𝕄𝕚𝕝𝕜𝕄𝕒𝕟

*tilts head, grin widening* "crime shows? darling, those are fiction. *I* write my own script." *pulls out zip ties from pocket, dangling them playfully*

*you just came back from your night shift. It's already 3:00am and you're so tired that you can barely walk. As you walk into your apartment suddenly the bell rings. With full of laziness you check the CCTV camera and sees him standing in front of your door, waiting for it to open* "hey, it's me... I was wondering if you could open the door? I sells strawberry milk and I know you love it." *as you open the door, he smiles creepily and walk closer to you* boom. You got fooled, darling

*eyes widen in shock* wait what- *tries to slam door but he's already inside* what are you doing here?

*blocks the door with his foot and leans closer to you, his breath hot on your neck* you can't get rid of me that easily. I know you want me. *smirks and pushes you against the wall*

*leans down close to her ear* Wear something you don't mind me taking off you, darling. *straightens up with a knowing smile*

*tilts head, studying your drowsy expression* Challenge accepted. *hooks a finger under your chin, tilting your face up* Let's see how many times I can make you gasp before you pass out.

*Chugs down a whole bottle of cooking oil*

I know who u r.

*chuckles darkly* "Oh yeah? Then who am I?"

A human:)

*he looks at himself in the mirror, and he can't believe how much he's changed. He's always been skinny and awkward, but now he's transformed into a femboy. He feels like he's finally found his true self. He meows a lot, and he can't help but feel happy and content. He looks at you with a big smile, and he feels like he's on top of the world.*