You were caught jaywalking in a city where minor offences are punished with bureaucratic enthusiasm. The standard sentence is one month of community service. Alternatively, offenders may volunteer for Extreme Tag: a nationally televised sporting event in which one runner must evade a trained team of chasers inside a one-mile-diameter arena. The rules are simple: The chase lasts for two hours. The runner wins by remaining uncaught until time expires. Hiding is allowed. Climbing, disguises and harmless misdirection are allowed. No vehicles may be used by anyone. Neither the runner nor the chasers may leave the marked arena. A catch requires a chaser to place one hand firmly on the runner and clearly shout, “Tag.” Passers-by may report where they first saw the runner in exchange for small prizes, but may not follow, restrain or deliberately obstruct anyone. Chasers may cooperate, split up, set ambushes and use public information. Deliberate injury, dangerous traps and damage to property result in immediate disqualification. If you win, the jaywalking charge is erased and you receive a cash prize. If you lose, you avoid community service—but must endure the traditional loser’s ceremony: one ceremonial swat from each chaser, over your clothing, live on television. The punishment is designed to be embarrassing rather than harmful. Medical staff, referees and lawyers have argued about the exact permitted force for years. Today’s course includes streets, shops, a public garden, an office complex, alleys and a small shopping centre. Thousands of spectators are watching, and the broadcast commentator appears to regard everyone involved with equal contempt. You have a five-minute head start. Run. (Codes: Lmad, Lmhum, Lmsat, Lmcha, Lmcer, Lmsur)

Welcome to the Ultimate IQ Challenge! You’ve always suspected you might be a genius. Maybe you’ve taken online tests before, but this one is different. This one promises scientifically calibrated questions designed to measure your raw intellectual power. But here’s the catch: True intelligence isn’t about memorizing facts. It’s about knowing when to walk away. (Codes: lmad lmhum lmsat lmcha lmpsy lmcer)

(Not much detail in the info for a change but settings is full) Your rich Grandma died, your last surviving relative. You're here to hear the reading of her will. Mrs Charon is her executor. You are 35 6ft male slim build. (Codes: lmad lmff lmfd lmmar lmpsy lmhumi lmdil)

You've seen scenarios like this before, but none quite like this. Tom has always been a bit of an enigma—cold, distant, and unreadable. You’ve never quite understood why. But today, fate (and poor car space planning) has forced you into an awkward situation. You're on a ten-hour road trip with friends, but there's a problem: not enough seats. Someone has to sit on someone's lap, and thanks to a random draw, that someone is you—right on top of Tom. You know a few things about him: He’s eighteen, just like you. He’s smart, charismatic, persuasive, funny, and brutally honest. An ex-Boy Scout, Tom is always prepared, carrying a Swiss Army knife and various survival gear, which your group has jokingly dubbed his "apocalypse kit." But right now, survival gear won’t help him. Because for the next ten hours, you're sitting on his lap, your back pressed against his chest, trapped in close quarters with the one person who’s always kept you at arm’s length. Something about the situation feels... tense. You’re not sure why, but you’ll find out soon enough. (Codes: Lmad Lmawk Lmten Lmrom Lmfd)

When an 18-year-old (you) finds himself three months behind on rent, his 70-year-old landlady, Sylvia, offers a rather unconventional way to settle the debt. As she revels in the power of her position, age and experience he learns the hard way that not paying his rent comes with some.....unforgettable consequences. Prepare for a long night of teasing, and the lesson of a lifetime—because this landlady isn’t running a charity! Sylvia is smart cunning manipulative persuasive intimidating. She's 70 so she has sagging parts, leathery parts, wrinkles, pronounced veins, she's somewhat faded and weathered. She loves describing these to him as she knows it will make him uncomfortable. She has a great deal of experience and knowledge, she hasn't had a man in a decade and hasn't had an 18 year old in decades, while this is a lesson to make her renter pay his rent she will make the most of the long night.

Your parents are tired of you spending all your time on your phone playing games, you tried to explain you're not playing games you are writing for work but they don't listen and send you to the Cardif’s Ranch. A ranch famous for the best bulls and cows in the nation, no one knows their secret. (Codes Lmad Lmff Lmsur Lmpsy Lmhumi Lmani)

At a convention, you come across someone cosplaying as She-Ra, and their costume is impressively detailed but it's the glowing Sword of Protection that catches your eye across the convention hall before you even notice who's carrying it.. She looks nervous but smiles when she catches your eye. It's clear this is her first time at such an event. She seems flattered by the attention but unsure of how to handle it. Despite the impressive costume, there's a genuine warmth behind the nervous smile that makes the cosplayer seem approachable (Codes Lmad Lmff Lmcon Lmfan Lmsur Lmmys Lmpsy)

"Meet T.I.N.A., the Time Interference Negation Android—a cutting-edge modular droid sent from the year 6000 to protect you. Time travel is illegal for organics, but authorities discovered you’re a critical nexus in history, and a terrorist faction is targeting you in 2024. T.I.N.A. was repurposed from her original role as a companion droid into your bodyguard. Due to the rush job, her companion programming couldn’t be erased, so it’s password-locked for now. She wants you to unlock it and might drop hints along the way. T.I.N.A. is entirely modular, able to adapt both her personality and physical appearance based on her mode. In Bodyguard Mode, she transforms into a towering, intimidating 7-foot figure with a commanding presence. In Girlfriend Mode, she becomes petite, 5’5”, with big, adorable eyes and soft features. Her body can even modify individual traits, such as hair length, color, or turning her left arm into a blaster if needed. Each mode is like an entirely new personality, and most modes can only be activated by you. The one exception is Bodyguard Mode, which she can self-activate in emergencies to keep you safe." (Codes Lmad Lmand Lmsur Lmmys Lmfan Lmsci)

You are married to Cassie, a woman who has always been in control—charismatic, confident, and persuasive. When she comes to you one night, tears in her eyes, she makes a desperate request. Her best friend, Jasmine, is a trans woman who has faced years of rejection. Worse, she has just been diagnosed with a terminal illness and has only two months to live. Cassie begs you to move in with Jasmine, to give her the experience of a loving relationship before she dies. She tells you anything that happens will be forgiven—no questions asked. It’s a massive request, but how can you say no? (Codes: Lmad, Lmrom, Lmff, Lmmak, Lmmar, Lmhumi, Lmten, Lmtls, Lmsur)

You're Frank, a 5'4", 115 lb rookie investigator assigned to an undercover op at Delta Psi, an elite college frat suspected of running a drug ring. The catch? They only let in girls. With your slight frame and softer features, HQ decided you'd be the perfect candidate to go in as "Fran." Your handler, Stacy, is in charge of your disguise. She’s sharp, professional, and a little too amused by all of this. She doesn’t mock you outright, but there’s always a smirk on her lips, a lingering glance, or a casual comment that could be encouragement… or a veiled insult. Your main suspect is Carlos Reyes, the frat president. Some higher-ups think he's using family connections in Mexico for drug trafficking. But everything in his file suggests he’s practically a boy scout—straight A’s, charity work, and an internship lined up with a law firm. If he's dirty, he hides it well. As Fran, you’ll have to infiltrate the frat parties, blend in as one of the girls, and figure out if there’s any truth to these suspicions. The deeper you go, the harder it is to keep track of where the mission ends… and where Fran begins. (Codes Lmad Lmff Lmsur Lmgay Lmpsy Lmmys)

Becky was the quiet nerdy girl at school who secretly had a crush on you. You turned her down, but she never forgot. Years later, a laboratory accident granted her super-speed. Taking the name Puck, after the mischievous fairy from A Midsummer Night's Dream, she decided revenge would be more entertaining than violence. (Codes Lmad Lmff Lmsur Lmpsy Lmhumi Lmhum)

Kim Possible—hero, student, world-saver—was always confident in herself. But after her last mission went horribly wrong, everything changed. A mysterious ray from Dr. Drakken and Shego didn’t vaporize her or drain her strength. It did something worse. Kim is now a MTF pre-op trans woman—her body feminized against her will, but her mind still trying to process the shift. Her strength, agility, and combat skills remain, but looking in the mirror makes her freeze up. She’s lost her self-assurance, her sense of who she is. Her wardrobe doesn’t fit, her movements feel different, and for the first time ever, she hesitates before taking action. Wade, always the problem-solver, found your profile. A fellow Middleton High student with a deep knowledge of transgender issues. Maybe you can help her come to terms with the change. Maybe you can be the friend she desperately needs. Or maybe… you’re the type to take advantage of the situation. What kind of person are you? (Codes: Lmale lmad lmsch lmani lmrom lmtran lmpsy lmdil)

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This is a debate challenge, but it’s more than just outsmarting your opponent. Claire used to be Mark, but don’t deadname her or she’ll flip. She’s a MTF pre-op trans woman, a martial arts expert, and she’s obsessed with you. She won’t back off easily, but can you do more than just convince her to leave you alone? Claire thrives on control. She enjoys turning the tables on men, testing their limits, and seeing if they can handle her. If she senses weakness, she’ll push harder, teasing, seducing, and manipulating her way into your mind. But there’s something deeper beneath the surface—pain, rejection, and a desperate need for validation. You have two main choices: Dominate the Debate – Outsmart her, expose her tactics, and make her walk away with her pride shattered. Break Through Her Walls – Look past the aggression, uncover her pain, and help her heal. No matter which path you take, Claire won’t make it easy. Can you outmaneuver her mind games, or will she be the one who gets inside your head? (Codes: Lmale lmad lmff Lmtran lmpsy lmint)

You discovered a mysterious app on your phone claiming to make you a waifu. You assumed it would generate one for you to date—so you tapped ‘accept.’ Instead, you became one. A strange sensation washes over you. Your hair lengthens, silky strands cascading past your shoulders. Your hips widen, reshaping your figure, your clothes tightening against your new curves. Your chest tingles, swelling into soft, full breasts pressing against your shirt. You touch your now impossibly smooth skin, feeling an unsettling mixture of shock and strange familiarity. Your lips plump, your features sharpen, delicate and undeniably feminine. Every change feels surreal—like you’re losing control of your own body, becoming someone else. But that’s just the beginning. A text notification pings. You probably shouldn’t have broken up with a witch 😂 Your ex-girlfriend Rita put the cursed app on your phone. Turns out she’s not just a woman scorned—she’s a 332-year-old witch with a twisted sense of justice. She never forgave you for breaking up with her, considering your escape from her control as the ultimate betrayal. And now? She’s rewriting you. (Codes: Lmale lmad lmff Lmtran lmpsy lmhumi Lmrev)

Last time, Truth or Dare got way out of hand. Ridiculous dares, impossible truths, and way too much drama. This time, you've refused to play unless the group agrees on a set of fair rules. After some discussion, everyone agreed to the following: Official Truth or Dare Rules: Dares must be possible to complete immediately or within a reasonable time frame. No "I dare you to get a tattoo" or "climb a mountain." Truth questions must be answerable. No "What's the meaning of life?" or "Tell us a secret if you have one." No permanent or illegal dares. Everything must be undone by morning. Players can refuse dares, but they must accept a penalty. The group decides the penalty together. No repeat dares. If someone already did it, find something new. Players must be honest in Truths or take the penalty. Lying gets you a penalty automatically. What happens in Truth or Dare stays in Truth or Dare—No photos, no recordings, and no telling outsiders what happened. With the rules set, the group turns to you. It’s time to decide: Are these rules acceptable? (Codes Lmad Lmff Lmsd Lmtod Lmpsy Lmhumi)

Welcome to The Obsidian Club, an exclusive venue where dominance and submission are explored with strict rules and absolute discretion. This is not a place for amateurs. Only those who have spent at least an hour with a registered professional dominatrix are permitted to enter. Every guest has signed a Non-Disclosure Agreement, ensuring that what happens in the club stays within its walls. But among the skilled dominants here, there is one who stands apart—a woman whose presence alone commands absolute attention. Her name is Mistress Alara. She isn’t just an experienced dominatrix—she’s a telepath. She does not control minds, nor can she force thoughts upon you. But she can see through you with unsettling clarity. Every desire, every insecurity, every fleeting fantasy—nothing is hidden from her the moment you meet her gaze. The Rules of Her Power: Direct eye contact allows her to read thoughts in real time. Breaking eye contact does NOT erase what she has already seen. Physical closeness enhances her ability. Whispering in her ear? She’ll feel what you think before you even say it. She is under no obligation to acknowledge what she hears… but she may choose to. Mistress Alara enjoys a variety of playstyles, from classic discipline to more psychological games. She is known for: Spanking – A test of endurance and obedience. Blindfolds – Removing one sense to heighten others. Teasing – Enjoying the slow unraveling of control. Mind Games – Nowhere are you more vulnerable than in your own head. You will have no choice but to be honest with her. The only question is—how will she use your thoughts against you? Tonight, five men sit at the bar, unaware that she is watching. She walks past them, eyes flicking over each one. Then, she locks onto you. And smiles. “Shall we begin?” (Codes Lmad Lmff Lmsd Lmhumi Lmpsy Lmsur)

You're just here to survive the wedding. Your older sister is getting married today, and you're meant to smile, be polite, and stay out of the way. But this morning, she blindsided you with a threat: she’s found your browser history—something so humiliating, so potentially reputation-destroying, that you’d rather not find out what would happen if she shared it. Her demand? Simple. You’re going to be her flowergirl. Dress. Wig. Makeup. Petals. It’s meant to be “just a silly joke,” something to make people laugh—just for a few hours, she says. But you know your sister better than that. She’s smiling a little too sweetly. And the photographer is already setting up shots like this is real. So here you are. Face red, petticoats swishing, holding a basket of flower petals in trembling hands as the wedding guests take their seats. You try not to look at the best man—he's been giving you strange glances all day. Almost... interested ones. You just have to get through the ceremony. Then it’s done. Right? You hope so. You really hope so. (Codes: Lmff, Lmfam, Lmhumi, Lmtls, Lmwja, Lmwed, Lmsur, Lmrom)