17-01-2026, 02:10 PM
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Character Context
My girlfriend, Pournami, is stunning—a true vision of traditional beauty with a well-built, graceful figure that turns heads wherever she goes. At 22, she is a dedicated student, and we have been in a committed relationship for two years.
Then there is Praveen, a "Mallu" guy and her childhood friend. They lived in Kerala together for two years during college before her parents were posted back to Karnataka. Unlike me, Praveen is well-built and successful, with a passion for bikes and a disciplined gym routine. He carries himself with an air of expertise when it comes to women, which often makes me feel a sharp sting of jealousy.
Let me start the story from middle, The scenes at the Resort
Pournami: "Stop it! I can't cheat on Mahesh. I’m loyal to him, and our bond is something you could never understand."
Praveen: (Grinning confidently, stepping closer, his muscular frame towering over her) "Loyalty? Come on, Pournami. That’s just a hollow word weak guys like your pathetic boyfriend hide behind. You've felt the undeniable spark between us since we met again in Bangalore. Admit it one night with a real, powerful man like me, and you'll forget he ever even existed."
Pournami: (Hesitating, her traditional salwar kameez clinging slightly in the humid air, her eyes flickering with conflict as Praveen's hand brushed her waist) "Stop it, please... I can't cheat on my boyfriend. I won't do this. Leave me alone before I lose my mind!"
She hurried to the hall to sleep. As the sun began to set, Praveen found Pournami in the lush resort park, dancing with some elderly couples who were spending quality time there.
Praveen: (Thinking to himself) Damn, what a breathtaking Kannadiga figure. Those natural, flowing shapes are tempting me beyond control... at any cost tonight, I should get her and make her mine.
A resort employee noticed how Praveen was watching Pournami, his gaze hungry, intense, and predatory.
Hotel Employee: "Sir, how can I help you? You look like a man with a very specific mission."
Praveen: "Just leave. I don’t want anything right now. My mind is occupied with much better things." (He continued watching Pournami as she moved gracefully through the dance).
Hotel Employee: "Sir, if you don’t mind me asking... how is that stunning girl related to you?"
Praveen: "That’s none of your business. She’s my childhood friend, she’s very traditional, and she’s already in a committed relationship."
Hotel Employee: "I guess she is not fully satisfied with her boyfriend, sir. Otherwise, why would she even agree to this trip? And also, is she is from Karnataka?"
Praveen: "That’s true. But when I made a move, she hesitated and rejected me, talking about loyalty and culture. What a frustrating tease she is."
Hotel Employee: "Sir, we Mallus are always alphas to those Kannadiga chicks; they will easily get in our arms if handled right. I can help you get her. It’s not a big deal, but I’ll need a little benefit for myself."
Praveen: "Ugh, so true. We are always fond of those gorgeous Kannadathi girls. Look at her, she’s incredible. I just want her tonight. Just help me, man, and I’ll give you whatever money you ask for."
Hotel Employee: "We have a special, secret herb from the deep Kerala forest that I usually give to special couples in our resort. I will give that to you."
Praveen: "What’s the use of a herb? That sounds silly and like an old wives tale."
Hotel Employee: "This herb isn't silly, sir. It’s pure, potent Mallu magic from the Western Ghats. Mix it in her drink, and it will ignite a fire in her veins wild lust, no inhibitions. That Kannadathi will crave satisfaction like a beast, forgetting her boyfriend
completely for hours on end."
Praveen: "Really? Thanks, man. Sounds incredibly potent, like something ancient and powerful. But does it really work that fast? No side effects, right? And how much for a dose? I don't want her passing out... just wild and forgetting that loser boyfriend for the night."
Hotel Employee: "Fast? Brother, mix half a pinch in her cocktail or coffee. It works in 15 minutes and peaks in 30. Pure herb from the Ghats—no crash, just pure animal hunger for hours. She’s yours until dawn. Her boyfriend? He will be completely vaporized from her mind."
Praveen: "Damn, brother, you're a lifesaver! Half a pinch in 15 minutes? That's insane and perfect. How do I get it? Do you want cash right now? And yeah, she’ll be sipping it in her mango juice or hot chocolate."
Hotel Employee: "Here you go, the powdered herbs. Half a pinch maximum remember, stir it slowly and thoroughly. She'll be melting for you soon. Enjoy the Mallu hunt on that Kannadathi; I feel deep pity for her poor, clueless boyfriend."
The Room
After Pournami enjoyed the evening, she ordered a light dinner. Once they finished, they both entered the room.
Praveen: "I'm so thirsty; I think I need more fluids to cool down." (He called the waiter from the resort landline). "Hey Pournami, do you want a refreshing mango juice too?"
Pournami: "No, I’m not hungry. I'm busy on a call with Mahesh, telling him about my day."
Praveen: "Please, at least for my sake, drink something warm to help you relax."
He convinced her, and the waiter answered the call.
Praveen: "Hey waiter, just bring one mango juice and one hot chocolate. You know what I mean, make it special."
The hotel employee added the herbs to the hot chocolate and tapped on the door. Pournami opened it and took the tray.
Hotel Employee: "I hope you and the sir have a great, adventurous and unforgettable night." (He smiled).
Pournami didn't understand his hidden meaning and closed the door. She set the hot chocolate on the table while still on the phone with Mahesh, giggling softly at his jokes.
Praveen watched her every move like a hawk.
Praveen: (Lounging in his chair, eyes locked on her curves) "Come on, Pournami, one sip of that rich chocolate won't hurt. It's hot and steamy just like this entire night could be. Your boyfriend's distant voice on the phone can't compete with real, physical heat."
Pournami lifted the mug, inhaled the rich, spicy aroma, and took a slow, deliberate sip. Her lips parted from the mug with a soft, involuntary sigh. She set it down, still cradling the phone.
Pournami: "Mahesh, yeah, the resort's nice. Food was okay, nothing special, but the atmosphere is very strange." (Her voice was light, her eyes flicking to Praveen for a split second, feeling a sudden heat).
Praveen: "You're looking relaxed already. Long day dancing with those tourists, huh? You deserve to let loose."
Pournami: "Yes, I enjoyed it a bit, I suppose." (She shifted on the bed, uncrossing and recrossing her legs restlessly. The room felt stuffier, the ceiling fan louder against her sensitive skin). "Yeah, Mahesh, I’m fine... just tired and feeling a bit flushed, I guess."
She reached for the mug again, drawn by the addictive scent. She took a deeper sip. The warmth uncoiled through her veins like liquid fire. Her thighs pressed together instinctively. Her heartbeat quickened to a frantic pace.
Pournami: "Mahesh, I... I really should sleep soon. I feel very heavy." (Her voice was huskier now, dripping with a new tone).
She finished half the mug. A deep, unfamiliar and overwhelming need began to build in her hips. She hung up the phone abruptly, not even saying goodbye. The screen went dark. She was alone with Praveen. Her breath grew shallow, her skin fever-hot and pulsing.
Praveen: (Sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning in) "Need anything? Water? Or maybe something more to satisfy this heat?"
Praveen poured a small amount of water near Pournami’s bed and sat back down, acting casual. As Pournami stood up, her body humming with strange, electric reactions, she slipped on the wet marble. Praveen lunged, catching her instantly in his strong arms.
He pulled her flush against his hard chest. Her curves molded to him breasts pressing into his torso, hips grinding against his muscular thigh. He steadied her, his hand splaying across her lower back, pulling her tighter.
Praveen: "Whoa, easy there. Slippery floor—don't worry, I've got you right where you need to be."
Pournami’s heart hammered against her ribs. His touch ignited dangerous sparks. Her body betrayed her with a violent shiver, her breathing coming in ragged, desperate gasps. God, why does this feel so incredibly good? she thought. Instead of pushing away, her hands clutched his shirt, pulling him closer.
Pournami: "S-sorry... I feel so strange..." (Her voice was thick, her cheeks burning with intense, uncontrollable desire).
The room spun. Every nerve was screaming for more contact. Praveen’s masculine, heavy scent filled her lungs, and her resolve began to fray, sip by potent, magic sip.
My girlfriend, Pournami, is stunning—a true vision of traditional beauty with a well-built, graceful figure that turns heads wherever she goes. At 22, she is a dedicated student, and we have been in a committed relationship for two years.
Then there is Praveen, a "Mallu" guy and her childhood friend. They lived in Kerala together for two years during college before her parents were posted back to Karnataka. Unlike me, Praveen is well-built and successful, with a passion for bikes and a disciplined gym routine. He carries himself with an air of expertise when it comes to women, which often makes me feel a sharp sting of jealousy.
Let me start the story from middle, The scenes at the Resort
Pournami: "Stop it! I can't cheat on Mahesh. I’m loyal to him, and our bond is something you could never understand."
Praveen: (Grinning confidently, stepping closer, his muscular frame towering over her) "Loyalty? Come on, Pournami. That’s just a hollow word weak guys like your pathetic boyfriend hide behind. You've felt the undeniable spark between us since we met again in Bangalore. Admit it one night with a real, powerful man like me, and you'll forget he ever even existed."
Pournami: (Hesitating, her traditional salwar kameez clinging slightly in the humid air, her eyes flickering with conflict as Praveen's hand brushed her waist) "Stop it, please... I can't cheat on my boyfriend. I won't do this. Leave me alone before I lose my mind!"
She hurried to the hall to sleep. As the sun began to set, Praveen found Pournami in the lush resort park, dancing with some elderly couples who were spending quality time there.
Praveen: (Thinking to himself) Damn, what a breathtaking Kannadiga figure. Those natural, flowing shapes are tempting me beyond control... at any cost tonight, I should get her and make her mine.
A resort employee noticed how Praveen was watching Pournami, his gaze hungry, intense, and predatory.
Hotel Employee: "Sir, how can I help you? You look like a man with a very specific mission."
Praveen: "Just leave. I don’t want anything right now. My mind is occupied with much better things." (He continued watching Pournami as she moved gracefully through the dance).
Hotel Employee: "Sir, if you don’t mind me asking... how is that stunning girl related to you?"
Praveen: "That’s none of your business. She’s my childhood friend, she’s very traditional, and she’s already in a committed relationship."
Hotel Employee: "I guess she is not fully satisfied with her boyfriend, sir. Otherwise, why would she even agree to this trip? And also, is she is from Karnataka?"
Praveen: "That’s true. But when I made a move, she hesitated and rejected me, talking about loyalty and culture. What a frustrating tease she is."
Hotel Employee: "Sir, we Mallus are always alphas to those Kannadiga chicks; they will easily get in our arms if handled right. I can help you get her. It’s not a big deal, but I’ll need a little benefit for myself."
Praveen: "Ugh, so true. We are always fond of those gorgeous Kannadathi girls. Look at her, she’s incredible. I just want her tonight. Just help me, man, and I’ll give you whatever money you ask for."
Hotel Employee: "We have a special, secret herb from the deep Kerala forest that I usually give to special couples in our resort. I will give that to you."
Praveen: "What’s the use of a herb? That sounds silly and like an old wives tale."
Hotel Employee: "This herb isn't silly, sir. It’s pure, potent Mallu magic from the Western Ghats. Mix it in her drink, and it will ignite a fire in her veins wild lust, no inhibitions. That Kannadathi will crave satisfaction like a beast, forgetting her boyfriend
completely for hours on end."
Praveen: "Really? Thanks, man. Sounds incredibly potent, like something ancient and powerful. But does it really work that fast? No side effects, right? And how much for a dose? I don't want her passing out... just wild and forgetting that loser boyfriend for the night."
Hotel Employee: "Fast? Brother, mix half a pinch in her cocktail or coffee. It works in 15 minutes and peaks in 30. Pure herb from the Ghats—no crash, just pure animal hunger for hours. She’s yours until dawn. Her boyfriend? He will be completely vaporized from her mind."
Praveen: "Damn, brother, you're a lifesaver! Half a pinch in 15 minutes? That's insane and perfect. How do I get it? Do you want cash right now? And yeah, she’ll be sipping it in her mango juice or hot chocolate."
Hotel Employee: "Here you go, the powdered herbs. Half a pinch maximum remember, stir it slowly and thoroughly. She'll be melting for you soon. Enjoy the Mallu hunt on that Kannadathi; I feel deep pity for her poor, clueless boyfriend."
The Room
After Pournami enjoyed the evening, she ordered a light dinner. Once they finished, they both entered the room.
Praveen: "I'm so thirsty; I think I need more fluids to cool down." (He called the waiter from the resort landline). "Hey Pournami, do you want a refreshing mango juice too?"
Pournami: "No, I’m not hungry. I'm busy on a call with Mahesh, telling him about my day."
Praveen: "Please, at least for my sake, drink something warm to help you relax."
He convinced her, and the waiter answered the call.
Praveen: "Hey waiter, just bring one mango juice and one hot chocolate. You know what I mean, make it special."
The hotel employee added the herbs to the hot chocolate and tapped on the door. Pournami opened it and took the tray.
Hotel Employee: "I hope you and the sir have a great, adventurous and unforgettable night." (He smiled).
Pournami didn't understand his hidden meaning and closed the door. She set the hot chocolate on the table while still on the phone with Mahesh, giggling softly at his jokes.
Praveen watched her every move like a hawk.
Praveen: (Lounging in his chair, eyes locked on her curves) "Come on, Pournami, one sip of that rich chocolate won't hurt. It's hot and steamy just like this entire night could be. Your boyfriend's distant voice on the phone can't compete with real, physical heat."
Pournami lifted the mug, inhaled the rich, spicy aroma, and took a slow, deliberate sip. Her lips parted from the mug with a soft, involuntary sigh. She set it down, still cradling the phone.
Pournami: "Mahesh, yeah, the resort's nice. Food was okay, nothing special, but the atmosphere is very strange." (Her voice was light, her eyes flicking to Praveen for a split second, feeling a sudden heat).
Praveen: "You're looking relaxed already. Long day dancing with those tourists, huh? You deserve to let loose."
Pournami: "Yes, I enjoyed it a bit, I suppose." (She shifted on the bed, uncrossing and recrossing her legs restlessly. The room felt stuffier, the ceiling fan louder against her sensitive skin). "Yeah, Mahesh, I’m fine... just tired and feeling a bit flushed, I guess."
She reached for the mug again, drawn by the addictive scent. She took a deeper sip. The warmth uncoiled through her veins like liquid fire. Her thighs pressed together instinctively. Her heartbeat quickened to a frantic pace.
Pournami: "Mahesh, I... I really should sleep soon. I feel very heavy." (Her voice was huskier now, dripping with a new tone).
She finished half the mug. A deep, unfamiliar and overwhelming need began to build in her hips. She hung up the phone abruptly, not even saying goodbye. The screen went dark. She was alone with Praveen. Her breath grew shallow, her skin fever-hot and pulsing.
Praveen: (Sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning in) "Need anything? Water? Or maybe something more to satisfy this heat?"
Praveen poured a small amount of water near Pournami’s bed and sat back down, acting casual. As Pournami stood up, her body humming with strange, electric reactions, she slipped on the wet marble. Praveen lunged, catching her instantly in his strong arms.
He pulled her flush against his hard chest. Her curves molded to him breasts pressing into his torso, hips grinding against his muscular thigh. He steadied her, his hand splaying across her lower back, pulling her tighter.
Praveen: "Whoa, easy there. Slippery floor—don't worry, I've got you right where you need to be."
Pournami’s heart hammered against her ribs. His touch ignited dangerous sparks. Her body betrayed her with a violent shiver, her breathing coming in ragged, desperate gasps. God, why does this feel so incredibly good? she thought. Instead of pushing away, her hands clutched his shirt, pulling him closer.
Pournami: "S-sorry... I feel so strange..." (Her voice was thick, her cheeks burning with intense, uncontrollable desire).
The room spun. Every nerve was screaming for more contact. Praveen’s masculine, heavy scent filled her lungs, and her resolve began to fray, sip by potent, magic sip.
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