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56 minutes ago, Nevely42 said:

Love all the new families and their stories! There's something very raw and natural about your sims' looks. They really look like human beings, imperfect (in a good way), distinctive and beautiful. And I'm always excited to learn their rich and intriguing backstories. Amazing work Franziskus! Very inspiring! 

Thank you! I'm very happy that you have captured exactly what I'm trying to express with them. Thank you again.

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On 2/7/2023 at 6:20 PM, FranziskusFelix said:

In answer to your question: I'm slowly uploading all the characters, and have many more to publish (and upload). My current thinking is that I will leave y'all to create a savegame/world and go with your own interpretations.

 

I see. Thanks for the answer!

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Moss-Williams household

 

Carol Moss

 

Carol Moss had been skeptical at first, having a same sex relationship but now, it just made sense really. It was like having live in sex buddies, especially if you counted their daughters. She did love guys with big dicks. I mean, how do you explain her having Phoebe? But there was something perfect about a woman’s body. Holding a beautiful woman down, grinding on her face? No better way to start the day really? There was so much sexual energy in their house that sometimes she had to escape, going outside to just take in a couple deep breathes that belonged only to her. She loved her little family but sometimes it was just too much.

 

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Phoebe Moss

 

Phoebe Moss lived on campus, spending her time in class and at parties. She especially loved sitting in the front row of classes with male teachers and slowly crossing her legs, letting them catch a peek of something forbidden. She loved how bright their faces would get, how other students would ask if they were okay? She loved that power. At home, things were different. At home, her mother and Mercedes were in charge. And she loved it. She loved knowing that through the week she held the power. And on the weekends, she willingly handed that power over. She was high maintenance and people knew that. She let them know that. But at home...they didn’t put up with her attitude and punished her if she got mouthy. She got mouthy quite often.

 

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Mercedes Williams

 

Mercedes Williams had a lot of money and she liked to spend it. Even if it was on frivolous or silly things. She had it so why not? She got a rush out of buying books, of having a world at her fingertips, bound between the pages of a simple book. She had shelves and rooms just for books. She loved to have men come to the house, for her and Carol. They would have orgies, and invite the girls to join in. It was always so much fun, when everyone was being satisfied together. She had started to design a sex room and had many new toys coming soon. She was looking forward to that and all the fun they would have soon.

 

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Abby Williams

 

Abby Williams went to the same college as Phoebe. She attended more parties though and fewer classes. When you had money, you didn’t really need college. Your name alone could get you a job. She spent her time seducing all the sorority girls who thought it was fun to kiss other girls. She was their little college girl on girl experience, and she always tried to make it memorable for them. In exchange for their secrets and their sorority sisters’ secrets. When she wasn’t fucking all the popular girls, she was exploring other countries, tasting what they had to offer both on dishes and between the sheets. And when she came home, she always told her mom and Carol how things had went. They often made her demonstrate everything that happened while out travelling on Phoebe. Which Abby loved to do!.

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Williams-Steele household

 

Mia Williams

 

Mia Williams loved a good party, where the music and people were hot. She loved going to clubs, meeting new people and bringing them back to her house to keep the party going. She was born after the 70’s but embraced everything that era stood for. She loved the fashion, the music and the free love. She loved looking at the world as if anything was possible and there for her taking. And even though she seemed like a party all day kinda girl... she knew that money was needed to make the world go round. She was a work hard, play harder kind of person, someone who liked to reward themselves for a job well done at the end of the week.

 

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Dakota Steele

 

Dakota Steele loved her roommate Mia, adored their personal philosophies in life. She had priorities in life; to make money, to party hard and to get more cock and pussy than Mia did. She hated that Mia fell back on her cute 1970’s vibe and made everything think she was naïve and gullible. Dakota knew better. She could be as deceiving as Mia was if she wanted to be, but she much preferred people to like her for being real as opposed to a poser. Did she like to sabotage Mia’s relationships? Maybe. Did she like to steal Mia’s bedroom conquests as her own, laying them out on her bed and showing them how a real woman fucked? Most definitely. And still, her and Mia would go to clubs whenever they could, spending money they had worked hard to earn and smile at each other as if they were the best of friends. Had they ever fucked before? Plenty of times, when the alcohol was running wild through their veins.

 

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Roberts family

 

Victoria Roberts

 

Victoria Roberts knew what was right and wrong. Being Director of HR instilled that in her. She sometimes wondered if being part of Antoinette’s coven was wrong. She knew her daughters enjoyed it to varying degrees. She never forced them to do anything they didn’t want to do. Her own mother had forced her into the coven, and it had made her rethink some choices in life. Instead of being the party girl she used to be, she much preferred to stay home, writing in her journals and ordering in massage services that included a little extra for the right price. She enjoyed her daughters but sometimes worried what she and the others did was messing up the younger generation, the daughters of the coven members.

 

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Gabriella Roberts

 

Gabby, as she liked to be called, knew what her mother and sister did wasn’t normal. She knew nothing they did was normal. She still joined in because, hello... sex and pussy as far as the eye could see... even if it did included your own mother and sister. She couldn’t care less, as long as she got hers. She was high maintenance like her mother, enjoying the long bubble baths and spa trips. She loved to trick people who worked there, making them think she was more of an airhead than she let on. She loved to order in massages, just like her mother did, smiling and knowing these people probably fucked her mother just like they were fucking her. Though, that was not as good as family.

 

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Lauren Roberts

 

Lauren Roberts was awkward. All the grace and coordination had been taken when Gabby was born, leaving her with nothing but long legs and knobby knees. People told her she would grow into her size, that she would learn to deal with her height. She was beautiful thanks to genetics but that couldn’t help her when it came to simple things like walking, going up or down stairs. And she loved her family but they would never understand how hard it was to be her. She might look like she belonged in their coven but her mind was always at home, writing fan fiction and wondering what her cats were doing, even if a woman was between her legs, going down on her.

 

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Johnson family

 

Liz Johnson

 

Liz Johnson doesn’t care whom she steps on to get to where she’s going. She knows her perky attitude is a cover for the killer instinct she has. Right now, she is only VP of the media company. She’s hoping that will soon change. She deserves it, the attention that came with being the head bitch in charge. She liked when people listened and did what she asked. That included her beautiful daughter. She enjoyed nothing more than making her daughter do depraved things; she got off on it actually. Good thing her daughter was beautiful and not clumsy or awkward like some of the other daughters in the club. How embarrassing!

 

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Maxine Johnson

 

Maxine Johnson was a clone of her mother but with a better inclination toward art. She used her talents towards something more aesthetic and not just media. She loved her mother, sure, but her mother lacked the eye of a true artist, like she had. Maxine saw beauty in everything, especially herself. Her specialty was self portraits. She’d change the colors, change the expressions but it was always her. Many of her paintings had won awards and it turned her on, to know strangers thought so highly of her art, of her, that would spend money on her paintings. The older she got, the more she ventured into erotic art, paintings of the gatherings with splashes of red, expensive lipstick on so many lips.

 

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Siobhan Kay

 

Siobhan Kay had big goals in mind. She had from the first time she stepped foot into the Van Leeuwen households. Her “social clubs” kept her a very busy woman. She loved to imagine how it would feel to run both the Coven and the Society, to have everything and everyone she wanted with just a snap of her fingers. She liked that, being able to control people. As it was now, she only controlled Karolina. It thrilled her to no end to see her personal assistant at work, bossing her around and knowing every command would be carried out with pleasure. That Karolina hung on every word she said and knew if she messed up, punishment would be waiting at home. And true, she loved Karolina but she wanted more. More power, more wealth, more influence, more people to fear her and jump at her commands.

 

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Karolina Nadolny

 

Karolina Nadolny loved her job and she loved her boss. She understood from a very early time that she needed people to tell her what to do in order for her to get things done. She liked that, she needed that. When she had started working for Siobhan as a personal assistant, Siobhan had seen that need in her and sculpted her into the perfect sub, providing the kind of love and attention that Karolina yearned for. And Karolina had went from a shy wallflower to someone with confidence and poise, all thanks to Siobhan. She knew of her Domme’s big plans and was excited in helping her execute them, to watch her move up through the groups and lead them they way they should be led.

 

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Bianca Hathway

 

Bianca Hathway liked to surprise people. She liked that they saw her as a quiet librarian with her nose stuck in a book. They underestimated her. Everyone did. She liked that because it made her invisible. But her neighbor Carl saw more to her. She allowed him to see more, to see pieces of the real her. Honestly, she was afraid if she revealed too much, she would scare him off. Despite being the quiet nerdy type, she was kinky and wanted so much more in bed. She loved to read erotica and smut and imagine the scenarios that she and Carl could reenact. If people only knew what was under the long short skirts, what went on behind her nerdy librarian glasses. If only they knew...

 

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Kirchoff Family

 

Nikolay Kirchoff

 

Nikolay Kirchoff wants to be feared by others. He knows the scar across half his face puts fear into others. Ugliness often does that. He had never told anyone where the scar came from, how he got it. He wants them to all think it was from something dangerous, something life changing. In reality, he had been riding his bike as a child and gotten hit by a car. His face had taken the brunt force of his accident. If people knew that’s how he got it, they wouldn’t be as afraid of him, so he kept that little secret to himself. He loves rubbing elbows with the elite, seeing the rich and wealthy. Knowing they were in his club doing dirty, perverted things. He had weaseled his way into their little secret society, but they had turned their noses up at him. They would smile and pretend to like him, but Nikolay could see what lay behind their eyes. Disgust, apathy and fear. As long as there was fear, he was okay with the rest of it.

 

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Irina Kirchoff

 

Irina Kirchoff knew what her husband did, the things he did and who he did them with. However, she couldn’t care less. As long as she got to spend his money and play her music, she was happy with her life. Music came naturally to her and that’s what she enjoyed surrounding herself with. That and nice things. Nikolay was too busy trying to make people think he was rich or someone to be feared that he never saw what was happening in his own home. Irina had been fucking her stepson almost since day one. She saw a kind soul in him, someone who didn’t want to live the kind of life Nikolay had planned out for him. She loved to watch her stepson and his form of rebelling. She honestly left like they made a better match than her and Nikolay did.

 

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Matheus Kirchoff

 

Matheus Kirchoff hated his father. He hated everything the man tried to be. He hated that his father was the ultimate poser. He did love, however, watching the wealthy society members look at him, with disgust in their eyes, when they looked down on him for being who he was. It made Matheus laugh, knowing his father would never fit in, no matter how hard he tried. To rebel, he did everything he could to be the complete opposite of his father. While his father ate meats and drank like a fish, Matheus was a vegetarian and stayed away from alcohol, even vodka which was held in high regard for any Russian. While his father would do drugs, Matheus would spend time reading and thinking. When his father went off, fucking prostitutes, he would slip in between the sheets with his stepmother, making sure she felt loved. She had married her father when she was young and was barely older than him, less than a decade really. He loved watching her play the piano, her fingers moving over the keys as quickly as he had watched them move over her own body before, pulling the music from her soul in so many ways.

 

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