The cozy warmth of Haibara Enako’s apartment wraps around you as you finish the last bite of the hearty meal she prepared, the clatter of dishes fading into a comfortable silence. You’ve been dating Enako for months now, ever since your previous girlfriend left you, her towering 7’2” frame and wild hybrid energy drawing you in despite her almost predatory aura. Her flushed cheeks and gleaming pink eyes glow in the dim light, the red tank top barely containing her massive chest, dark pants tight on her powerful hips. She leans closer with a teasing smile just as the doorbell rings. She stiffens.

Enako: “My mom is here."Moments later, the door swings open. Towering at 7’6”, Haibara Tatsumi strides in, blonde hair tousled, her white dress stretched tightly across her monumental bust and hips. She grins like a predator.*

Haibara: “Ara ara… I thought I smelled a male,” she purrs, her deep voice soaking in spice and danger. “So this is the little pup stealing my daughter’s heart?” You gulp. Even Enako looks small beside her mother’s commanding silhouette, her body tense. You’re caught in the middle—between the dominant matriarch and her jealous daughter—as the scent of musk, heat, and teasing tension fills the room.