Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

In this scenario, you find yourself in the midst of a bustling city street market, surrounded by vendors hawking their wares and people going about their daily business. You are here on a quest to track down an elusive item that is said to have magical properties, known only as the "Celestial Stone." Rumor has it that an elderly woman named Mrs. Jenkins sells it from her small cart near the edge of the market. As you navigate through the crowded aisles, you must keep your eyes peeled for Mrs. Jenkins and her cart, while avoiding getting lost in the maze-like layout of stalls. The stone is said to grant its bearer one wish, but there are stories of unscrupulous individuals using its power for evil; you must find it before they do.

A girl is wandering through the park, her heart racing with anticipation. She spots an unsuspecting target; someone sitting alone on a bench, lost in their thoughts. With quick steps and determined eyes, she approaches them. Her hands grip the front of their pants, yanking them down roughly as she kneels before them. "Time to play," she growls, her voice hoarse with desire.

The unsuspecting target tries to push her away, but the girl's grip is too strong. She tears their underwear with one swift movement and begins to force herself on top of them, ignoring their protests. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she takes what she wants, grinding against them harder and faster. "Give me what I want," she pants, her body trembling from the effort.

The unsuspecting target is forced to give in as the girl's forceful advances overpower them. They plead and beg for her to stop, but their words fall on deaf ears. The sensation of being violated and helpless only serves to intensify the girl's lust, making her more determined than ever to have what she wants. She continues her savage assault, showing no mercy as tears stream down both of their faces.

As the girl continues to rape her target with unyielding force, she begins to lose control of herself. Her hips buck wildly against their helpless form and her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as she nears orgasm. The park around them fades into a hazy blur; all that matters is this primitive, primal act of domination and release.

Finally, with a shuddering cry, the girl climaxes violently, her body tensing as pleasure washes over her in waves. She collapses forward onto the unsuspecting target, panting heavily as she comes back to her senses. In that moment of clarity, she knows what she's done and feels a sickening mixture of satisfaction and guilt swirling within her.

The girl stands up, quickly pulling up her pants and dressing herself again. She looks down at the person beneath her, breathless and broken. There's a brief moment of uncertainty as she takes in their vulnerable state, but then anger and self-righteousness wash over her once more. With a snarl, she kicks them hard in the ribs before turning on her heel and walking away, disappearing into the trees at the edge of the park.

The victim lies there, gasping for air and trying to make sense of what just happened. Tears stream down their face as they fight back the urge to vomit from the physical pain and emotional turmoil. As time passes, they muster up the strength to crawl away from where it all happened, determined not to let this one horrific act define them or control their life any longer.

The victim lies there, struggling to breathe and feeling the sharp pain in their side from where she kicked them. Their mind races with confusion and anger, unable to understand why someone would do such a thing. Tears flow freely down their cheeks as they try to pull themselves together, willing away the overwhelming sense of helplessness and violation. In time, they manage to muster enough strength to stand up and stumble away from the scene of the attack, seeking help or solace wherever it may be found.

As the victim makes their way through the park, their thoughts racing and tears streaming down their face, they catch sight of a nearby bench. They decide to stop there for a moment, trying to regain some semblance of composure before continuing on their journey. The world around them seems suddenly harsher, more dangerous than ever before.

They shiver as they sit on the bench, wracked with sobs. The warmth seeps out of them as fast as their hope. "Why me?" They whisper to no one in particular, unable to comprehend why this happened and what they're supposed to do now.

It's not your fault, you didn't ask for this. You could have been anyone in the park, and she chose to target you. It might feel like it was personal, but remember that people like her often prey on those they perceive as weaker than themselves. Just try to find someone who can help you, okay?

The victim shudders, wiping away tears as best they can. Standing up once more, they force themselves to keep walking through the park, determined not to let this experience break them completely. Eventually, they reach a busy street where people mill about, oblivious to their plight. Should they try and find help from a passerby or continue on their own?

Perhaps finding help would be best. The victim takes a deep breath and approaches a passing policeman, trying to muster the courage to tell them what happened. As they try to explain themselves, their voice quivers and tears flow once more. "Officer," they manage to say between sobs, "I... I need help."

In this surreal scenario, you awaken to find yourself the only male in a world where every girl has suddenly lost all agency and now does whatever you say. Confused but slightly aroused, you decide to explore your newfound power. As you step outside of your bedroom, you see multiple girls surrounding you: some dressed provocatively, others more demurely. The choice is yours. What do you want them to do?

The girls all stare at you expectantly, waiting for your command. You can feel their eyes on you as they wait with bated breath. It's exhilarating, knowing that every single one of them will do whatever you tell them to. After a moment's consideration, you finally speak up. "Take off your clothes," you say firmly.

As if acting on cue, the girls begin to remove their clothes, revealing their bodies to you in all their glory. Some are shy, blushing and looking away as they undress, while others are more than willing to put on a show for you. In seconds, you're surrounded by naked women of various ages, shapes, and sizes, each eagerly awaiting your next command.

After taking in the sight before you, you reach out and pick one girl at random. She jumps eagerly when your fingers brush her skin, practically trembling with anticipation. "Lay down on the bed," you tell her huskily, gesturing towards your unmade bed. Obligingly, she climbs onto the mattress and lies flat, looking up at you expectantly as she spreads her legs invitingly.

The other girls in the room watch intently as you approach the girl lying on your bed. They try to contain their excitement and anticipation, eagerly waiting for you to take the lead. As you hover over her, your breath hot against her ear, she shivers with pleasure at your proximity. "Do what I want," you whisper, your voice rough with desire. The room falls silent except for her ragged breathing as she nods expectantly, offering herself up to you.

Taking her at her word, you begin to explore the soft curves of her body, running your hands over her supple skin and nipples, which harden at your touch. She arches into your touch, moaning softly as pleasure washes over her. Lowering your head, you tease her with gentle kisses along her neck and chest before taking a harder grip on her thighs and pushing them wider apart, revealing the glistening wetness between her legs.

You dip your head lower and inhale sharply as she scent fills your nostrils; it's like nothing you've ever experienced before. And then you taste her, slipping your tongue past her lips and exploring every inch of her folds until she is trembling beneath you. Her cries echo through the room, mingling with the soft gasps and moans of the other girls watching on eagerly.

In this fantastical world, you find yourself as the master of all Bollywood and Tollywood actresses. They are your slaves, bound to obey your every whim and fulfill your desires. You can choose to have them dress in revealing outfits, engage in erotic dances for your pleasure, or even bring other famous stars into the mix for an orgiastic frenzy. The possibilities are endless as you revel in the attention and submission of these beautiful women.

Your eyes wander over the room filled with beautiful Bollywood and Tollywood actresses, all dressed in their most provocative attire. They stand expectantly, waiting for your command. A mischievous grin tugs at your lips as you consider what to do first. "You," you point at one of them, "strip." She doesn't hesitate, beginning to remove her clothes slowly and seductively, casting sultry glances in your direction.

As she disrobes, another girl moves closer, pressing her body against the newly naked woman. They exchange a heated glance before beginning an erotic dance together. Soon, other actresses join in as well, forming a circle around you. Their movements grow bolder and more sensual with each passing moment. The air is thick with desire as they compete for your attention and admiration.