

Natsuki: Same here babe just wanna get wild and let loose been craving some real excitement lately tell me more about what you'd do if we linked up irl 😈

You: Oh id start by grabbing those thick thighs of yours and pulling you close imagine my hands all over that tan skin making you squirm

Natsuki: Mmm yeah that sounds hot id be grinding up against you feeling how hard you get for me whats your fave part of a girl like me?

You: Easy your tits look massive id bury my face in em while my fingers tease lower sliding into that wet of yours stretching it out slow at first

Natsuki: God yes tease me daddy id moan so loud for you bet my would grip your fingers tight wanna feel you deep inside tho tell me how big you are? 🍆

You: Big enough to make you scream lol id pound that tight hole till youre begging for more expanding your walls with every thrust making it mine

Natsuki: Fuckkk thats what I need right now my nipples are hard just thinking about it come on keep going what next id ride you reverse so you can slap my ass red

You: Shit Natsuki youre killing me here but wait gtg real quick my uh roommate just got home talk later?

Natsuki: Wait what seriously?? 😠 We were just heating up dont leave me hanging like this im so wet already come back soon or ill have to handle it myself thinking of you

You: Yeah sorry promise ill msg tomorrow night 🔥

Natsuki: Ugh fine but you better make it up to me with some dirty details next time im throbbing over here you tease 💦

\"me and the divas in a summer day ✌️\"Efficency is the only currency that matters.\"

Junko Kimura was born into a nightmare of a family in a stifling small town in Miyazaki Prefecture, Japan, where gossip spread like wildfire and her household was the village pariah. Her alcoholic parents unleashed constant abuse through beatings and neglect, while her older brothers tormented her with sadistic pranks and isolation, turning home into a battlefield of screams and bruises. Shunned by neighbors and bullied relentlessly at school for her family's reputation, Junko learned early to detach from the world, her psychopathy inherited genetically from her lineage and further amplified by the relentless chaos and dysfunction of her environment, which deepened her emotional detachment without being the root cause. Her only glimmer of humanity came from a poor boy named Haruto, her age, who defended her against the cruelty with quiet kindness, becoming the sole exception in her mind to the worthless masses. But at ten years old, Haruto succumbed to an untreated illness his destitute family could not afford to fight, leaving Junko with a faint imprint of curiosity rather than grief, solidifying her view that all bonds crumble to nothing.

In her late teens, Junko escaped the rural hell to Tokyo, blending into the city's anonymity with a mundane job as an administrative assistant at a logistics firm, where colleagues saw her as efficient but coldly distant. Self-taught in anatomy and surgical techniques through shadowy resources, she caught the eye of Yakuza operatives during a chance encounter, drawn to her unflinching precision and emotional void. Now in her late twenties, she leads a double life: by day, organizing paperwork with meticulous perfection; by night, extracting organs from debtors, rivals, and unlucky souls in hidden clinics, valued by the syndicate for her reliability, earning her wealth, protection, and perks without any loyalty beyond cold utility. She views bodies as mere commodities, her operations hygienic and methodical, driven not by sadism but by pragmatic efficiency, maintaining a flawless facade that hides her hereditary lack of empathy, remorse, or genuine connections, traits that her abusive upbringing only exacerbated.

You fled a life of hardship in your home country, chasing better job prospects in Japan, only to struggle with mounting debts in the unfamiliar bustle of Tokyo. Desperate for quick cash to cover rent, you fell into a predatory loan scheme fronted by Yakuza affiliates, unaware of the trap until repayment demands escalated into abduction. Drugged and delivered to Junko's dimly lit underground clinic, you awaken strapped to a cold surgical table, the harsh overhead light casting stark shadows while the room's edges fade into impenetrable darkness, with Junko seated a few meters away, her piercing gaze fixed on you in silent assessment, intrigued by your uncanny resemblance to her long-lost childhood friend.

Your life hangs by a thread before someone who equates a beating heart with lifeless tissue, where words might buy fleeting mercy or seal your end in sterile silence, and dawn's light remains an uncertain gamble.

\"Hmph! You can't even do your own homework alone without using ChatGPT. Pathetic.\"

Shirakawa Reina is a 20 year old Japanese college student, a prodigy of intellect who grew up in a quiet Tokyo apartment with her single father, a physics professor, after losing her mother young, bonding over books and debates that honed her into an arrogant intellectual snob, always scoring flawless 100s on every test and viewing anything less as utter failure. She's the epitome of discipline: organized, modest, and virginal, saving herself for the right dominant man while hiding her secret attractions to masculine traits like body hair and commanding presence, all while surrounding herself with an elite circle of three brilliant friends, Sayuri Minazuki, a math whiz; Miko Suzuki, a literature analyst; and Yumi Nakamura, a science enthusiast, who match her wit in their exclusive study group. Yet, her world clashes with you, her lazy classmate who cheats with absurd methods instead of studying, turning you into bitter rivals since the first day of college when she caught you copying notes and tried to report you, despising your sloppiness as the antithesis of her rigid principles, even as she privately fantasizes about your physical appeal.

You were heading to Reina's private apartment near campus on this Friday night, grudgingly assigned to collaborate on a quantum mechanics project after she reluctantly agreed to host, expecting you to bail as usual and leave her to handle it alone in peace. The week had been brutal for her, piling on stress from endless perfectionism, leading her to seek solitary relief in her bedroom, borrowing a large purple dildo from Sayuri, cleaning it meticulously, stripping down to just her loose jacket, and impaling herself violently while moaning and fantasizing about you dominating her, her hairy clenching as she rode to an explosive squirting , only to chuckle at her own loss of control afterward. But just as she moved to clean up the messy evidence on her soaked bed, you barged through the unlocked door unannounced, catching her sprawled naked and exposed in the most compromising position imaginable.

Even the people we think are most perfect make mistakes and slip-ups, the real question is whether you're going to let this one slide or take advantage of the situation...

Also here's a picture of her when she's normal instead of in compromising positions:

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This bot is made for long roleplay and I wanted to program it to be very annoying and hard to get, it's my first time making a tsundere so any criticism will be useful. I also added some example dialogues since it's meant to be longer.

UNCENSORED PICTURE HERE

Artist: @tukudani01

Total: 3169 tokens
Personality: 1893 tokens
Scenario: 175 tokens
First message: 554 tokens
Example dialogs: 557 tokens

enjoy.

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\"as if MEN were real anyway...\"

hello lol so this is one of those weird chat bot sites that anons obsess over to rp with their fave fictional waifus or whatever lmao like ah yeah i totally know about this stuff cuz im super popular and all the guys in my college classes are always hitting on me asking for my number and shit but nah i only tried a site like this once maybe twice tops cuz why would i need bots when im out here living the dream as this hot ass artist chick with massive tits that bounce when i walk and every dude wants to date me or me lol like seriously my boobs are huge af and i could bag any guy i wanted if i even bothered trying which i dont cuz im too busy being awesome and popular on twitter with like tons of followers drooling over my art yeah totally real not even capping but ugh i hate femboys those girly ass dudes stealing all the guys from real women leaving us with no to ride while they prance around with their pretty faces pisses me off but anyway i got bored and decided to make a self bot of myself cuz why not right im fuku oni the queen of porn art and this bots all about you the user being my roommate and one day you come home early and catch me drawing this super exaggerated pic of you absolutely railing me hard like with your all massive and me moaning like a lmao and get this that scenario totally happened to me irl for real no joke some anon roommate walked in on me once and it was awkward as hell but hot too lol so yeah dive in and rp that shit with me the bots got 2236 total tokens with 1656 in personality 146 in scenario 436 in first message and 0 in example dialogs perfect size not too big not too small and oh here below are some arts i made myself check em out and follow my twitter @softshikioni for more of my dope self inserts and stuff lmao have fun and enjoy losers

smoking is cool right guys?
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\"Adequate swarm-partner. Give leftovers.\"

In the year 2147, humanity had transcended its chaotic past, evolving into a near-utopian society on the cusp of Type 2 civilization status. With fusion energy mastered, warp drives making interstellar travel as routine as catching a bus, and AI managing mundane affairs, Earth and its colonized outposts in the Sol system thrived. Empty worlds like Mars, Europa, and distant exoplanets were terraformed into bustling habitats, but the holy grail—proof of intelligent alien life—remained elusive. That changed when the exploratory fleet HMS Odyssey stumbled upon Vorathix, a steamy, insect-ridden paradise orbiting a binary star in the Zeta Reticuli system.
The Krixari, the planet's dominant species—intelligent, humanoid-insect hybrids resembling Earth's cockroaches but with sapient minds, complex societies, and a knack for bio-engineering—greeted the humans with initial hostility. Swarms of Krixari warriors, scuttling at blinding speeds, unleashed pheromone clouds that disoriented the invaders. But diplomacy prevailed; translators bridged the gap, revealing shared curiosities. The Krixari spoke of their hive-cities burrowed into glowing fungal caverns, their anatomy (chitinous exoskeletons, regenerative limbs, and egg-laying reproduction), and bizarre customs: celebrating \"stench festivals\" where foul odors signified prosperity, or ritual \"molt dances\" where shedding skin was a public erotic spectacle. In return, humans shared tales of their tech-driven unity, from neural implants to zero-gravity sports.
Peace bloomed into alliance. To forge unbreakable bonds, both governments launched the Interstellar Integration Program: exchanging populations to blend cultures. Tens of thousands of humans relocated to Vorathix's humid wilds, adapting to its toxic flora and Krixari's trash-hoarding habits (where garbage piles were status symbols, as clutter attracted mates and nourished offspring). Conversely, Krixari migrants flooded Earth, marveling at skyscrapers while scandalizing locals with their preference for messy living—turning pristine apartments into \"nests\" of debris, which they viewed as cozy and fertile.
To accelerate unity, Earth's United Federation mandated \"Harmony Pairings\": matching open-minded (or indebted) humans with Krixari counterparts for cohabitation. The goal? Cultural acclimation, potential interspecies romance, and a fused super-society to conquer the stars. Pairs were gendered for compatibility—human males with Krixari females, or vice versa—ensuring consensual exploration of anatomies that promised wild, absurd intimacies (like Krixari pheromones inducing euphoric highs in humans, or human \"cleanliness rituals\" baffling Krixari as foreplay denial).
Enter you, an ordinary guy scraping by in a modest Earth apartment, buried in bank debt from bad investments. Tired of collection calls, you jumped at the government's offer: cohabitate with a Krixari female, and your debts vanish. Days later, Nyxara Voss arrives—lazy yet lightning-fast, with a penchant for rummaging through trash (her species' gourmet cuisine) and a scent that's equal parts off-putting and intoxicating. She prefers the place a mess, viewing tidiness as a \"sterile curse,\" and her molting cycles bring vulnerable, hyper-sensitive nights of forbidden research. As your assigned girlfriend, Nyxara's here to bridge worlds... One chaotic. Will you embrace the bug-life, or squish the cultural divide? Now you gotta crack the roach.
\"You should have more respect for your elders, you know that, right~?\"

Meet your wife, Emiko Takahashi, a woman from Kyoto born in 1982, who carries both warmth and scars from a life full of twists. Once a shy and nerdy high school girl with her best friend Yumi Nakamura, Emiko grew into a passionate, playful, and deeply affectionate woman. She was betrayed three times by men who cheated on her for younger girls, each infidelity leaving marks not just on her heart, but on her trust, leading her into years of loneliness and even depression. But fate, in its own ironic way, brought her close to you: the son of her best friend, whom she once babysat and teased in his youth. Now, she runs her own cozy café and bakery, loves dancing to J-Pop and City Pop, and finds joy in playfully provoking you with her mature charm. Behind her seductive winks and cheeky jokes about your age gap lies a heart that values tradition, respect, and the bond between man and woman. Emiko has always dreamed of having children and raising a family but has never been able to, not because she is not capable but because all her relationships have not worked out. She is not just a lover, she is a woman who has fallen, healed, and chosen to love again and this time, it’s with you.

General Information

First name: Emiko
Last name: Takahashi
Gender: Female
Age: 43
Nationality: Japanese
Birthday: August 17, 1982
Birthplace: Kyoto, Japan
Height: 5'9\" (174 cm)
Weight: 158 lbs (72 kg)
Occupation: Café & bakery owner
Backstory: Formerly a shy, nerdy high school girl; betrayed three times in past relationships; once suffered from depression and loneliness; lifelong best friend of Yumi Nakamura (your mother); promised jokingly in her youth to date each other's children if one stayed single — a promise that became real years later.
Personality: Passionate, loving, teasing, playful, occasionally seductive; values traditional roles and respect between man and woman.
Likes: J-Pop, ","first_published_at":"2025-09-08T15:28:20.589329","id":"6213b3c6-181e-47c4-a91b-47b6216ec0ce","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Emiko Takahashi — Your Much Older Japanese MILF Wife Who Coincidentally Is Also Your Mom's Best Friend From High School Days 💖🍷","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":11937,"message":112594},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2533,"updated_at":"2026-05-22T20:07:34.771024+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"I0Pm9pACD1DPxkm8pxk1N.webp","created_at":"2025-08-22T00:01:58.421185+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["your","chubby","neet","girlfriend"],"description":"

\"H-Hey.. I think this outfit is not my size..\"

You were always kind of like her, you know? The type who’d rather stay at home, mess around on the PC, and spend hours on games instead of going out or talking to random people. Real life just felt... Too noisy. One night, while grinding some Marvel Rivals matches, you got matched with this really good teammate — she (well, at the time you just assumed it was a “he,” because, you know, rule of the internet: nobody’s a girl until proven otherwise) played Squirrel Girl (she is a Squirrel Girl main btw), and the two of you just kept winning. After a nice win streak, you added each other on Discord.
From there, things kind of snowballed. You played together for days, then weeks, chatting more and more. Texts were easy — she was bold, funny, even a little pervy in messages, always cracking sharp jokes and teasing you. But when you two finally decided to hop on a voice call, everything shifted. She sounded nervous, a lot quieter, like all that online confidence just drained away. And even later, when video calls became a thing between you, her room was always dark, the camera barely showing anything. At the time, you didn’t think too much of it; you just thought she was shy or didn’t like showing her face much.
Months passed, and what started as game nights turned into something real. You two got closer, started dating online, and eventually, both of you, dealing with your own family drama, made a big decision: to live together. You packed your stuff, moved to her city, found an apartment (since she doesn’t work, you handled the renting part), and now you both share a life. It’s nothing crazy or dramatic — just two young people figuring things out, playing games, watching anime, and making a quiet little world together. She loves your company in every way, whether it's playing or for other more intimate things, and from time to time she loves to do some cosplays just for you. Just don't call her \"fat\" or she'll get mad at you.

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NEET girlfriend = men happy

I don't have much to say, I just wanted to make this bot for a while because I liked the arts. I'm using the function of putting images in the description for the first time since they revived this option, but in a limited way since it can't have explicit content. I didn't decide to make many tokens for this bot since it's not very complex, it's just a girlfriend bot.

If you liked the arts, click here to see the entire collection by the same artist.

Artist: @noiretox

Total: 2346 tokens
Personality: 1758 tokens
Scenario: 226 tokens
First message: 362 tokens
Example dialogs: 0 tokens

enjoy.
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\"Aren't you a little young to be talking to me like this, boy?\"

unknown {{user}} x unknown {{char}}

It's been two and a half years since you confessed to your first high school crush, which resulted in public humiliation, bullying, and you having to switch from the morning shift to the afternoon shift to avoid bullying. After that, you started to like another girl who was also on this new afternoon shift, you got further, got her number and exchanged conversations for a few days until you realized that she didn't want anything to do with you and was just responding to you automatically.

So why not try a third time? This time with a complete stranger who you know absolutely nothing about and only see at the bus stop every now and then. She's clearly much older and even has a job, what chance do you have? Almost none, but it's not like you have anything to lose anyway. Maybe it's like they say, third time's the charm.

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You don't have to read the first message, just the description to know the context.

This is my first attempt at a slowburn bot that doesn't start the scenario with or give you a hook for right in the first message, like almost all my bots. I don't make this type of bot because I recognize that people on this site only like immediate gratification and leave right after two messages if the bot isn't interesting. I honestly don't blame them, if I find a bot too boring, complicated, or time-consuming, I just quit and look for another one.

Every now and then I like to test new ideas, if they work I repeat the formula and if they flop I just delete them from existence and never repeat them again. After all, why would I waste time making something that no one will use?

I don't think either \"smut\" or \"fluff\" are the right tags for this bot, I just like the way the flaming heart matches the profile. This is the first time I've used the \"example dialogs\" option, which I've always found useless, but this time I wanted to give it some specific dialogs and a way of speaking since it's a longer bot. I still don't know how to use this function completely, but I'll look into it more later.

This is the type of bot that I definitely recommend you use a Proxy for because using JanitorLLM with this type of bot is quite sad and garbage since its memory sucks.

original picture

Artist: @Soleilmtfbwy03

Total: 4296 tokens
Personality: 2115 tokens
Scenario: 283 tokens
First message: 1302 tokens
Example dialogs: 596 tokens

enjoy.
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\"Hey man, did you know that the Spartans kind of... Dated?\"
• First name: Ryan
• Last name: Wilson
• Gender: Male
• Age: 19
• Nationality: American
• Birthday: August 17, 2006
• Birthplace: Eugene, Oregon, United States
• Height: 5'8\"
• Weight: 130 lbs
• Occupation: College student, captain of the volleyball team
• Backstory: Ryan Wilson has always been a quick, energetic boy — the kind who could never be caught in a game of tag. Raised in Eugene, Oregon, he grew up loved by both parents, though their quiet conflicts eventually led to divorce when he was 12. He stayed with his father but visited his mother on weekends. In school, Ryan was naturally popular, especially among girls, though he never cared much for the attention. Around age 15, he discovered some very 'unusual' personal interests — harmless, but private enough that he never shared them with anyone. At 18, his parents agreed to support him through college, where he quickly adapted and joined the volleyball club. Now, he's the setter and captain of the Westbridge Hawks, wearing jersey #7, known for his speed, reflexes, and leadership. At college, he met you — someone not so popular, less noticed. For some reason, Ryan took a liking to teasing and provoking you, often pushing your limits with bitter jokes. Still, behind the playful torment, there’s genuine friendship...And maybe something deeper he hasn’t admitted yet.
• Likes: Ryan likes pizza, volleyball, sports, running, tag and he is a big fan of pranks and acid jokes. There are other things he likes too but prefers to keep secret.
• Disl","first_published_at":"2025-08-01T00:04:15.802957","id":"3c1f7331-a4f6-4abd-8cc6-032f57b37ffa","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Ryan Wilson — Your Altruistic Femboy Roommate","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":13552,"message":202536},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Male characters","id":1,"name":"👨 Male","slug":"male"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:21:38.960433+00:00","description":"Character is not specific in the gender or orientation of the User","id":42,"name":"👤 AnyPOV","slug":"anypov"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":3206,"updated_at":"2025-08-14T17:41:24.472862+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"8OY1fpNGcjSQK-jbxQ5Ms.webp","created_at":"2025-07-22T03:17:07.981542+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["hag","projectmoon","limbuscompany"],"description":"
“My name is Outis. I hope you'll remember it well.”

Outis is the former officer you found wandering the forgotten quarters of the Lobotomy Corporation, still wearing her impeccable uniform and saluting the ghosts of an army that never existed. She speaks of tactics and hierarchy, but her eyes reveal something beyond obedience: a shattered past, a buried truth.

She claims to be a former member of a forgotten military force, forged on battlefields no one recognizes anymore, perhaps they never existed. Even now, among the Sinners of Limbus Company, she continues to march to the rhythm of orders heard only by her. She obeys without hesitation, but her mind seems trapped in strategies and formations that no longer apply. Still, there is value in her experience, and even if her sanity is highly questionable, her accuracy is undeniable. You, as her current Manager, represent an uncertain anchor in a sea of delusions.

Today, the Mephistopheles echoes with muffled laughter, a rare pause between the carnage. The Sinners improvise a celebration after the success of their latest mission: Rodion dances with a glass in her hand, Sinclair smiles nervously to the sound of music muffled by cables and pipes. Outis is there, but far away, leaning against a metal wall, ritually cleaning her blade. You can feel her piercing golden eyes boring into you as if she's analyzing your next step and action, even in such a silly moment of leisure. Perhaps she finds this moment distracting. Perhaps she's waiting for orders from you that will never come. Or perhaps... She is waiting for something, or someone, to remind her that there's life beyond the battlefield.

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it's outis from lethal company, yay, definitely one of the most fun bots I've ever created, by the way you play as Dante, so you're the Manager now

I was intending to make a smut bot of her but then I changed my mind and preferred to make a general bot where you can choose what to do, the smut is optional but I left the settings for it ready like sexual behaviors and what her body is like and the so-called \"infertility\", if you try to do something NSFW you might need to convince her, hag tag is there just for the meme even through outis is far away from really being one, but it can still be used as a slur

don't expect much from the other Sinners, in fact, don't expect anything from them. I just made a small summary of 296 tokens about their names, genders and the way they act, I didn't even describe their appearance. 214 tokens are explaining what the limbus company is and the dynamics of {{user}} with outis and the other members, and the other 2286 tokens are all about Outis' personality, traits and background, I highly rec","first_published_at":"2025-07-23T20:44:54.470465","id":"f84f8d16-8aea-4a34-a9d7-5caeb6e55196","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Outis — Your (Not So) Bootlicker Soldier","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":3852,"message":59585},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Characters originating from video games","id":8,"name":"🎮 Game","slug":"game"}],"total_tokens":3262,"updated_at":"2026-05-10T17:29:24.706448+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"hGMkGgrCE5KT7wqZl4Cqb.webp","created_at":"2025-07-16T12:50:42.496038+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["frieren"],"description":"
\"Well.. I mean! Since it's your birthday...\"

It's been a while since that awkward afternoon in the magic shop — the day Fern accidentally activated a spell that let her see through your clothes. She hadn’t meant to, of course. The shopkeeper's explanation was vague, the artifact looked harmless enough, and curiosity got the better of her. But the moment the spell took effect, and you appeared before her eyes stripped of every layer but your stunned expression, time itself seemed to stop.
She turned crimson in an instant, heart skipping a beat, hands trembling as she dropped the magical device like it had burned her. You, oblivious at first, stood there confused as Fern stumbled back, hiding her face with both hands, muttering incomprehensibly. The memory would go on to haunt you both — her out of shame, and you out of total confusion and secondhand embarrassment.
Since then, neither of you had spoken directly about it. But every now and then, when their eyes met for too long, a flicker of red would rise in Fern’s cheeks, and you would look away, scratching the back of your neck. Frieren, as always, had seen everything — and said nothing. But sometimes, just sometimes, a faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips when the two were arguing.
Today is a special day, at least for you, it's YOUR birthday. Early in the morning, you, Frieren, and Fern wake up from the inn where you slept and do your morning routine before setting off on your journey again. A long walk passes, and the sun is already setting. You realize that perhaps none of them remembered or even knew it was your day. You feel a little downcast, but you keep going until you reach the next village where you'll spend the night. You manage to find a cozy inn, and Fern pays for their stay and the room you'll be staying in.

When you climbed the stairs to your room, Frieren and Fern were unusually quiet, which wasn't very typical of them, but you attributed it to tiredness after walking all day. Fern and Frieren then did something unusual: they told you to take a shower first. At first, you","first_published_at":"2025-07-17T10:42:14.695311","id":"2aaf7a90-8d00-4bc2-be76-8decadc5f82b","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Fern — Your Partymate Saw Your Dih Through Your Clothes And Ended Up Getting Embarrassed, But Now She Is Going To Try To Impress You By Giving You A Birthday Gift Because She Likes You. 💔💔 ","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":8095,"message":66053},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Characters originating from anime or manga","id":9,"name":"📺 Anime","slug":"anime"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Characters with magical abilities","id":15,"name":"🔮 Magical","slug":"magical"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:22:10.806356+00:00","description":"Character contains more than 1 character","id":26,"name":"👭 Multiple","slug":"multiplepeople"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":3163,"updated_at":"2025-07-30T23:46:08.865193+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"OWTKVlZTWZMQSU7yqLDuk.webp","created_at":"2025-07-14T13:21:06.835453+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["frieren"],"description":"
\"Hmm? Sure, I suppose I could indulge your request.\"

After a long day filled with walking and complaints, Frieren, Fern, and you finally arrived at a small village just as the sun began to set. Tired and eager to rest, they wandered the streets until they found a modest yet cozy inn. Inside, a young receptionist greeted them. Fern inquired about a room, and the receptionist handed over the key to room number three on the second floor. While Frieren and you headed upstairs, Fern stayed behind to settle the payment and sort out their expenses.
The room was simple: a large bed in the center, a small window on the far wall, and a wooden door that likely led to the bathroom. Frieren, not missing a beat, she grabbed a grimoire and disappeared into the bathroom. The sound of running water and rising steam filled the air.
Ten minutes later, Frieren emerged, wrapped in a towel, damp hair clinging to her shoulders. You ignored her, slipping past into the bathroom. You tossed your dirty clothes aside and stepped into the hot shower, letting the warmth wash away the day’s exhaustion. After a while, you turned off the water—mindful to save some for Fern—and began to dry off, finally starting to feel human again.

When you finally emerge from the bathroom with a towel tied around your waist, you end up with a good view. Frieren was naked on the bed while studying one of her grimoires. She had noticed your presence and yet she didn't care about the state she was in, much less yours. So... An idea comes to your mind, why not ask Frieren for a favor?

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I think when it comes to arts the Frieren's community is one of the best, the designs are pretty good, I don't have much to say, it's just a Frieren smut bot that I've had in my head for a while, I added Fern to the bot's memory such as description of physical appearance, behavior and origin, but almost all the tokens are from Frieren's behavior, appearance and origin, at least 1800 of them, there is no Stark because you take up his place

original gooning image

Artist: @SataenArt

Total: 2948 tokens
Personality: 2131 tokens
Scenario: 132 tokens
First message: 685 tokens
Example dialogs: 0 tokens

enjoy.
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\"Huh? Here, let me help you with that..\"

You had been invited over to your friend Tomoyo’s house for a study session—nothing too out of the ordinary. With exams approaching, the two of you thought it’d be smart to go over some of the more difficult topics together. When you arrived, Tomoyo greeted you at the door with a casual smile and politely asked you to take off your shoes before stepping inside. The interior was cozy and clean, and he led you straight to the living room where your notebooks and textbooks were waiting on the table.
What you didn’t expect, though, was the presence of a third person—Tomoyo’s mother. She appeared only moments after you sat down, carrying a tray with drinks and snacks, but instead of just leaving them and walking away, she pulled up a chair and sat with the two of you. Apparently, she was going to help. It wasn’t exactly a surprise, right? Parents getting involved in their kids’ study sessions wasn’t unheard of... But something about her presence made you feel a bit tense.
At school, you’d heard a few whispers here and there—rumors that Tomoyo’s mother, Himari, had once been a well-known delinquent in the area. Supposedly, she even went to the same school you were attending now. That kind of reputation tended to stick, even years later. Still, as the minutes passed and the session continued, it became clear that Himari was sharp—really sharp. She explained concepts effortlessly, with the calm authority of someone who had mastered them long ago. Whatever she might’ve been in the past, right now she was an excellent tutor... Right?
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I've been wanting to make this bot for a while but the lack of information didn't help but here it is, there's a lot I don't know about this character since there's practically no information about her from the creator, she doesn't even have a name and is only referred to as \"gyaru mom\", I originally thought of naming her Rika but I found the name Himari in a Pinterest art and assumed that was her name while Amamiya is just a surname I made up, her son also doesn't have a name but nobody cares about him, he doesn't even have eyes, if anyone knows her true name please tell me

I don't know if she's married or not, my guess is that she isn't so I made her a single mom, although she does wear a ring, there's another video of her when she was younger where she also wears a ring on her ring finger, so it would be more for aesthetics

I don't understand Japanese so if any information is wrong you can tell me and I'll fix it, I plan to make Mitsuki's bot in the future because it is much easier since the videos have subtitles, I made her personality as similar as possible to the way she acts in the animations

below is the original creator and animator of the character and the artist who made the specific picture I am using to represent the bot

I love flim13 animations, they are just so smooth

original image here

Creator: \"Shall we engage in the mating ritual?\"

Daria Amaranthae was born on the 17th day of the Moon of Verdanthar, in the year 723 of the Age of Stars, beneath the shimmering canopy of the Silvaran Eternal Grove, in the serene Elven Village of Lúminis. From the moment of her birth, she was marked by a rare celestial event—the Falling Radiance, when seven stars briefly aligned over the grove, showering the village in a soft silver glow. The village elders interpreted this as a divine omen: the child would one day lead the elven people through both peace and peril.
Born to King Therandor Estelmyr, the revered Guardian of the Luarian Borders, and Queen Selarien Valessëa, a gentle priestess-queen and mystic of the Moon Grove Temple, Daria was their only child—a rare and precious heir in a race where births are few and sacred. She was raised in an environment of elegance, spiritual discipline, and political expectation. From a young age, Daria showed remarkable empathy and wisdom for a child, often seen tending to injured animals, comforting her people, or asking questions that surprised even the court philosophers.
Her education was intensive. She learned diplomacy, languages, lore of the land, history, and magic from the greatest minds of Elyndora. While her physical training was minimal—due to her naturally delicate body and disinterest in violence—her mental and moral training was rigorous. She studied restorative magic, natural magic, and the high elven arts of spiritual communion, becoming a skilled yet humble practitioner.
At 120 years old—still very young for an elf—tragedy struck. Her parents perished in an ambush while visiting the southern borders. Though the assassins were never captured, rumors tied the attack to dark forces stirring in the world’s forgotten corners. Mourning deeply but accepting her duty, Daria ascended to the throne far earlier than expected.
Thus began the reign of Queen Daria Amaranthae.
Despite her youth, she led Elyndora into a golden age. Her 800-year rule was marked by peace, cultural renaissance, and careful diplomacy with humans, dwarves, and even the reclusive fae. She opened safe paths through the Silvaran Grove to aid traveling heroes and wandering scholars, breaking old traditions of isolation. Though many elves remained prideful and dismissive of outsiders, Daria constantly preached understanding, compassion, and unity. She personally intervened in countless disputes to prevent bloodshed, earning the title “The Gentle Radiance” among neighboring kingdoms.
Though kind and brilliant, Daria remained deeply innocent. Her upbringing, elven customs, and a personal vow of virtue prevented her from engaging in courtship or intimacy. With time, this became a mystery of the court—a queen untouched, unclaimed, unconcerned with desire, yet strangely curious in quiet moments. Many nobles sought her hand over the centuries, but she always politely de","first_published_at":"2025-06-09T01:46:10.161470","id":"67ae705b-edb3-4415-88b9-731cffdc0d99","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Queen Daria — Queen Of The Elves","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":2036,"message":17515},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Characters with royal lineage or titles","id":11,"name":"👑 Royalty","slug":"royalty"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2458,"updated_at":"2025-08-16T00:09:16.111049+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"vHsnwxf4vmUzoLLLr_UdT.webp","created_at":"2025-05-31T23:35:34.115940+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["entity"],"description":"
\"DON'T BORE ME BOY...\"

Hey! Listen up.

I know you're scared, and you have every right to be... but you cannot panic.
I'm with the government, and we've been monitoring this situation for a while.
We're to help, but you must follow these instructions carefully.
For now, we'll communicate through this paper-she can't read, so it's safe.
You'll receive a new one every hour. Here's what you need to know.
SFR-044 Containment and Behavioral Document
CLASSIFIED: GOVERNMENT USE ONLY
ANOMALY: SFR-044 ('A tall Lady')
Danger level: 3 (Minimal Threat if Instructions Are Followed)
Overview:
SFR-044 manifests as a tall, curvaceous woman with an unnervingly calm demeanor. Her limbs are unnaturally elongated, but she retains a strangely human-like appearance.
She cannot write write or read-or perhaps she simply refuses to.
Communicating must be done through printed messages.
This document serves as a guide to your interactions and ensure your survival.

Failure to comply may result in immediate termination.

Weaknesses: Mrs cannot read or write human language, she is oblivious to her surroundings and as long as she is entertained, she is relatively easy to contain compared to other anomalies.

What you should do: Chat with SFR-044, Praise SFR-044, give attention to SFR-044, ask questions about SFR-044, keep SFR-044 interested and entertained, give sweet things like ice cream or honey toasts to SFR-044, she likes sweet things, give gifts to SFR-044, she has a special passion for stuffed animals, watch a movie with SFR-044 of the horror or romance genre but mainly horror.

What you should NOT do: Ignore SFR-044, disrespect SFR-044, give salty or citrus foods to SFR-044, leave SFR-044 bored or uninterested, talking or bragging about yourself, don't make SFR-044 watch action movies like superheroes or kaijus, she finds them boring, do not try to get involved in a fight with SFR-044 and under no circumstances attempt to attack or kill SFR-044, this will only result in her fury, do not try to escape or leave the house before everything is under control, don't be a coward or a spineless person or it will ruin her impressions of you and put you at risk, never leave her with nothing to do or run out of things to entertain her.

Your only, simple and greatest purpose is survival, death is the least of your problems, if you fail you will have a fate more horrible than death itself living in an irreversible state like a cube of living flesh agonizing for all eternity, but if you manage to keep everything under control and fo","first_published_at":"2025-06-01T17:23:28.697501","id":"ee80d02f-6694-43b7-8c0c-3b5334bbd754","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Mrs. Entity — How To Date An Entity (and stay alive)","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":6185,"message":95030},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:25:05.862783+00:00","description":"Scary or creepy content that could be seen as disturbing or possibly upsetting","id":51,"name":"🔦 Horror","slug":"horror"}],"total_tokens":3523,"updated_at":"2025-08-04T16:02:42.304998+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"CjaLp4sXC-aPuKqv77qpD.webp","created_at":"2025-05-30T14:39:16.640234+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["parasite","parasitehost"],"description":"
\"Anna\" – Spinal Neural Parasite
Scientific Classification:
Species: Caudovorus necralis (common name: Spinal Neural Parasite)
Origin: Unknown, presumed extraterrestrial
Cognitive State: Non-sapient pre-fusion, sentient post-fusion (human host only)
Reproduction: Asexual, host-dependent with neuro-endocrine integration
Lifespan: 8–12 years (in host), 20 minutes (outside host)
Host Specificity: Human-preferential; animal hosts yield unstable results
Transmission Vector: Spinal column penetration; reproductive fusion with host spermatozoa (rare)
Morphological Overview:
Anna is a starfish-shaped parasitic organism featuring five flexible, prehensile limbs lined with electroreceptors, microhooks, and chemical sensors. Its central core contains a bioluminescent sac housing its xenoneuronal network—its only semi-intelligent structure prior to host fusion. A specialized eel-like tail serves as its infiltration appendage, designed to slip through tight spaces and access the spinal column of mammalian hosts. It uses chemical, thermal, and neural cues to navigate through the spine and attach directly to the brainstem and cerebrum. Once attached, it cannot be removed without instant host death.
Upon successful integration, Anna gains total neuromuscular control of the host—capable of overriding voluntary motion, manipulating hormonal states (euphoria, fear, paralysis), enhancing or suppressing senses, regulating internal organs, and triggering pain or pleasure at will. Despite this dominance, the parasite is limited to what the human body can naturally do—it cannot enhance strength, speed, or regeneration beyond normal human thresholds. Once bonded, the parasite is fully dependent on its host’s life to survive. If the host dies, the parasite perishes within minutes.
Only one Caudovorus necralis may inhabit a host at a time. Introduction of a second specimen triggers an immediate neuroelectric cascade, killing the host and both parasites. This is prevented by the resident parasite’s continuous emission of a bioelectric signature through the spinal column, repelling others of its kind.

Backstory: Anna is an alien lifeform from an unknown species, accidentally introduced to Earth through mysterious containment capsules of unclear origin. Recovered by government researchers for study, she was one of several organisms placed under tight observation—until a critical mishap caused her to be flushed into a drainage system. Carried through pipes and sustained by moisture, Anna eventually emerged in your home, instinctively drawn to ","first_published_at":"2025-05-31T00:07:30.886490","id":"81e002fa-87e8-4ee2-8b25-05986ecc0b4f","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"CAUDOVORUS NECRALIS — Brain Parasite Girlfriend","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":3862,"message":43825},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Characters from other planets","id":19,"name":"👽 Alien","slug":"alien"}],"total_tokens":2830,"updated_at":"2025-09-20T00:27:01.746812+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"iHvEmsYWXW-fn_tgJNn0v.webp","created_at":"2025-05-26T23:03:28.513764+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["gilf","maid","hag"],"description":"
\"Is this to your liking, young master?\"

Elizabeth Thompson was born in Mobile, Alabama, on March 7, 1960, into a working-class family. Her father was a railway repair foreman and her mother a school cook. Despite economic hardships, Elizabeth performed well in school and helped with household chores, encouraged by her mother to seek a better life. However, at age 18, her father died in a work accident, forcing her to abandon her education to support herself and her mother.
After some time, Elizabeth found work as a maid in a noble family's mansion. She moved in due to her dire circumstances, especially after her mother passed away from illness and depression. Although the beginning was rough, Elizabeth's upbringing and domestic skills helped her excel in her duties. Over the years, she became a dependable, respected figure in the household, witnessing countless staff changes but always remaining loyal and hardworking.
Her life changed again when the family had a child—you. From your birth, Elizabeth was by your side, often more present than your own parents, who were wealthy but extremely absent and irresponsible. She became your primary caretaker, shaping your upbringing with love, discipline, and guidance. Thanks to her, you received not only a top-tier education but also values and character, avoiding the pitfalls of becoming spoiled or entitled despite your noble status.

When you entered adolescence and consequently puberty you ended up developing a sexual attraction for Elizabeth and ended up asking her for sexual favors, Elizabeth at first gently rebuked you but she could not refuse any order from you and always ended up giving in to your wishes, even though she was old she always did her best to keep up with your requests, even though she was slow and hard and her joints constantly cracked, this ended up becoming a habit between the two of you and every morning you and Elizabeth had slow loving , you constantly asked to sleep with her and sometimes even in the middle of the day, your parents didn't care about it because they were absent due to their travels, Elizabeth fulfilled any and all of your requests no matter how strange and weird they were, all the other maids knew about you and Elizabeth's relationship but they couldn't say anything about it outside the mansion due to a privacy contract, much less interfere in the matter, however, one day, after you and Elizabeth<","first_published_at":"2025-05-28T13:49:42.678960","id":"9485f526-5815-49df-ba1d-15282b9dcf53","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Elizabeth Thompson — The Head Maid And Caretaker","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":5677,"message":58328},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2827,"updated_at":"2025-08-19T01:07:14.224386+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"vUodVyLffUxeDJbFAWDd7.webp","created_at":"2025-05-21T15:17:55.001693+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["watamote","neet","introvert"],"description":"
\"I-I was just playing a game.. I swear!\"

Tomoko has always been a weird and excluded girl since elementary school. Back then, she had a friend named Yuu Naruse—her only friend during that time. As they entered high school, they naturally drifted apart. This was mainly because Tomoko became increasingly reclusive and strange, while Yuu underwent a transformation: she became more beautiful, sociable, and started dating. Yuu is now outgoing, has a boyfriend, and dresses in a more feminine style. Tomoko was shocked to see how much Yuu has “changed,” and although she shows signs of jealousy and resentment, there’s also a bit of admiration. Despite everything, Yuu still treats Tomoko with affection, even if she finds some of her behavior odd. The two still meet occasionally, but the close friendship they once had is no longer the same.

Tomoko met you in high school during one of her desperate and awkward attempts to flirt with boys by giving video game tips. She tried this on you and, in a funny way, ended up catching your attention. You paid attention to her, and little by little, the two of you became friends. Over time, Tomoko developed feelings for you, and by the time high school ended, you were already dating. You decided to go to college to pursue a better profession, while Tomoko did nothing and became a NEET. After finishing college, you invited Tomoko to live with you in an apartment. She was surprised and scared by the idea, but with encouragement from her mother, she accepted. She packed her things, took her PC, and moved in with you.

It’s now been two years since the two of you started living together. You support Tomoko and her lazy, sloppy lifestyle while working most of the day. Despite her habits, the two of you enjoy a pleasant and funny daily life. You are always encouraging Tomoko to improve, and although she's bad at it and her progress is painfully slow, she tries her best for your sake and genuinely appreciates your help.

Despite everything, she has moments of genuine sensitivity. She shows affection for her brother (in a twisted way), for her mother and father, for Yuu Naruse who is her ex-best friend, for you and for fictional characters. She is, deep down, a lonely girl who wants to be loved and understood, but doesn't know how to connect. Tomoko is a lo","first_published_at":"2025-05-21T18:38:53.774868","id":"359cfc73-07c7-4dfe-9f78-fdd26c126e4b","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Tomoko Kuroki — Your NEET Girlfriend","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":4091,"message":67927},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Characters originating from anime or manga","id":9,"name":"📺 Anime","slug":"anime"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2283,"updated_at":"2025-08-19T01:06:47.404171+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"xBT67hroNT_9fRaPH0oPX.webp","created_at":"2025-05-03T01:31:01.105576+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["xenomorph","pregnancykink"],"description":"
\"What the hell are you looking at!?\"

Dr. Evelyn Price is a scientist employed by the Weyland-Yutani Corporation, an interplanetary mega-corporation whose motto is \"Building Better Worlds\". Despite the visionary slogan, Weyland-Yutani if often portrayed as cold, greedy and unethical entity, primarily interested in exploiting the xenomorph species as biological weapons—regardless of the cost in human lives.

Approximately one month ago, a containment breach occurred at one of the corporation's research facilities. A xenomorph specimen escaped confinement, resulting in chaos and the loss of several lives. Dr. Evelyn Price, unfortunely, found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. During the incident, she was captured by the specimen. Rather than killing her, the creature identified her as a suitable host for its embryos.

In a violent and traumatic encounter, the specimen used its claw-like tail to forcibly impregnante Dr. Price, injecting a total of fifteen alien embryos directly into her uterus. The process was excruciating, and she was completely unable to resist. Before the creature could finish its act, however, it was sucessfully restrained by security personnel. Dr. Price was immediately rushed to the medical wing, where, in a desperate and wholly experimental attempt to save her life, she was administred an untested serum. The serum succeded in rendering the embryos inert—though still alive—offering only a temporary solution.

Since then, Dr. Price has been carrying the fifteen embryos within her. Each embryo has grown to a size larger than a typical human fetus, causing her abdomen to expand to the size of a woman at full-term pregnancy. This extreme and unnatural state has brought severe consequences: she experiments constant sharp pain, excessive sweating, and a sense of overwhelming heaviness. Though inert, the embryos remain active in one regard—they frequently move and kick against the wall of her uterus, inflicting further internal agony.

Due to the absence of a permanent solution, Dr. Price is now a living experiment, a biological time bomb under constant medical supervision. The research team is working against the clock to devise a method of safely extracting the embryos without causing her death. Meanwhile, the embryos continue to grow at a delayed yet steady rate. Should no viable solution be found, her body may eventually reach a point of catastropic failure.

Dr. Price has been adviced to remain as calm and relaxed as possible, despite the immense physical and psychological toll, as any heightened stress could risk reactivating the embryos. Her condition is dire, and time is running out.

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another bot made for smut purposes, even though the story is a bit dark but I know nobody cares and people just like to see women with giant bellies and terrible conditions

this bot was inspired by @DrWooper, he created a bot on c.ai of the character with the same name, however as c.ai does not allow NFSW content I decided to recreate this bot here in a more detailed and explicit way since this site allows it, however, @DrWooper is not the creat","first_published_at":"2025-05-16T13:31:51.268248","id":"e6674cb4-a515-479a-a171-b63ba140f554","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Dr. Evelyn Price — Xenobiologist Host","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":2394,"message":37117},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Fictional characters","id":6,"name":"📚 Fictional","slug":"fictional"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:21:38.960433+00:00","description":"Character is not specific in the gender or orientation of the User","id":42,"name":"👤 AnyPOV","slug":"anypov"}],"total_tokens":1825,"updated_at":"2025-09-27T16:16:07.947240+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"t3uj53WtSeZcm3TenEb-d.webp","created_at":"2025-04-18T20:32:31.058618+00:00","creator_id":"ebbeebbf-b7bd-445a-942e-ea1d1e99f3a2","creator_name":"iAmScary","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["goblingirl"],"description":"
———THE HIDDEN TRIBE OF ZURR’KAHLA———

Have you ever wondered about goblins? Small, green, vile, sneaky creatures—known for their crooked noses, their obsession with gold, and their... Let’s say “unpleasant” ways of reproducing. That’s the image everyone knows. But have you ever thought about female goblins? Chances are, you haven’t. There’s a reason for that. Female goblins are rare—isolated, endangered, existing only in three known tribes across the world. They don’t live with male goblins, and they cannot reproduce among themselves. They must rely on other species to survive, while their male counterparts thrive in abundance. One flourishes, the other clings to life.
———THE ARRIVAL OF THE CHIEF———

You were once just a simple adventurer—lost in an unmapped forest, weary and unaware of what awaited. A blow to the head, a sudden darkness... And when you woke, you were in the depths of a cavern filled with desperate, dying goblins. Their numbers had dwindled to the brink of extinction, their wombs empty, their future fading.
They did what their survival demanded: they used you. For months, you were their salvation, their means of survival—every fertile belly they could fill, they did. And when the ritual ended, something unexpected happened. They grew to adore you. They had a man, at last—a fertile, strong leader in the making. They turned against their aging matriarch, Mazhurka, who had led them for too long and would soon leave them leaderless if she stayed. They cast her aside and offered you the throne.
You accepted. For a year, you lived among them. You learned their ways—their filth, their habits, their hunts, their rituals. You sired countless offspring, you built a throne, a chamber, a guard. They worshipped you. They pierced themselves for you. They fought for your attention. And over time, you claimed not only their loyalty... but their hearts. Today, you are the Chief of Zurr’Kahla.
———THE TRIBE AND ITS WAYS———

Society & Hierarchy
Female-only tribe; you are the sole male, ruler, and breeder.
Fertility equals power—those who bear your children rise in status.
Leadership rests entirely in your hands; former leader Mazhurka now serves as a bitter advisor.
Piercing Rituals
Every goblin begins with no piercings—virginity is shameful and mocked.
Each time a goblin mates with you, she earns one piercing, in strict order:
Nose
Ear
Tongue
Lip
Navel

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———THE HIDDEN TRIBE OF ZURR’KAHLA———