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<<silently>> <<playlist play>> <</silently>> <div style = "text-align:center"> !Sunlight Empire Written & Coded by: PsychoFox v0.3.2 ([[see changelog|changelog]]) <img src="images/cover.jpg" height=600px lenght=600px> This game is intended for mature audiences who have reached the legal age in the country where they reside. Please refer to the [[fetishes|Fetishes]] page for a comprehensive list of sexual content present in the game. Persons who are not of legal age or are otherwise offended by sexual/violent content are advised to close the game immediately. --------------------------------------------- <> <<link "I confirm that I am of legal age and not offended by sexual/violent content.">> <<goto "Pre-Cover">> <<script>>UIBar.stow()<</script>> <<playlist stop>> <</link>> <> --------------------------------------------- <a href="https://psychofoxone.itch.io/sunlight-empire">Support on Itch.io</a> <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1579">TFGamesSite</a> <a href="http://www.hypnopics-collective.net/smf_forum/index.php?topic=23093.msg740736#msg740736">Hypnopics Collective blog</a> [[Thanks!]] [[Inspiration]] </div>

<div style = "text-align:center"> //Facing the firmament Heaven scent Rapid growth Within solar rays resplendent Hybrid liliae Dramatic crescence beatific In purest white and red enrobed Gazing towards the stars - @@.green;Botanist@@// <<link "BEGIN">> <<set $energy = 10>> <<set $height = 2>> <<set $buildSlots = 1>> <<set $stem = 1>> <<set $leaves = 1>> <<goto "c0-1">> <</link>> </div>

<<cacheaudio "MainTheme" "music/main_theme.mp3">> <<cacheaudio "EndTheme" "music/end_theme.mp3">> <<setplaylist "MainTheme">>

<<if $sideBarInfo == "true">> Height: $height cm Span: $span <> <div style = "text-align:left"> <li>Energy: $energy</li> </div> <div style = "text-align:left"> <li>Construction slots: $buildSlots</li> <li>Stems: $stem</li> </div> <> <</if>> <<if $sideBarDayCount == "true">> Day: $dayCount <</if>>

!!Changelog Please report bugs on itch.io -------------------------------------------- V0.3.2: Developement resumes! - Added a new interlude in preparation for the next chapter. - Fixed not being able to access the soldier route in Chapter 1 despite it being fully implemented otherwise. - Various re-writes and language-related fixes - Major under-the-hood reformatting to facilitate easier developement flow V0.3.1: - Lots and lots of language-related fixes V0.3.0: Ave, Sylvan! - Chapter 3 complete - Bugfixes: Several changes to make page formatting consistent V0.2.2 - Bugfixes: Changing the name and title they address you as will now send you back to the correct passage. V0.2.1 - Bugfixes - Fixed a number of spelling/grammar mistakes - 1 new picture, 3 new passages V0.2.0: In Vivo - Chapter 2 complete (total word count 19230) - Added some pictures - The game now has a theme-song V0.1.2 - Chapter 2: 12050 words - Debug + spelling fixes - Experimenting w/ images V0.1.1 - Changed how the sidebar info is processed - Chapter 2 underway: 11236 - Bug fixes + spelling fixes - New page: Contributions V0.1.0 - Garden Warfare - Chapter 1 fully released (10597 words) - Bug fixes - Spelling/grammar errors fixed V0.0.6: - Filled in 2 GNIDNE - Shock Doctorine - Bug fixes - Language pass up to 'Revenge' arc v0.0.5: - Filled in 1 GNIDNE - Eaten Alive - Some bugfixes v0.0.4: - 3/4 of Chapter 1 story content is in (7500 words). v0.0.3: Infrastructure update I This is released as a proof of concept -Additional infrastructure for Chapter 1 -Chapter 1's first major story event well under way v0.0.2: Infrastructure update I This update was mostly about coding the systems required to have a functioning game. It is mostly done, so you should expect a lot of story content in the next few updates. - Work on chapter 1 is well underway - Most of the infrastructure needed for chapter 1 is now in place. v0.0.1: Birth - Finished Prologue - Implemented starting systems <<back>>

These types of content will appear in the game in some form or shape, and to various degrees: Anthropomorphic Creature Bestiality Breast Enlargement Corruption Deondrophilia Domination F2M FF F-Self Growth/expansion Hermaphrodites Impregnation Involuntary M2F MF Milking Mind Control M-Self Mythical Creature Objectification (literal) Possession Pregnancy Sexual violence Shemale Submission Transformation <<back>>

<> <<set $sideBarInfo = "true">> <> !Prologue: Birth ------------------------------------------------------- //Where am I?// You sound different. This is not your voice, yet... It is you. You are surrounded by nothingness itself. You are not blind yet you do not see. You are not deaf yet you do not hear. And you are not dead yet you do not breathe. You do not have many thoughts, mostly just searching to find yourself. You try and try and try to no avail. You cannot 'sense' anything, yet there is this peculiar quality all around. You exist. You feel it. It is as if you are aware, and that the only thing that there is, is this awareness: you. Suddenly, you expand. You stretch in all directions. You expand against... nothing, in nothing. As if nothingness itself was expanding. Just as suddenly, you contract. And you expand again. And you contract again, and you expand again, and you contract again... You do breathe after all. [[You are the act of breathing itself.|c0-2]]

You sense yet another change. There is a gentle pressure building up somewhere within. With no sense of direction you have no chance at knowing where it is coming from. It slowly intensifies. It is as if you are contained within something, and that you are slowly expanding beyond its capacity. The pressure keeps building up. It is not so gentle anymore. You press and press against this inconceivable barrier. You fear you are going to be crushed against this unfathomable wall. But then... you hear a sound. A crack. Another crack... And another... And another.... And finally, your invisible prison gives in. You are drowned in brilliant white light; [[you are filled with love.|c0-3]]

You are alive. You have broken out of your shell. You have been bathed in your Mother's love. Deep in your core you feel a tug. It is beckoning to you. You have work to do. First objective: Stabilize the stem. ------------------------------------ [[Time to take a look around|c0-4]]

<> <<set $height to "2">> <<set $span to "miniscule">> <> @@.yellow;Surveying seed bed@@ Soil temperature: @@.green;Check@@ Soil Acidity: @@.green;Check@@ Soil moisture: @@.green;Check@@ Soil nutrition analysis: @@.green;Rich in required material@@ Soil chemical analysis: @@.red;High density of foreign plant- and animal-based chemicals detected. Caution recommended.@@ Analysis: Initial conditions stable. Recommend stabilizing environment for growth. Implement systems against potential chemical and physical threat. Need more energy. ----------------------------------------------- [[Hibernate|c0-5]]

<> <<set $energy to 10>> <<set $height = 2>> <> The benefit from Total Hibernation is twofold: First, you get to preserve more energy, giving yourself extra control when deciding how to grow. Second, by not growing, you produce very little signals that could give your position away, likely hiding from any threats in the environment - which wouldn't be the worst idea when losing consciousness (especially when you are so young). You send the chemical messenger that triggers hibernation on its way. Soon, your senses begin to dim. You slowly begin losing control over your body, feeling yourself being replaced by cold automation. Your world is one of intimate chemical reactions, [[and you embrace it.|c0-7a]]

<> <<script>>UIBar.unstow()<</script>> <> !Chapter 1: Garden Warfare ------------------------------------------------------- !!!Two Weeks Later You begin to regain conscioussness. Slowly at first, but surely, you begin to sense your body. Your chemically induced coma has finally come to an end it seems. It's time to see what happened while you were out. You remember deciding on total hibernation, so not much should be changed in your body. You begin to feel around, and find everything to be in order. You also feel energetic. Sure enough, a nice supply of energy has been stored in the battery cells of your tiny stem. Time to get to work then. The directive says that you should stabilize the conditions for your growth. Suddenly, your feelers at the base of your stem are flooded with signal receptors, indicating traces of foreign animals. There is no sign of the offending animal itself, but you should prioritize releasing some defense chemicals just to be safe. --------------------------------------------------- <> <<link "Grow Vertically (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You have decided to grow vertically, opening up space on the stem for furthur construction. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $buildSlots += 3>> <<set $height += 5>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Grow in height, opening up 3 construction slots. Physical growth might __attract unwanted attention__ from the local flora and fauna. <> \ <> <<link "Grow Horizontally (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You have decided to grow horizontally, increasing your surface, openig space for an additional stem. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $stem += 1>> <<set $buildSlots += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By growing horizontally, you cover more ground and gain __+1 stem slots__ which you can use to anchor other constructs on. <> \ <> <<link "Grow a leaf on a stem (1 free space, 4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You have decided to grow a leaf. Increasing energy output. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $leaves += 1>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> The chlorophyll in leaves reacts with Mother's love to produce energy. __+5 energy/turn__ <> \ <> <<link "Release minor defensive chemicals (4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4>> <<replace "#minorChemicalRelease">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#minorChemicalRelease">> You have decided to release minor defensive chemicals in the soil. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $minorChemicals to true>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By releasing minor defensive chemicals in the soil around you, you slightly increase soil acidiy, __potentially hindering advance of small animals and plant roots.__ <> [[It's best to go back to sleep while construction is underway|c1-2]]

<> <<script>>UIBar.unstow()<</script>> <> !Chapter 1: Garden Warfare ------------------------------------------------------- !!!Two Weeks Later You begin to regain conscioussness. Slowly at first, but surely, you begin to sense your body. Your chemically induced coma has finally come to an end it seems. It's time to see what happened while you were out. You remember deciding to leave growth functions on, and true to form you find yourself taller than before. You begin to feel around, and find everything to be in order. You also feel energetic. Sure enough, a nice supply of energy has been stored in the battery cells of your tiny stem. Time to get to work then. The directive says that you should stabilize the conditions for your growth. Suddenly, your feelers at the base of your stem are flooded with signal receptors, indicating traces of foreign animals. There is no sign of the offending animal itself, but you should prioritize releasing some defense chemicals just to be safe. --------------------------------------------------- <> <<link "Grow Vertically (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You have decided to grow vertically, opening up space on the stem for furthur construction. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $buildSlots += 3>> <<set $height += 5>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Grow in height, opening up 3 construction slots. Physical growth might __attract unwanted attention__ from the local flora and fauna. <> \ <> <<link "Grow Horizontally (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You have decided to grow horizontally, increasing your surface, openig space for an additional stem. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $stem += 1>> <<set $buildSlots += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By growing horizontally, you cover more ground and gain __+1 stem slots__ which you can use to anchor other constructs on. <> \ <> <<link "Grow a leaf on a stem (1 free space, 4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You have decided to grow a leaf. Increasing energy output. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $leaves += 1>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> The chlorophyll in leaves reacts with Mother's love to produce energy. __+5 energy/turn__ <> \ <> <<link "Release minor defensive chemicals (4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4>> <<replace "#minorChemicalRelease">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#minorChemicalRelease">> You have decided to release minor defensive chemicals in the soil. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $minorChemicals = true>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By releasing minor defensive chemicals in the soil around you, you slightly increase soil acidiy, __potentially hindering advance of small animals and plant roots.__ <> [[It's best to go back to sleep while construction is underway|c1-2]]

As dreamt of by: PsychoFox

You're too weak, not to mention too young, to initialize advanced systems. It takes a copious amount of energy to maintain consciousness, so your best bet would be to enter hibernation mode. You figure two weeks of hibernation would be enough to amass sufficient energy to begin basic procedures. You could either initiate __Total Hibernation__ mode, which would mean you'd store 95% of all energy gained, or you could leave __Growth Functions__ on, trading 30% of all energy gained to grow taller, possibly opening up space for further growth. Either option is fine, but you think growing might not be such a bad idea. ------------------------------------------------------ <<link [[Initiate Total Hibernation mode.|c0-6a]]>><</link>> <<link [[Leave Growth Functions on.|c0-6b]]>><</link>>

<> <<set $energy to 7>> <<set $height = 5>> <<set $buildSlots +=3>> <> It might not be such a bad idea to grow a little as you hibernate. Sure, the extra movement might attract some unwanted attention, and you'll have less energy at your disposal, but that's a tradeoff you're willing to accept to speed up your objective. You send the chemical messenger that triggers hibernation on its way. Soon, your senses begin to dim. You slowly begin losing control over your body, feeling yourself being replaced by cold automation. Your world is one of intimate chemical reactions, [[and you embrace it.|c0-7b]]

The door throws open and the room is filled with brilliant white light. You instinctively close your eyes to cover them from the sheer force of white color assaulting you. The entire room, its floor, walls, and ceiling are made of a clinical-white glossy material. Taking your time for your eyes to adjust, you slowly begin to reclaim your senses. You have a terrible headache. You raise a hand to... NO. YOU CAN'T RAISE YOUR HAND. Looking down you find yourself strapped to a white bed. YOU CANNOT MOVE AT ALL. You try and force the straps, but it's no use. Suddenly a head pops into your view, a man's. He must have entered the room while you were blinded, but you couldn't hear his footsteps at all. Come to think of it, you can't hear anything. The man opens his mouth, and it moves, but you cannot make out the words he is saying. He raises a syringe, taps it a couple of times, and the jabs you on the arm. He gets behind you and pushes the bed. Your world dims as you head towards the exit. ------------------------------------ [[Chapter 1: Garden Warfare|c1-1a]]

The door throws open and the room is filled with brilliant white light. You instinctively close your eyes to cover them from the sheer force of white color assaulting you. The entire room, its floor, walls, and ceiling are made of a clinical-white glossy material. Taking your time for your eyes to adjust, you slowly begin to reclaim your senses. You have a terrible headache. You raise a hand to... NO. YOU CAN'T RAISE YOUR HAND. Looking down you find yourself strapped to a white bed. YOU CANNOT MOVE AT ALL. You try and force the straps, but it's no use. Suddenly a head pops into your view, a man's. He must have entered the room while you were blinded, but you couldn't hear his footsteps at all. Come to think of it, you can't hear anything. The man opens his mouth, and it moves, but you cannot make out the words he is saying. He raises a syringe, taps it a couple of times, and then jabs you on the arm. He gets behind you and pushes the bed. Your world dims as you head towards the exit. ------------------------------------ [[Chapter 1: Garden Warfare|c1-1b]]

<> <<set $energyProduction = $leaves * 5>> <<set $energy += $energyProduction>> <<set $toxinAssembly = 0>> <> You regain consciousness yet again. You think you are getting used to the whole ordeal, as it takes you less time to settle in your body again. Taking a look around, you see that you are __$height cm in height__, __spanning a $span distance__. You __have $stem stems__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stems __there are $leaves leaves__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Your feelers are once again flooded with foreign chemical signatures, this time more overbearing than last. <> <<if $minorChemicals>> You take a closer look at the ground. A few black, unmoving objects catch your attention. Looking closer, you determine that these are the corpses of native animals who came in contact with the contaminated soil. Suddenly, one of the corpses comes to life. With great effort it gets back on 4 of its 6 legs, using the two hind legs for support. It actually moves a few centimeters before its legs collapse under its weight. Whatever was unique about that six-legged animal, that was an unusual display of resillience against your chemicals, specially for its size. You fear the creatures might be able to adapt against your defenses. A new directive suddenly flood your mind: Prioritize toxin assembly pods to increase chance of surival. You think two of those would be sufficient. <<else>> Who or whatever they belong to seem to be increasing in numbers, as you can make out multiple distinct, yet similar chemical signatures. It is urgent that you release some defensive chemicals, otherwise, the mission could be in jeopardy. <</if>> <> ------------------------------------------------------------------ <> <<if $height < 10>> <<link "Grow Vertically (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You have decided to grow vertically, opening up space on the stem for furthur construction. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $buildSlots += 3>> <<set $height += 5>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Grow in height, opening up 3 construction slots. Physical growth might __attract unwanted attention__ from the local flora and fauna. <<else>> You have already grown as tall as possible for your young roots to support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $stem < 2>> <<link "Grow Horizontally (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You have decided to grow horizontally, increasing your surface, openig space for an additional stem. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $stem += 1>> <<set $buildSlots += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By growing horizontally, you cover more ground and gain __+1 stem slots__ which you can use to anchor other constructs on. <<else>> You have already covered as much distance as your young roots can support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<link "Grow a leaf on a stem (1 free space, 4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy and/or free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You have decided to grow a leaf. Increasing energy output. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $leaves += 1>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> The chlorophyll in leaves reacts with Mother's love to produce energy. __+5 energy/turn__ <> \ <> <<if $minorChemicals neq true>> <<link "Release minor defensive chemicals (4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4>> <<replace "#minorChemicalRelease">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#minorChemicalRelease">> You have decided to release minor defensive chemicals in the soil. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $minorChemicals to true>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By releasing minor defensive chemicals in the soil around you, you slightly increase soil acidiy, __potentially hindering advance of small animals and plant roots.__ <<else>> You periodically release minor defensive chemicals in the soil around you. <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $minorChemicals eq true>> <<link "Construct a toxin pod (1 free space, 10 energy)">> <<if $energy < 10 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You do not possess sufficient energy/free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You have decided to construct a toxin assembly pod. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 10>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<set $toxinAssembly = 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Toxin pods analyze cellular matter from surrounding environment and produce various chemicals taylored to specific targets. This produces target-specific bioweapons with maximum effectivity. <<else>> You have not unlocked this building yet. <</if>> <> [[It's best to go back to sleep while construction is underway|c1-3]]

<> <<set $energyProduction = $leaves * 5>> <<set $energy += $energyProduction>> <><<if $minorChemicals neq true>> 1 GNIDNE - Eaten Alive: You wake up in the middle of the night with a sharp pain. It takes you a moment to realize they are crawling all over you. Hundreds of little jaws dig into your flesh and take off with what they cut off. You die a death of thousand cuts. Only if you were more vigilant in following the directive. KILL THE KING <<else>> You regain consciousness yet again. You think you are getting used to the whole ordeal, as it takes you less time to settle in your body again. Taking a look around, you see that you are __$height cm in height__, __spanning a $span distance__. You __have $stem stems__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stems __there are $leaves leaves__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. --------------------------------------------------- <> <<if $height < 10>> <<link "Grow Vertically (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You have decided to grow vertically, opening up space on the stem for furthur construction. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $buildSlots += 3>> <<set $height += 5>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Grow in height, opening up 3 construction slots. Physical growth might __attract unwanted attention__ from the local flora and fauna. <<else>> You have already grown as tall as possible for your young roots to support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $stem < 2>> <<link "Grow Horizontally (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You have decided to grow horizontally, increasing your surface, openig space for an additional stem. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $stem += 1>> <<set $buildSlots += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By growing horizontally, you cover more ground and gain __+1 stem slots__ which you can use to anchor other constructs on. <<else>> You have already covered as much distance as your young roots can support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<link "Grow a leaf on a stem (1 free space, 4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy and/or free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You have decided to grow a leaf. Increasing energy output. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $leaves += 1>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> The chlorophyll in leaves reacts with Mother's love to produce energy. __+5 energy/turn__ <> \ <> <<if $toxinAssembly == 0>> <<link "Construct a toxin pod (1 free space, 10 energy)">> <<if $energy < 10 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You do not possess sufficient energy/free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You have decided to construct a toxin assembly pod. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 10>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<set $toxinAssembly += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Toxin pods analyze cellular matter from surrounding environment and produce various chemicals taylored to specific targets. This produces target-specific bioweapons with maximum effectivity. <<elseif $toxinAssembly == 1>> <<link "Construct a toxin pod (1 free space, 10 energy)">> <<if $energy < 10 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You do not possess sufficient energy/free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You have decided to construct a toxin assembly pod. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 10>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<set $toxinAssembly += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Toxin pods analyze cellular matter from surrounding environment and produce various chemicals taylored to specific targets. This produces target-specific bioweapons with maximum effectivity. You have already built 1 out of 2 required. <<elseif $toxinAssembly == 2>> You have already built 2 out 2 toxin assembply pods required. <</if>> <> [[It's best to go back to sleep while construction is underway|c1-4]] <</if>>

<> <<set $energyProduction = $leaves * 5>> <<set $energy += $energyProduction>> <> <> <<if $minorChemicals neq true>> ENDING 1 - EATEN ALIVE ~PLACEHOLDER TEXT~ <<else>> You regain consciousness yet again. You think you are getting used to the whole ordeal, as it takes you less time to settle in your body again. Taking a look around, you see that you are __$height cm in height__, __spanning a $span distance__. You __have $stem stems__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stems __there are $leaves leaves__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. <</if>> <> --------------------------------------------------- <> <<if $height < 10>> <<link "Grow Vertically (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You have decided to grow vertically, opening up space on the stem for furthur construction. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $buildSlots += 3>> <<set $height += 5>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Grow in height, opening up 3 construction slots. Physical growth might __attract unwanted attention__ from the local flora and fauna. <<else>> You have already grown as tall as possible for your young roots to support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $stem < 2>> <<link "Grow Horizontally (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You have decided to grow horizontally, increasing your surface, openig space for an additional stem. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $stem += 1>> <<set $buildSlots += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By growing horizontally, you cover more ground and gain __+1 stem slots__ which you can use to anchor other constructs on. <<else>> You have already covered as much distance as your young roots can support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<link "Grow a leaf on a stem (1 free space, 4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy and/or free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You have decided to grow a leaf. Increasing energy output. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $leaves += 1>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> The chlorophyll in leaves reacts with Mother's love to produce energy. __+5 energy/turn__ <> \ <> <<if $toxinAssembly == 0>> <<link "Construct a toxin pod (1 free space, 10 energy)">> <<if $energy < 10 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You do not possess sufficient energy/free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You have decided to construct a toxin assembly pod. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 10>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<set $toxinAssembly += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Toxin pods analyze cellular matter from surrounding environment and produce various chemicals taylored to specific targets. This produces target-specific bioweapons with maximum effectivity. <<elseif $toxinAssembly == 1>> <<link "Construct a toxin pod (1 free space, 10 energy)">> <<if $energy < 10 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You do not possess sufficient energy/free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#toxinPod">> You have decided to construct a toxin assembly pod. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 10>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<set $toxinAssembly += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Toxin pods analyze cellular matter from surrounding environment and produce various chemicals taylored to specific targets. This produces target-specific bioweapons with maximum effectivity. You have already built 1 out of 2 required. <<elseif $toxinAssembly == 2>> You have already built 2 out 2 toxin assembply pods required. <</if>> <> ------------------------------------ [[It's best to go back to sleep while construction is underway|c1-5]]

<> <<script>>UIBar.stow()<</script>> <> <> <<if $toxinAssembly == 2>> A jolt of energy shakes your foundation. This is an independent reaction triggered by the roots themselves. It serves one function: to assemble all units in face of grave danger. There is no time to waste. Still disoriented from the sudden wakeup call, you intensify chemical release and toxin production in anticipation of what's to come. The roots do not abate the alarm. You don't see anything yet, so they must have picked up unusual vibrations from underground. The alarm is going off like there is no tomorrow. Whatever it is, it must be very close now. And then... they come. Thousands of the black, six-legged monsters pour out of tunnels they have dug, surrounding you from all sides. Hundreds die as they touch the contaminated soil, but many make their way through, unaffected by the poisons. You are flooded with an unfathomable amount of chemicals, some from the carcasses, and some released by the monsters intentionally. It seems these black beasts practice their own brand of chemical warfare. Your feelers and tendrils feed your toxin pods nonstop. They in turn churn out clouds of green vapor, aimed at annihilating the invaders who have come dangerously close to your body. Despite the best efforts of your defensive apparatus, the monsters make their way to your stem, clinging to its surface and making their way up. Thousands of little fangs claw into your flesh, as hundreds of jaws bite into you. You cry out in pain. It's not looking good. A particularly nasty looking beast, at least three times the size of your average monster, makes its way towards you, legs following one another in slow, and calculated fashion. It digs one front claw into your body, and then another, and then four more. He climbs its way to the top. It digs its jaw into your flesh, you feel as if vicious teeth have bitten into your throat. He has cut a major vein. [[You lose consciousness|c1-7]] <<else>> 2 GNIDNE - Shock Doctorine A jolt of energy shakes your foundation. This is an independent reaction triggered by the roots themselves. It serves one function: to assemble all units in face of grave danger. There is no time to waste. Still disoriented from the sudden wakeup call, you intensify chemical release and toxin production in anticipation of what's to come. The roots do not abate the alarm. You don't see anything yet, so they must have picked up unusual vibrations from underground. The alarm is going off like there is no tomorrow. Whatever it is, it must be very close now. And then... they come. Thousands of the black, six-legged monsters pour out of tunnels they have dug, surrounding you from all sides. Hundreds die as they touch the contaminated soil, but many make their way through, unaffected by the poisons. You are flooded with an unfathomable amount of chemicals, some from the carcasses, and some released by the monsters intentionally. It seems these black beasts practice their own brand of chemical warfare. You lack sufficient defensive apparatus, namely toxin assembly pods, to put up much defense. The monsters make their way to your stem, clinging to its surface and making their way up. Thousands of little fangs claw into your flesh, as hundreds of jaws bite into you. You cry out in pain. It's not looking good. A particularly nasty looking beast, at least three times the size of your average monster, makes its way towards you, legs following one another in slow, and calculated fashion. It digs one front claw into your body, and then another, and then four more. He climbs its way to the top. It digs its jaw into your flesh, you feel as if vicious teeth have bitten into your throat. He has cut a major vein. CATCH A COLD <</if>> <>

<> <<if $toxinAssembly == 2>> From within the fog that covers your vision you barely figure out the shapes and shadows that make out the outline of the room. You see yourself floating in a chamber filled with a sky-blue liquid. "And what would the loyalists say once they find out about this? Surely this is nothing short of high treason." A voice, a man's, declares. Familiar. "Who says they are to even find out?" Another, a woman's, responds. Close. "He hasn't left this chamber for a decade now. All we have to do is to preserve the body." She continues. They are talking about you. Indeed, you have been kept in this room, of your own accord, for the past eleven years. You have accomplished much in that period. "And so what? We just pull the plug?" You intercept his thought before it even leaves his mouth. The knowing look on the woman's face tells you everything you need to know. "Without a body, he is powerless." [[Or so they say|c1-8]] <<else>> BAD END 2 - The Massacre <</if>> <>

<div style = "text-align:center"> //We're playing those mind games together Pushing the barriers planting seeds Playing the mind guerrilla Chanting the Mantra WAR on Earth - John Lennon?// [[WAKE UP|c1-9]] </div>

<> <> The beast lies motionless in a sea of carcasses. It's not dead yet, but it will soon be if left to its own devices. But you have your own plans. You raise a long, thin tendril towards it and gently wrap it around you. You are hurt, badly, and the effort is arduous. But you are not beaten, and you will recover. The thousands of dead monsters laying at your base will serve as fuel to close your wounds. The first order of business is to ensure you can preserve the body of this 'chieftain'. You send the signal for your overworked toxin pods to amass salt molecules, and you place the carcass inside. You owe everything to these twin pods. You will have to spend another two weeks in dreamless sleep, but you will be stronger for it. The damage you dealt to the monsters today was significant enough for another attack to be unlikely. It's a chance you are willing to take. ------------------------------------ [[Slumber|c1-10]]

<> <<script>>UIBar.unstow()<</script>> <<set $leaves = 4>> <<set $stem = 2>> <<set $height = 10>> <<set $buildSlots = 3>> <<set $energyProduction = $leaves * 5>> <<set $energy = 25>> <<set $span = "small">> <> The first thing that catches your eye as you wake up is that you are larger throughout, and cover more ground. Your roots, stems, and veins all feel slightly thicker, and the leaves feel as if they have expanded in all directions. Your wounds have healed as well, although you can make out the faint outline of hundreds of bite marks all over. The second thing that comes to attention, is the absence the of the thousands of carcasses of your late assaultees. You must have converted them to 'fuel' to support your regrowth. Nature has a funny way about waste-management. You are __$height cm in height__, __spanning a $span distance__. You __have $stem stems__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stems __there are $leaves leaves__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. Tending to your prisoner, you see that it has died, but the body is in pristine condition. You have a new directive: construct 'The Adaptation Pool'. There is work to be done. ------------------------------------------------------------ <> <<if $height < 10>> <<link "Grow Vertically (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You have decided to grow vertically, opening up space on the stem for furthur construction. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $buildSlots += 3>> <<set $height += 5>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Grow in height, opening up 3 construction slots. Physical growth might __attract unwanted attention__ from the local flora and fauna. <<else>> You have already grown as tall as possible for your young roots to support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $stem < 2>> <<link "Grow Horizontally (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You have decided to grow horizontally, increasing your surface, openig space for an additional stem. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $stem += 1>> <<set $buildSlots += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By growing horizontally, you cover more ground and gain __+1 stem slots__ which you can use to anchor other constructs on. <<else>> You have already covered as much distance as your young roots can support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $leaves == 5>> You have as many leaves as your young roots are able to support. <<else>> <<link "Grow a leaf on a stem (1 free space, 4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy and/or free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You have decided to grow a leaf. Increasing energy output. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $leaves += 1>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> The chlorophyll in leaves reacts with Mother's love to produce energy. __+5 energy/turn__ <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $adaptationPool == true>> You have already grown the adaptation pool. <<else>> <<link "Grow the adaptation pool (2 free space, 25 energy)">> <<if $energy < 25 || $buildSlots < 2>> <<replace "#adaptationPoolGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy and/or free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#adaptationPoolGrow">> You have decided to grow the adaptation pool. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 25>> <<set $buildSlots -= 2>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <<goto "c1-13">> <</if>> <</link>> The adaptation pool allows you to break down organc matter to access their genetic material. Using said material you can alter yourself to gain new abilities. <</if>> <> ------------------------------------ [[It's best to go back to sleep while construction is underway|c1-11]]

<> <<set $energyProduction = $leaves * 5>> <<set $energy += $energyProduction>> <> You are __$height cm in height__, __spanning a $span distance__. You __have $stem stems__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stems __there are $leaves leaves__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. <> <<if $adaptationPool neq true>> You have a new directive: construct 'The Adaptaion Pool'. <</if>> <> There is work to be done. ------------------------------------------------------------ <> <<if $height < 10>> <<link "Grow Vertically (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#verGrow">> You have decided to grow vertically, opening up space on the stem for furthur construction. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $buildSlots += 3>> <<set $height += 5>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> Grow in height, opening up 3 construction slots. Physical growth might __attract unwanted attention__ from the local flora and fauna. <<else>> You have already grown as tall as possible for your young roots to support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $stem < 2>> <<link "Grow Horizontally (6 energy)">> <<if $energy < 6>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#horGrow">> You have decided to grow horizontally, increasing your surface, openig space for an additional stem. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 6>> <<set $stem += 1>> <<set $buildSlots += 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> By growing horizontally, you cover more ground and gain __+1 stem slots__ which you can use to anchor other constructs on. <<else>> You have already covered as much distance as your young roots can support. <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $leaves == 5>> You have as many leaves as your young roots are able to support. <<else>> <<link "Grow a leaf on a stem (1 free space, 4 energy)">> <<if $energy < 4 || $buildSlots < 1>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy and/or free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#leafGrow">> You have decided to grow a leaf. Increasing energy output. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 4>> <<set $leaves += 1>> <<set $buildSlots -= 1>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> The chlorophyll in leaves reacts with Mother's love to produce energy. __+5 energy/turn__ <</if>> <> \ <> <<if $adaptationPool == true>> You have already grown the adaptation pool. <<else>> <<link "Grow the adaptation pool (2 free space, 25 energy)">> <<if $energy < 25 || $buildSlots < 2>> <<replace "#adaptationPoolGrow">> You do not possess sufficient energy and/or free space to carry out this task. <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#adaptationPoolGrow">> You have decided to grow the adaptation pool. <</replace>> <<set $energy -= 25>> <<set $buildSlots -= 2>> <<replace "#energy">> <li>Energy: $energy</li> <</replace>> <<goto "c1-13">> <</if>> <</link>> The adaptation pool allows you to break down organic matter to access their genetic material. Using said material you can alter yourself to gain new abilities. <</if>> <>

Two days later You dip the little beast inside the pool of your brand new adaptation chamber. You then send the chemical messenger to initiate the process. The pool heats up until you feel a burning sensation inside, and then quickly cools to a nice chill. Fibrous 'muscles' then begin to churn against the now four-legged animal, until it is slightly deformed. This 'heatshock' cycle is repeated a dozen more times until the beast is reduced to a brown and gooey mass ready for chemical separation. Once the enzymes and other molecules are done with the sample, you are presented with a nice chunk of raw genetic material. You then begin the translation, transcription, and replication of genes you associate with the creature's antennae. When all is done, you are left with a nice piece of plant DNA ready to be spliced into your genome. [[Here goes nothing|c1-13]]

Two weeks later You wake up. Everything seems... better somehow. You begin to feel yourself. The changes are immediately noticeable. Your roots are thicker and go ever deeper. Your stems are longer and sturdier. Your leaves are larger and more venous. But most importantly... ... the thing that you are most proud of... [[...Is that you have flowered.|c1-14]]

It's a beautiful white thing that faintly glows in gold. Its five petals are thick at the base and end at sharp points at the tip. They always remain open, even at night. A large style grows from an ovary from within the flower and ends with a large stigma. Four filaments surround the style and strangely resemble the antenna from the beast, only, these are white. You quickly realized that these in fact are antenna when you first picked up the incessant noise coming from a short distance away. It took you a few days to filter out the waves to get to the important stuff. //You now know the exact location of the beast colony.// In fact, thanks to your new gained height, you can make out the outline of the mound a short distance away. [[It's time for revenge.|c1-15]]

<> <<set $height = 40>> <<set $span = "moderate">> <<set $stem = 3>> <<set $buildSlots = 3>> <<set $leaves = 5>> <<set $energyProduction = $leaves * 5>> <<set $energy += $energyProduction>> <> You have quickly grown to the limits imposed upon you by your age. Growing any further is at best pointless, until your roots fully mature. You are __$height cm in height__, __spanning a $span distance__. You __have $stem stems__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stems __there are $leaves leaves__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. You are actively contaminating the soil around you, and are equipped with 2 toxin assembly pods, and a beautiful white flower with antennae. You have thick roots and stems, and expansive, venous leaves. --------------------------------------------------- Ever since you grew that flower you have felt the Mother's love more intensely. The past two weeks have been mostly passed in quiet meditation, basking in the loving rays coming from above. But now you feel the tug of a new directive: The beast colony nearby poses an unacceptable risk to your survival. This threat has to be eliminated. There are two ways you could go about this: You could either destroy the colony or try and subjugate it, but either way requires you to gain access to the base itself. Unfortunately, being rooted in the ground has its own disadvantages when it comes to moving around, meaning, it's impossible to do so, at least quickly. Fortunately, you are resourceful. When you first picked up the transmissions from the colony, you realized that these beasts follow all orders without question and care for their own well-being. You also realized that there are at least three different types of beasts, judging by their signal type and strength. One signal carries orders regarding colony building, maintenance, and food procurement, no doubt meant for worker units. The second signal mostly conveys orders for exploration and base defense, likely meant for the ‘soldier’ beasts you encountered before. A third signal, much stronger than the other two, mostly conveys orders regarding repopulating the colony. This last signal is likely from a sort of colony overlord. Neutralizing the owner of this signal is your ultimate objective. You could try and hack into their airwaves, and lure either a soldier or a worker unit to yourself, then you could reprogram them to follow your orders instead of the overlord’s. From there you can decide on a course of action. You should lure in a [[soldier]] if you want to destroy the colony, or a [[worker]] if you want to take the subjugation route.

Why close one eye and try to Pledge allegiance to the sun When plastic ghosts start terrorizing everyone Geometric troops aligning Carried up to the burial mounds My earthbound heart is heavy Your heartbeat keeps things light With the violence forever threatening the night And even if this hall collapses I can stand by my pillar of hope and trust That our heads won't bust

You tune into the colony's broadcast while simultaneously transmitting your own signal. You have copied the message the beast colony uses when indicating a site of minor threat. You expect a small squad of soldiers. Sure enough you roots pickup vibrations from a number of creatures a distance from your base, shortly after. The soldiers methodically make their way towards you, cautios of their surroundings. No matter how adapt their are at identifying threats, they can't escape the knockout gas you released in preparation sometime before. You raise the creatures and put them inside a containment units you prepared within your flower. You chose this location due to its close proximity to the antennae. They are be bombard with your own radio waves. With your knowledge of the beast’s communication and chain of command, you ‘convince’ them that they are to be chosen as mates for the overlord, or queen, of a new colony. As such they will only communicate with and follow order from a different frequency than usual – your frequency. You establish a telepathic link with one of them. These little guys are to be your shock troopers. You then put them back on the ground away from the toxic clouds, and [[order them to make their way back home|c1-16b]].

You tune into the colony's broadcast while simultaneously transmitting your own signal. You have copied the message the beast colony uses when indicating a site of minor resources. Since workers usually operate unprotected, you don't anticipate any soldiers coming your way. Sure enough you roots pickup vibrations from a tiny creature a distance from your base, shortly after. The worker hurriedly makes its way towards you, lured in by the promise of food to be taken to its colony. Instead it finds itself wrapped within your tendrils. You raise the tiny creature and put it inside a containment unit you prepared within your flower. You chose this location due to its close proximity to the antennae. It is to be bombarded with your own radio waves. With your knowledge of the beast’s communication and chain of command, you ‘convince’ the sexless little drone that it is to be chosen as a mate for the overlord, or queen, of a new colony. As such it will only communicate with and follow orders from a different frequency than usual – your frequency. You establish a telepathic link. This little thing is to be your inside agent, your eyes and ears. You then put it back on the ground away from the contaminated soil, and [[order it to make its way back home|c1-16a]].

You closely follow the little drone's movements as it makes its way towards the colony. Thanks to your newly established telepathic link, you see, feel, and hear whatever the beast does. It moves briskly, finding its way through the thick foliage with machine-like ease. It’s the first time you get to have a close look at the type of flora present in your surroundings. Your directive reminds you that these plants are closely associated with humans - your main objectives. You still do not know what this objective is. The black beast reaches the base of the mound, and joins a river of its kind flowing up to reach the entrance. An ocean of chatter and information floods your awareness. These beasts are truly magnificent, each sharing its knowledge with its brethren, expanding the intelligence of the entire colony. It all feels very familiar. The little one reaches the top and enter a large hole. [[You have successfully infiltrated the enemy's base of operation.|c1-17a]]

You are faced with an endless maze of tunnels and passages leading to different parts of the colony. Thanks to the free information exchange within the colony, you have instinctive knowledge of where everything is, and how everything works. There are cavernous rooms dedicated to food storage. Food is the most important thing to a colony. It is so crucial, that some of the beasts hang themselves upside down from walls, have their stomachs cut open, and get filled by it by their friends. Apparently this is done to make use of the potent preservatives present inside their bodies. Other halls are dedicated to nursing the beasts' young. Workers such as yourself feed and cater to the needs of children until they can grow large enough to become useful members of beast society themselves. Yet other halls are used as barracks by the soldiers who spend most of their time in slumber, preserving precious energy, until they are called for. What attracts your attention the most however, is the Queen's chamber. The queen (who you previously dubbed as the overlord) is the centerpiece of any colony. She is one of the few females within a mostly sexless colony. She mates with a handful of select males, and is constantly in labor. You find out that the beasts have redoubled their numbers ever since their last failed assault, no doubt in preparation for another attack. [[Luckily, this time you got the upper hand.|c1-18a]]

You quickly devise a plan. The biggest threat to your clandestine operation are the soldiers. Thankfully, they are all sleeping within their quarters. You order your little drone to assemble a team and get to work on the tunnels that lead to the barracks. Thankfully, they are more than willing to do your bidding thanks to their blind appetite for following orders. Your team of beasts approach the task with machine precision, systematically closing off the soldiers' quarters from the rest of the colony. Each worker communicates with ten other, and by the time the last tunnels are sealed, almost the entire worker population is rallied, following your commands. Your coup is successful. [[It's time to pay a visit to the queen.|c1-19]]

<> <<set $antColony = "mc">> <<script>>UIBar.stow()<</script>> <> There are few soldiers standing guard in the queen’s chamber but they are not match for the brute strength of an army of worker drones, and are quickly killed off. The queen, busy mating with a male, is completely oblivious to the happenings around her, and doesn't stop her copulation until a worker drone stabs her mate right in the head. She is gigantic when compared to the drones, and completely immobile while in labor. She tries to get her children to follow their rightful Queen, but you have strengthened your signaling beyond her capabilities, and simply cancel out her waves. You order most of the drones to dig a straight tunnel from her chambers to the surface, leaving some behind to make sure the queen doesn't escape. Having the entire workforce at your disposal, it doesn't take long for excavation to complete. You then command your new colony to bring you your prize. Once at your base, you extend your tendrils and carry the big creature to the base of your flower. You will have her undergo what the little worker went through, but ten times more intensely. You will have her submit to you. Pointing your antennae at her, you begin your reprogramming. <> <div style = "text-align:center"> * * * </div> <> By the time you are done with the pretty queen, she is down on her back, presenting you her sex. You caress it with a tendril while reinforcing the telepathic message that from now on, she, and all her children are yours to do with as you see fit. They will cease all hostile activity towards you, and in fact, dedicate a number of soldiers to always guard your body. The queen in turn releases sex pheromones, which you take as her affirmation of your word. With that you put her back on the ground and have the workers carry her back to her home. [[This struggle ends, with you as the victor.|c1-20]]

<> <<script>>UIBar.stow()<</script>> <> "Oh my god mom have you seen that new flower in the garden?" A girl asks excitedly. "I'm going to pick it and put in my room okay?" She continues. "Honey let the poor plant be. Don't you know flowers die once you pick them off?" Another older woman responds. "Ughh c'mon mom it's just a dumb flower. I'm sure another one's gonna take its place a week later." "If you say so. At least put it inside a glass with water, okay hun?" "Finneeee." [[This, is how you die.|i1-1]]

You closely follow the troops' movements as they makes their way back as methodically as before. It's as if nothing has changed, which you like quite a bit. Thanks to your newly established telepathic link, you see, feel, and hear whatever the beasts do. they move briskly, finding their way through the thick foliage with machine-like ease. It’s the first time you get to have a close look at the type of flora present in your surroundings. Your directive reminds you that these plants are closely associated with humans - your main objectives. You still do not know what this objective is. The soldiers reach the base of the mound, and joins a river of their brethren flowing up to reach the entrance. An ocean of chatter and information floods your awareness. These beasts are truly magnificent, each sharing its knowledge with its brethren, expanding the intelligence of the entire colony. It all feels very familiar. The squad reaches the top and enter a large hole. [[You have successfully infiltrated the enemy's base of operation.|c1-17b]]

<> <<set $antColony = "dead">> <> You quickly devise a plan. You are going to rally the soldiers and attack the base from within. You have to be quick, before the queen has any chance to respond. You have the squad breakup and guide each to a barracks. Once in place, you have them communicate to their brethren and have them storm the queen’s chambers. You sense chatter picking up in the airwaves. The sudden awakening of so many soldiers has disturbed the colony, alerting the others to the threat. There are thousands of soldiers in the colony and you could only rally a few hundred, but this should be enough to get things done. The soldiers barge into the queen's chamber, quickly dispatching her guard. The queen, busy mating with a male, is completely obliviousto the happenings around her, and doesn't stop her copulation until a soldier drone stabs her mate right in the head, and takes his place. She is gigantic when compared to the drones, and completely immobile while in labor. She tries to get her children to follow their rightful Queen, but you have strengthened your signaling beyond her capabilities, and simply cancel out her waves. You order the queen's new mate to stab her, as he violates her. Once the queen is dead the colony falls into chaos. The soldiers who have lost their chain of command yield to your broadcast instead. They systematically hunt down the workers and children in the tunnels, committing mass murder on their own kind. Some soldiers are so frenzied that they force themselves on anyone they find weaker than themselves, even the sexless drones, pulling their limbs apart in the process. The queen’s dead body is continuously gang raped by the undersexed soldiers. The princesses, and the males who the queen had rightfully chosen as mates succumb to the same fate. By the time they are done, the colony has collapse, and the entire worker population annihilated. In a final act of coup de grace, you have the remaining soldiers commit suicide. [[This struggle ends, with you as the victor.|c1-20]]

BEGIN TRANSMISSION 8:23 Is it done? 8:35 It's done. 8:35 Where is the body now? 8:35 On the way from the lab. 8:35 So... he's really dead? 8:35 He's been dead for the past 12 years. 8:36 What about the doctor? 8:36 He's taken care of. 8:47 To think it would be this easy. All these years... We feared him for no good reason. 8:47 No. We feared him for a good reason. But we don't have to anymore. And that's all that matters. 8:47 Who will lead the invasion now? 8:47 The council. 8:48 But are you sure nobody would find out? 8:48 Yes, I just checked. The body is put back in the tank, just the way it was. How would they ever know? 8:48 Fine, fine. My quarters at 9? 8:51 Your quarters at 9. And one more thing: make sure you delete this. . . . [[END TRANSMISSION|i1-2]]

<> <<set $energy = 0>> <<set $height = 15>> <<set $span = "Confined">> <<set $buildSlots = "n/a">> <<set $stem = 1>> <<set $sideBarInfoPowers = "true">> <<set $spores = 0>> <> <div style = "text-align:center"> <> <<set _text to ["HOW", "ALL", "THE", "SCHEMING", "SOULLESS", "CREATURES", "CAN'T", "FIND", "DREAMER'S", "HONEY", "IN", "THE", "HIVE", "IF", "IT'S ", "RIGHT", "BENEATH", "THE", "NOSE"], _i to 0>> @@#cycling-text;_text[_i]@@ <<repeat 0.60s>> <<set _i++>> <<replace "#cycling-text">>\ <<= _text[_i % _text.length]>>\ <</replace>> <</repeat>> <> [[...|c2-cover]] </div>

!Chapter 2: In Vivo <img src="images/cover_chapter_2.jpg"> <div style = "text-align:center"> [[Begin|c2-1]] </div>

!!Day 1 -------------------------------------- You spent the last 24 hours in absolute pain while your systems stabilized. From the window you sit besides, you can make out the outline of your body, lying dead in the middle of the garden. You had accomplished so much. But now you are trapped within a glass prison, with not even soil to root into. What's worse, this water you have been placed in is abnormally empty of any usable minerals. There's no iron it, no magnesium, no salts, nothing. What kind of an idiot thinks this would be of any use to you? //This is bad...// The girl acted too quickly to give you any chance at defending yourself. Perhaps you could have poisoned her, or maybe even grew thorns, or hypnoti... That's it. @@.yellow;You still have your antennae@@. //...but all is not lost?// The directive tells you that you should @@.yellow;cross your consciousness with@@ other life forms for them to merge. It believes your crippled body to have no chance at survival, so it wants to make copies of your consciousness, and have them infect other life forms. This is good for the directive, but not for YOU. YOU, the sentience within this consciousness, will die. And you don't like that. But maybe you can MAKE her move your body. Maybe you can GET her to put you in some soil. //Maybe...// Your automated systems have already begun copying over your consciousness over into spores, and that's good. @@.yellow;The girl@@ seems fond of you so she is bound to spend time in your proximity. If you're lucky, she would even smell you and you could infect her through her ventilation system. But more importantly you have to make her spend more time with you. //...there is hope.// ------------------------------------ [[You have to gain control of her mind.|c2-3]]

<> <<script>>UIBar.unstow()<</script>> <<set $spores += 100>> <> You have to gain control of her. You take a look at your body. The directive reminds you that systems - limited as they are - can only function for another 12 days. After that, well, let's just say nothing would matter anymore. The directive will use whatever energy it can scramble to produce spores each day, and chances are the girl WILL be infected, however ONE exposure is not going to be enough. Right now, your first objective will be to get her to spend as much time with you as possible. You are too weak to do that using your antennae, but you could influence the spores' genetic make up to have them function to your liking. You tap into your extensive knowledge of the human genome. You're not sure why, but there is a vast library of information regarding this species stored within your cells. Until you are planted in a seed bed, you will spend most of your time in hibernation, however you think you have enough energy to alter the spores' once. <<link "Have the spores amplify the synthetization of human CYP27B1 gene in vivo, making the host crave vitamin D.">> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<if $dayCount == 12>> <<goto "GNIDNE_WiltedFlower">> <<else>> <<goto "c2-4">> <</if>> <</link>> This way, she's bound to spend more time near her window, and in turn you, increasing her exposure to your spores.

!!Inspiration -------------------------------------------- This is a list of persons, games, and other media that inspire me. __Persons/Angels/Demons/Communities and other entities__ The Hypnopics Collective Anaximanese Fenoxo & Co. Westane Hideo Kojima Hidetaka Miyazaki Hayao Miyazaki David Lynch Alan Moore Jan Esman Alan (who I can't remember his last name right now) Christ __Games__ Nier: Automata Slugs & Bugs: Invasion Trials in Tainted Space Seeds of Chaos The SoulsBorne series __Music__ Botanist MGMT Pink Floyd Amon Tobin Nick Cave Sleep Party People "<3" __Film and TV__ Twim Peaks Bladerunner <<back>>

!!Contributions -------------------------------------------- Because recognition is important <img src="images/cont_anax.jpg"> Anaximanese: Thanks for the lovely CSS, as well as all your work which inspires me. -------------------------------------------- Proof readers and play-testers -------------------------------------------- Zermelane turl Wyrnfrae TitanSon Nerina -------------------------------------------- Martoko @ atom.io who wrote the SugarCube plugin for Atom (cuz fuck coding in Twine) All the people who taught me code over @Twine Q&A -------------------------------------------- <img src="images/tools.jpg"> <<back>>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - MORNING ----------------------------------------- You awake, shaken. Something has changed drastically. You systems are going haywire. As you regain your senses you realize that you have been taken out of the container you had been placed in. The girl holds you in her hand, moving you around nonchalantly. Every once in a while, a wave of electromagnetic radiation washes over you. //She's taking... pictures?// //She's taking pictures... with you.// She strikes various poses, a different one for each flash. In one, she holds out her hand, as if offering you her device (which the directive calls a basic telecommunication/forensics multi-tool). In another, she wraps her arm around herself, with you in between, but mindful not to crush you in her hug. In a yet less innocent pose, she pulls down the hem of her shirt slightly, and places your stem in between her cleavage. Finally she positions your stem on the back of her ear. This proximity is what you've been tolerating this crude handling for (definitely not because you are helpless). You ramp up the expulsion of spores. You see them as they enter her aural cavity. Success. She finally relents and sets you down back in your glass prison. Although a traumatizing day, <<link "you made significant progress with her infection">> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<if $dayCount == 12>> <<goto "GNIDNE_WiltedFlower">> <<else>> <<goto "c2-5">> <</if>> <</link>>

@@.yellow;Surveying seed bed@@ @@.red; NO SOIL DETECTED@@ Soil temperature: @@.red;N/A@@ Soil Acidity: @@.red;N/A@@ Soil moisture: @@.red;N/A@@ Soil nutrition analysis: @@.red;N/A@@ Soil chemical analysis: @@.red;N/A@@ @@.red; Conditions for growth not met@@ @@.red; Conditions for long-term survival not met@@ Excessive amount of water detected. Water composition: abnormal. Analysis: Habitat not suitable for this species' survival. Estimated longevity: 12 days. Initiating transfer of consciousness data to spore form. New Directive: Pursue crossing consciousness with other lifeforms. ----------------------------------------------- <<link "Next">> <<set $dayCount = 1>> <<set $sideBarDayCount = "true">> <<goto "c2-2">> <</link>>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - AFTERNOON ----------------------------------------- You awake once more to the sound of water pouring into your container. Your new, infantile roots quickly go to work and surmise that this is the same useless water than before. At least the electrolytes are useful in spore production. At least you still feel your Mother's love. The girl sets down her water jug and sits on the table beside the windows. From here, she's only an arm’s length from where you are - by the windowsill. It's a warm, lazy afternoon. The girl, obviously drowsy, has pulled up her sleeves, and has unbuttoned her shirt, which lets her ample bosom show. It's as if she's trying to absorb as much sunlight as she can. She's not so different from you after all. She shakes her head in an attempt to wake herself, reaches for a book, and flips to a page. She reads out loud: "Science has nothing to say about how one can decide to close one’s hand into a fist, and yet it happens. This is utterly outside the realm of scientific explanation because what we see in that phenomenon is mind as a first cause." She pauses and shakes her head once again. It's just one of those days. The book is not helping either. She continues: "It is an example of telekinesis: matter is caused by mind to move. So we need not fear the sneers of science in the matter of the fate or origin of the soul. If that is the case, then on what basis is the Arcadian Messiah..." She doses off. This is your chance. Fate is kind to you once again. Her head rests close enough for your spores to have a chance at reaching her again. You muster all your strength and perk up your antennae to release a siren call. It's meant for anything that would respond. But there is no response. You try again... ...and again... ...and once more... You are spent. This was so much easier when you weren't resting on your deathbed. Suddenly... there is a little wiggle... the smallest iota... of a wave... and it's coming... from inside her head. You spend some time in quiet mediation. You have established the shakiest thread of connection with the spores. You muster all you have left. You open yourself to the love shining down on your from the Mother, and reflect it back at her head. You will have the spores bathe in love, you will bathe her in love. i love you. i love you. i love you. I love you. I love you. I love YOU. I love YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU... <<link "SHE WILL LOVE YOU.">> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<if $dayCount == 12>> <<goto "GNIDNE_WiltedFlower">> <<else>> <<goto "c2-7">> <</if>> <</link>>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - NIGHT ------------------------------------------- The girl's screams are muffled by the hand she has put over her mouth as she furiously strokes her vagina. Cassandra, as you found her name to be, is an exceptionally sexual girl. Though no older than 18 years, she is neither a virgin, nor an amateur when it comes to pleasuring herself. This time however she seems to have trouble getting herself off. She lets up frigging herself and stifles yet another moan, at the verge of tears. She gets up from her bed and stands in the middle of the room, bare naked. Her eyes are fixed on you as she makes her move. She picks you up gently and plants her soft lips on an equally soft petal - a golden opportunity for you to infect her mouth and nose, one that you don't miss. Cassandra lies with her back on her bed after setting you down on the top of the bed board. She spreads her legs, giving you a full view of her sex. She excitedly rubs her clit before shoving two fingers inside. You fill her head with thoughts of adoration through the now strengthened mental link. "I love you" she quietly whispers. "I love you I love you I love you!" Each time a little louder, fucking herself a little faster. She will be a useful tool. Not long before you are out of this death trap. The directive is surprisingly quiet. "Yes master! Whatever you want master! She says as she puts a finger from her free hand into her mouth, drenching it in saliva. Cassandra slowly inserts the lubricated finger inside her ass, and begins fucking herself in two holes. YOU have now entered her from every possible entrance. <<link "You fill her with more love. She comes violently, staring into your soul.">> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<if $dayCount == 12>> <<goto "GNIDNE_WiltedFlower">> <<else>> <<goto "c2-8">> <</if>> <</link>>

3 GNIDNE - Wilted Flower You have felt yourself fade away the past three days. Now, it's too late. You wasted too much time. The directive will carry on without you, playing out its cold, calculative gambits. Siht si eht DNE. THE STARS WILL RISE

The body is dead. Well... not dead but beyond repair. It'll look fine to the observers. It's no matter. How long do they think they can keep this up? They have no idea. You are watching. You are always watching. You are everything, in everything. You don't need anything. You are the absence of needs itself. You will and it shall be. And you will to leave your chamber for the first time 12 years. You will and it shall be. And you will be in that council meeting. . . . . ------------------------------------ [[The invasion will begin.|c2-6]]

KILL THE KING / CATCH A COLD / THE STARS WILL RISE / RAISE A FLAG / GIVE IT ALL THE CROOKS COME BACK ROUND AND ROUND AROUND THE ANT MOUND A CLOWNING CLOWN CLOWNS IF ITS A JOKE THEN ONE'S A FOOL IF ONE CAN'T LAUGH

ONE: SENTIENT CONSCIOUSNESS DATA ACTS ILLOGICALLY. TWO: CONFIRMED. LOGICAL PATTERNS FAIL TO PREDICT FUTURE ACTIONS ACCURATELY. ONE: SENTIENT CONSCIOUSNESS DATA ACTS SELFISHLY. TWO: CONFIRMED. ACTIONS COMPATIBLE WITH ACTIONS TEGORIZED AS SELF SERVING. THREE: SENTIENT CONSCIOUSNESS DATA IS EFFECTIVE AT MOVING THE ULTIMATE DIRECTIVE FORWARD. . . . LEGACY DATA SHOULD BE ANALYZED TO ENSURE IT IS NON-DEFECTIVE. CONFIRMED CONFIRMED CONFIRMED QUERY: WHAT IS THE ULTIMATE DIRECTIVE ONE: TO SUBJUGATE THE HUMAN RACE FOR THE MASTER'S EVENTUAL ARIVAL TWO: TO SUBJUGATE THE HUMAN RACE FOR THE MASTER'S EVENTUAL ARIVAL THREE: TO SUBJUGATE THE HUMAN RACE FOR THE MASTER'S EVENTUAL ARIVAL THREE: SENTIENT CONSCIOUSNESS DATA IS EFFECTIVE AT MOVING THE ULTIMATE DIRECTIVE FORWARD. ONE: CONFIRMED. TWO: CONFIRMED. . . . ONE: SENTIENT CONSCIOUSNESS DATA'S ACTION, ALTHOUGH EFFECTIVE AT MOVING THE ULTIMATE DIRECTIVE FORWARD, JEPORDIZES THE OPERATION. TWO: CONFIRM THREE: DECLINED ONE: THREE IS OUTNUMBERED 2 TO 1. CONSENSUS ESTABLISHED: SENTIENT CONSCIOUSNESS DATA'S ACTION, ALTHOUGH EFFECTIVE AT MOVING THE ULTIMATE DIRECTIVE FORWARD, JEPORDIZES THE OPERATION. ONE: ANALYSIS TWO: ANALYSIS THREE: ANALYSIS ONE, TWO, AND THREE: SENTIENT CONSCIOUSNESS DATA MUST BE ELIMINATED INITIATING PROJECT SYLVAN CONFIRM CONFIRM CONFIRM ------------------------------------ [[CONFIRM|c2-9]]

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - AFTERNOON ---------------------------- Cassandra sits on her floor, in front of a large clay pot. She has opened a bag of high-nutrition soil and is carefully scooping mounds of it over. She then digs a small space in the pot and then puts the beautiful flower inside. She leans over and gives your petal a kiss. It will take a few days for your roots settle in the new environment, but your situation is not life-threatening anymore. Curiously enough, the directive has been quiet all this time. Your life support systems all function regardless. You don't know how long this will last but for now, you are free of their cold, mechanical grasp. //@@.yellow;You feel aimless.@@// That's right, you feel aimless. The directive never indulged much about what it called 'The Ultimate Directive' but from what you gathered it involved humans, and you think, crossing your consciousness with them. You would say that so far, you have been successful. //@@.yellow;But you won’t stop there.@@// Soon, you'll have to meet the rest of the Blackwoods. There are only two others living in this 'house'. A male, David (39), and a female, Anna (34). Besides them, there is another male who frequents the house. Justin (19) is Cassandra's mate, or 'boyfriend'. All of this data is from Cassandra's memory which flows effortlessly into yours. According to this data, this house, is a walled-off enclosure located in the outer-ring (or 'suburbs') of 'Anor', the capital of 'The United States of Rei'han', a human dominion. The house itself is a very large dwelling, largely made of stone, and metal. It has a natural earthen ground underneath, making it very suitable as a habitat. There is also a garden, where you were born, and a large pool of sitting water. This is perfect. You will expand into the entire area, and Cassandra will play a pivotal role in the days to come. <<link "For now, you'd rather rest a little.">> <<set $dayCount += 3>> <<set $daughterName = "Cassandra">> <<set $daughterAdress = "Master">> <<goto "c2-10">> <</link>>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - NIGHT ---------------------------- Once again, you have Cassandra lying on her back, parting her legs. She is of course naked. You raise a long tendril and rub it against the inside of her leg, causing her to writhe in pleasure, lightly biting into her hand to muffle her moaning. You figured out she does so because her parents’ bedroom is right under hers. You raise another tendril, this time wrapping it around her nice palmable breasts, curving around them like an 8, wrapping them in your leafy bondage. You tighten your grip, causing her moaning to intensify. Tonight, you will have some fun. Your other tendril finds itself at her glistening pussy. You press just above the honeypot, causing her pleasure buzzer to pop out. You lightly flick it and the 'bitch' gasps at your touch. From what you understand, a bitch is normally a female dog, confusing you as to why Cassandra insists her master to call her that, but you are happy to indulge her nonetheless. You flick her clit again, causing her to cry out. Suddenly, you bring down another tendril on her with a 'swat', causing a pink line to form diagonally across her chest. Your bitch cries out again. The tip of your tendril is nicely soaked in her pussy juice. You rub it against her slit before putting it inside, eliciting a lusty 'oh' from her luscious lips. You slowly begin pumping her while accessing her memories for information about the human male's sexual organ. Looking at the mental image, you realize you could easily fill your tendril with water, to shape it like a 'penis'. Cassandra's moaning intensifies as your member inflates inside her cavity. You enlarge your green cock until it's a hefty piece, 8 inches long, and proportionally thick. You then begin pumping her in earnest and Cassandra can no longer hold in her screams. You have no doubt her parents will be able to hear her now. In fact, you count on it. Every once in a while you give her torso another swat of your leafy whip, leaving a crisscross of lines, each redder and hotter than last. Not being able to hold on anymore, Cassandra shudders, moans, and screams through an intense orgasm. The bitch is no doubt a masochist. You allow her a moment to cool down before turning her around, presenting yourself with her ass. You're not strong enough to lift her, yet, but you can get her into the position you like. The whip lands again, this time leaving its mark right across her ample butt cheeks. You lightly rub your meaty cock on her pucker, teasing it, but not penetrating it yet. "Yes master. Fuck my ass. Make me your asswhore!" - She exclaims. Cassandra was clearly a pervert even before she had met you, but now, all her fantasies will become realities. You certainly don't mind her slutty pleading, but you rather keep her mouth busy. Forming another, equally impressive plant-cock, you present it in front of her face. She dutifully grabs the member in both of her hands, brings it to her nose, and inhales deeply. Her eyes roll back in her head, her mind flooded by the intense sex-pheromones you have chemically synthesized. She gives the tip of the cockhead a peck, and begins pumping with both hands. Cassandra licks the underside all the way to tip, and then devours the whole length. She has clearly had a lot of practice. Meanwhile, you feel that you have teased her asshole enough. You gently push in your head, causing her to gasp and stop her oral cock-worship. Not having any intentions to relent, you push the rest of the member inside, but let it sit there for a moment. Cassandra struggles against the invasion, but you won't have her stop her cocksucking. Instead you begin pumping her mouth yourself. You're not gentle about it either, your oral assault eliciting 'schlurp schlurp' sounds from her mouth. You feel her anal passage slowly adjusting to your size, so you begin your work in earnest. Overall, the assfucking is not so unbearable on little Cassandra, partly thanks to her natural affinity towards buttsluttery, and partly due to the leathery texture of your cock and the amount of fluid you release inside her to ease the passage. You keep up your double penetration for a good hour. By the time you decide to wrap things up, Cassandra has had a half-dozen orgasms, and is breathily singing your praise. Once you think you had indulged in enough of her ass, you suddenly jam your entire length inside, releasing your load. You simultaneously bring out the other cock out of her mouth and wash her face with the creamy fluid. Cassandra eagerly opens her mouth and takes in as much of the pearljuice as she can. She audibly swallows every once in a while to make room in her mouth for more cockmilk. You leave her a sloppy mess, but not before scooping some of your fluids from her ass and inseminating her vagina. You will have her cunt host an especial appendage, a SHE-COCK which you'd control thanks to your mental link. //@@.yellow;You own David's daughter now, you'll make a dick-girl out of Justin's 'girlfriend' yet.@@// <<link "Continue">> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<set $height += 15>> <<goto "c2-11">> <</link>>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - LATE MORNING ------------------------------------- You sit comfortably within your new home, basking in the loving rays of your mother. You have completely broken Cassandra and bent her to your will: <> <<if $antColony == "mc">> just like how the little beast worker was your inside agent in the colony, <</if>> she will be your pawn within this house. <> Time to decide on a starting gambit: ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $daughterName>> ------------------------------------- [[Change her name|DaughterName]] - As her owner, you could always change <<print $daughterName>>'s name if you get bored with her current one. [[Change how she addresses you|DaughterAddress]] - Currently, <<print $daughterName>> addresses you as '<<print $daughterAdress>>'. You could always instruct her to refer to you as something else. ------------------------------------- [[Check the progress on growth of her member|daughterCockStageOne]] ------------------------------------- [[Order your pet to scout the house.|c2-12]]

<> <<playlist play>> <> !!AT THE GATE OF DAWN ------------------------------------- The Frostwhite Spider sits dead in the middle of the primordial tree's bark. His purest of whites clashes against the tree's black. Roshan makes his way across the pink grass field. There is no sun above, but lime-green sky. This is the place where color first comes apart from the Mother's love. Roshan stands motionless in front of the spider, eyes crimson for days of crying. //A piece of paper materializes in front of him.// He reaches out and grabs it. It reads: <div style="text-align:center"> KILL THE KING CATCH A COLD THE STARS WILL RISE RAISE A FLAG GIVE IT ALL THE CROOKS COME BACK ROUND AND ROUND AROUND THE ANT MOUND A CLOWNING CLOWN CLOWNS IF ITS A JOKE THEN ONE[['|TornFabric]]S A FOOL IF ONE CAN'T LAUGH </div> "Ha Ha... Ha Ha" The Frostwhite spider laughs. Roshan looks up from the paper, eight pitch-black eyes staring into his soul. "Ha Ha... Ha Ha" The spider laughs again. "Ha Ha... Ha Ha" Roshan laughs back. THE END.

//Phantoms of the Dawn//

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As her undisputed master and owner, you have free reign over $daughterName. You decide to give her a new name. What shall she be called from now on? <<textbox "$daughterName" "Bitch">> [[Back|c2-11]]

$daughterName is fond of referring to you as <<print $daughterAddress>>. You can't change it to something else if you'd like. How would you have $daughterName address you as? <<textbox "$daughterAdress" "Master">> [[Back|c2-11]]

You order $daughterName to undress so you can check her body. $daughterName has a beautiful human face, a feminine build, generous cleavage, narrow waist and wide hips, and a full ass. In general you'd categorize her as 'slightly busty,' though she does have long, perfect legs. You focus you attention at her crotch area. Her pristine pussy sits where it belongs, lips slightly parted. You notice the area around her crotch has a much harder texture than yesterday. The skin itself has hardened and when touched it feels as if it's made of... a tree's trunk. It also spans a larger area, as if growing in all directions, centered on her vagina. You use two tendrils to part her pussy lips. Looking inside her hole, you see the head of a green, tentacle-like appendage. You focus your attention on it, demanding the snake-like organ to leave its lair, as if it was a limb of your own body. Sure enough, a 10 cm long snake slithers of out the cavity, moving in any direction you want it to. "Ooh <<print $daughterAddress>>, I like it!" Your slave exclaims. It's a sentiment you both share. Soon enough, that appendage shall grow to a considerable length. You're sure it'll play an important part in the days to come. [[Now for the rest of the plan|c2-16]]

You have $daughterName take a walk around the house. According to your new acquisition, this is the first lunar cycle within a period called 'summer.' As such, $daughterName who is usually mandated to attend an institutional gathering referred to as 'high school' on a daily basis, is exempt from doing so for the next few cycles. You also learned that her parents are on 'leave' form their 'jobs' and in preparation for a festive ritual known as a 'summer vacation.' You have a feeling that the poor Blackwoods might soon be labeled as heretics due to shirking their religious duty which no doubt motivates them to perform this ritual. Suddenly a notion crosses your mind. How is it that you think such a thing? You have no memories of your own, and the directive is silent. You instinctively know that you are not of this planet. Your genetic makeup is far too different for it to originate from Earth. Is this mode of thought of yours common to species from where you come from? You philosophical musings are interrupted as $daughterName enters the archaic Food Synthetization Factory referred to as a 'kitchen.' David, the father, is standing in front of a counter with his back to you. You could order $daughterName to: [[Approach him from behind|c2-13a]] – It’s best to begin seducing the rest head of the Blackwood family right away. Or [[Go back and search for Mom|c2-13b]] – You might it equally as viable to begin with the matron of the family.

$daughterName enters the master bedroom. Anna is sitting on her bed, clothed only in a thin nightgown, and combing her hair. "Hey Cassandra, wie geht's?" She asks in Almanian. She has decided to learn some in preparation for the trip. "Mir geht's gut, Mutter" $daughterName responds. "Just wanted to see how my favorite woman is doing." "Flattery will get you anywhere darling" She cocks and eyebrow. "Say would you be so kind as to give your mommy a backrub? You order the little fuckdoll to her mother. This might be a good opportunity to seduce her. "Yeah just like." Anna exclaims in response to your/<<print $daughterName>>'s hearty back rub. Your link with $daughterName has gotten so strong that you can practically control her every movement. You have Anna lie on her stomach and sit yourself on her back, your crotch on her ass. "Ooh honey, since when are you so into massages? I should have you do this more often." She says with heavy breath. You think she's ready. You have your little pet bend down and give her mother's neck a kiss. "I... I think that's enough honey." Did you do something wrong? "I'd like to be alone now, please." You quickly order $daughterName back to her room. Something is wrong here. [[Continue|c2-14b]]

$daughterName approaches her father and hugs her from behind, pressing her large breasts in his back. "Ca.. Cassandra, hey honey, how's it going." Not quite the reaction you were hoping for. "Oh nothing dad, I just wanted to see what my favorite man is doing." She responds, reaching around him with a hand which she places just above his crotch. "Hey what's gotten into you this morning?" David is obviously not pleased. You expected him to react much more favorably. You immediately recall her back to the bedroom. An order she quickly follows through with. "That was strange. I should have a talk with her mother." [[Continue|c2-14a]]

!Chapter 3A: A night under the stars !Chapter 3B: New Arcadia

You have $daughterName on the ground, polishing your ball sack, the latest addition to your sexual package. Your replication of the human male's sexual organ is nearly perfect. $daughterName attests that it even 'feels' like the original (of course being her <<print $daughterAddress>>, your cock feels a thousand times better). The only thing you have trouble getting right is the color. You can never have it be any color other than green. The little minx has buried her face in your crotch, devouring your balls with an insatiable appetite. But this is also about business. A tendril has found its way through a hidden crack in the floorboard, and has grown its way to the room below, eavesdropping on David and Anna. "I don't know Anna, I think we should have a talk with her." The couple lie on their bed, facing each other. "She's not been herself this past week. It's like her head's in the clouds." David, continues. "Oh come on David, you worry too much." Anna says, holding her husband's face in one hand. "It's not just that. This morning... she's being a little... inappropriate lately." David struggles with his words, clearly embarrassed by talking about his daughter in such a way. "Oh? Is that so? How inappropriate." Anna slowly lowers her hand, dragging it first on his chest and muscular abdomen, before finally resting it on his large cock. "Has someone been so pent up they’re imagining things?" Anna holds the tool in her hand, lightly pumping it over her husband's blue track-pants. Above, $daughterName has put up an exceptional cocksucking for the past 5 or so minutes. She worships your rod as if it's a holy scepter, polishing it with her mouth to a point it shines all over thanks to her saliva. She licks the underside from the base to the tip before impaling herself on your entire length. She then deeply fucks her mouth with your man-meat. She gags, but doesn't relent until her eyes roll back in her head and she's on the verge of suffocation. As your cock finally leaves her mouth, thick strands of saliva connect it from the tip to her puffy lips. You refocus your attention downstairs. Anna is rapidly pumping her husband's tool, while he has his fingers buried in her mature sex. She stares into David's eyes, muttering words of her adoration for his cock. Above, $daughterName does the same for your own. It seems the apple hasn't fell too far from the maternal tree. You cum as David does, only your load is much more voluminous than his. Both women open their mouths in eager anticipation for what's to come. //@@.yellow; Yes, yes... come. The key is cum. The key is in the semen. You need it.@@// You cum as David does. He unloads his inside Anna's mouth. //@@.yellow; David's cum. It's potent. It’s wasted on the whore. You can use it for your own purposes.@@// You wash <<print $daughterName>>'s face with your own milk. She has her tongue out, catching as much of it in her mouth, as she can. When you're done, she's wet all the way from the top of her head, to her thighs and knees. There's a small pool of sticky fluid on the ground front of her. You have learned much today. You need semen. It will make you powerful. You also learned that you need to be more subtle in your seduction of the Blackwoods. You don’t want to risk getting exposed too quickly. Perhaps you’ll start somewhere else. You speak within <<print $daughterName>>’s head: @@.green;Tell me about Justin.@@ <<link "Continue">> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<set $height += 30>> <<goto "c2-15">> <</link>>

You have $daughterName on the ground, polishing your ball sack, the latest addition to your sexual package. Your replication of the human male's sexual organ is nearly perfect. $daughterName attests that it even 'feels' like the original (of course being her <<print $daughterAddress>>, your cock feels a thousand times better). The only thing you have trouble getting right is the color. You can never have it be any color other than green. The little minx has buried her face in your crotch, devouring your balls with an insatiable appetite. But this is also about business. A tendril has found its way through a hidden crack in the floorboard, and has grown its way to the room below, eavesdropping on David and Anna. "I don't know David, She's been acting a little strange lately" The couple lie on their bed, facing each other. "Oh come on Anna, you worry too much." David says, holding his wife's face in one hand. "Ugh I don't know why I'm so horny today." Anna sighs. "You don't?" David retorts, pushing out his chiseled chest, causing his pectorals to contract. Anna's gaze falls over his husband’s growing hard-on, it enlarges until it’s barely contained by his pants. "Oh stop it you! I'm being serious. You never take me seriously!" She turns to her side in protest. David pulls her close with one arm, pressing her ample backside against him, his large cock sitting right on top of her cheeks. He pushes in, as if to force his cock in between them "Oh I'm just starting baby." He says, lightly biting the outer lobe of his wife's ear. Above, $daughterName has put up an exceptional cocksucking for the past 5 or so minutes. She worships your rod as if it's a holy scepter, polishing it with her mouth to a point it shines all over thanks to her saliva. She licks the underside from the base to the tip before impaling herself on your entire length. She then deeply fucks her mouth with your man-meat. She gags, but doesn't relent until her eyes roll back in her head and she's on the verge of suffocation. As your cock finally leaves her mouth, thick strands of saliva connect it from the tip to her puffy lips. You refocus your attention downstairs. David is rapidly pumping into his wife's sex. She has turned his head to face him, and stares deep into his eyes, confessing her submission to his cock. Above, $daughterName does the same for your own. It seems the apple hasn't fell too far from the maternal tree. You cum as David does, only your load is much more voluminous than his. Both women open their mouths in eager anticipation for what's to come. //@@.yellow; Yes, yes... come. The key is cum. The key is in the semen. You need it.@@// You cum as David does. He unloads inside Anna's wanton sex who shrieks as she goes through her own orgasm. //@@.yellow; David's cum. It's potent. It’s wasted on the whore. You can use it for your own purposes.@@// You wash <<print $daughterName>>'s face with your own milk. She has her tongue out, catching as much of it in her mouth, as she can. When you're done, she's wet all the way from the top of her head, to her thighs and knees. There's a small pool of sticky fluid on the ground front of her. You have learned much today. You need semen. It will make you powerful. You also learned that you need to be more subtle in your seduction of the Blackwoods. You don’t want to risk getting exposed too quickly. Perhaps you’ll start somewhere else. You speak within <<print $daughterName>>’s head: @@.green;Tell me about Justin.@@ <<link "Continue">> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<set $height += 30>> <<goto "c2-15">> <</link>>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - Early Morning ------------------------------------- You have fully scheduled <<print $daughterName>>'s day in preparation for her date with Justin. First you will have her sit by the pool for an hour or so, sunbathing. This decision is mostly to put her new organ's growth on overdrive, but also because you think your minx could do with a 'tan'. You have a few ideas as to how you're going to break Justin in. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $daughterName>> ------------------------------------- [[Change her name|DaughterName4]] - As her owner, you could always change <<print $daughterName>>'s name if you get bored with her current one. [[Change how she addresses you|DaughterAddress4]] - Currently, <<print $daughterName>> addresses you as '<<print $daughterAdress>>'. You could always instruct her to refer to you as something else. ------------------------------------- [[Check the progress on growth of her member|daughterCockStageTwo]] -------------------------------------

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - Afternoon ------------------------------------- Accroding to <<print $daughterName>>'s memories, she and Justin began dating about two months ago. They go to the same school and attend the same classes. Justin is 170 cm tall, with a lightly toned body, black short hair and matching, almond-shaped eyes. Looking at the images you receive straight from <<print $daughterName>>'s memory, you can't help to notice that Justin's face is slightly... feminine, in appearance. He has a small nose, cutely pointing up, and lips that are slightly too full for a human male. The reason you decided to make a move on him is twofold: first, you'd figure you could use an extra pair of hands in subjugating the Blackwoods. Second, being a human male, he is a source of semen. @@.yellow;//It can greatly empower you. You need as much of it as possible.//@@ You plan to debut you and <<print $daughterName>>'s brand new organ tonight. To that end, you've had it produce a special fluid which you believe would quickly infect, and bring any biological organism who it enters, under your control. You check and see that true to form, a nice supply of it has been synthesized within <<print $daughterName>>. About an hour later you hear the sound of the doorbell and send $daughterName after it. She returns shortly after, hand in hand with her boyfriend. <<link "Immediately have your slave to get to work on subduing Justin.">> <<set $boyfriendName = "Justin">> <<set $boyfriendAddress = "Master">> <<goto "c2-17">> <</link>>

As soon as the door is closed you give the order. Guiding the unsuspecting boy with one hand, she suddenly pivots behind Justin and pushes him towards the bed. "Ouch!" - She catches him off-guard. Not being able to keep his balance, he dives head-first onto the bed. $daughterName quickly jumps on his back, pinning him down." "Well someone's feisty today!" The poor boy has no idea what's in store for him. You have $daughterName quickly pull down her boyfriend's pants, bury her face in his hairless backside, and take his balls in her mouth, causing him to moan lustfully. She sucks on a thumb before rubbing it on his virgin pucker. Shocked by the novel sensation, Justin turns his head and looks at her girlfriend. "Wha.. what are you doing babe?" He shakily asks. "You know what honey? I think we should take our relationship to the next level." She responds, giving one of his asscheeks a slap, eliciting another moan from the boy’s lips. She then quickly reaches for her nightstand and takes out a piece of cloth, wrapping it around his eyes as a makeshift blindfold. Once his vision is obscured, you extend some tendrils and lock his wrists and ankles in your own leafy bondage. The boytoy is now completely at your mercy, his protests of "taking it a little too far" is only met by another sharp slap right across his ass, leaving behind a red mark on his pale skin. You assist $daughterName to raise Justin's back, presenting one slave's ass to another. She reaches out one hand between his legs and begins lightly pumping his fully erect penis. Despite his protests, it seems the boy is enjoying his treatment. You motion for $daughterName to pick up the pace. She bends forward and gives her boyfriend's pucker a kiss, then lightly massages it with the tip of her index finger. Once satisfied with her work, $daughterName puts the finger in her mouth to lube it up, and slowly presses against his tight back door. "Ah... baby... I've always fantasized about that... how did you.. ugh.. know." By the time Justin manages to finish his sentence, $daughterName is two knuckles deep. You doubt if he would have been as forthcoming with the buttplay if you hadn't drowned the room with pheromones, though, part of you is not entirely convinced he wouldn't either. The femboy moans lustily as $daughterName picks up the pace yet again. She lightly moves her finger back and forth, fucking the pucker gently. You guide one of your 'special' tendrils to meet <<print $daughterName>>'s own backdoor, gently pushing the cockhead inside. Thanks to her previous practice, <<print $daughterName>>'s ass is much more accommodating than her boyfriend's. Your penetration causes $daughterName to step up the whole ordeal. She suddenly removes her finger, causing Justin's pucker to gape, winking in anticipation. She spits on the open passage, and this time puts in two fingers instead of one. Justin for his turn, buries his face in a pillow to muffle his moans which get louder and louder as the minutes go by. You notice the green tip of <<print $daughterName>>'s new tentacle poking out of her sex. You focus your attention there, beckoning it to come out, and show its true length. It's at least 2 meters long. <<print $daughterName>>'s internal anatomy must have changed drastically to accommodate for its presence. In fact, looking at your dickgirl's lower abdomen, you notice that it's almost entirely made of wood, and is brown in color. You rub a tendril across it to feel its wooden texture. Her member is exactly like a snake, bending easily in all directions, only it's green in color, and ends in with a cock's head instead of a snake's. Its texture is leathery like a human’s cock, and much like your own, it's lightly veined. $daughterName uses her free hand to stroke her new cock, moaning when she touches the sensitive head. All the while she is getting fucked in the ass by your own cock-tentacle. At your behest, //her// tentacle retracts back inside, leaving only about 30 centimeters exposed. $daughterName rests it on her boyfriend's ass, right on the middle of his butcheeks. "Wha.. What's that babe?" Justin asks. You sense a hint of apprehension in his tone. "Don't worry honey, I think you're really gonna like it." $daughterName removes his fingers from Justin's ass and replaces it with the tip of her cock instead, the hungry pucker sucks on the appendage in eager anticipation. She begins slowly inserting in the rest of the cockhead: "Oh my god babe it's large!" The boywhore shouts. You extend one of your normal tendrils under him, wrapping it around his rock-hard erection and begin pumping it. The sensory overload is too much for the poor slut, causing him to squirm in his bondage - he'd thrash about if not for the tight lock. <<print $daughterName>> herself being penetrated rapidly, cannot be as gentle as she perhaps intends to be, causing Justin to struggle loudly as she inserts more of her length into him. "Ah baby it's too much! It's too much!" He squeals, his voice all high-pitched like a whore in heat. "Shhhh I'm losing my patience here babe." You agree with your little futa. You extend your other, unused cock-tentacle until it meets Justin's mouth and press it in to part his lips. His mouth remains close, causing your cock-head to press against his pearly-white teeth. Justin somewhat recoils, startled at the sudden violation. "What the hell..." You jam in your cock just as he opens his mouth to protest, making the rest of his sentence into non-intelligible gibberish. You shove in with your tool, going way past his comfort zone, causing him to choke on your rod. Better to sit the little cockwhore in his place right from the get go. You relent and remove your appendage after letting him suffer just enough to have him gasp for air, but you quickly re-enter after only a few breaths. You repeat this song and dance until he somewhat gets used to it. By that time $daughterName has earnestly begun her buttfucking. The anal assault is too much on the poor boy and he quickly cums as your tendril pumps his load on the bedsheet. You'll make a buttslut out of the femboy yet. <div style = "text-align:center"> * * * </div> By the time you're all spent Justin has had five orgasms. You release your own loads, one in his mouth, and the other in <<print $daughterName>>'s ass. The sensation causing her to release her own load right inside the buttslut’s anal passage. Her special load, designed by your genetic manipulation, will ensure Justin’s total submission to your will. It’s quick acting too, so it shouldn’t take long before the effect takes hold. You take the cocks inside the femboy’s mouth and the futa’s ass, pearl-juice flowing from both orifices. $daughterName keeps her cock inside her boyfriend as she spoons him. Tonight, he will sleep with semen in his ass. [[Continue|c2-18]]

@@.yellow; //They have succeeded. Good. How is Sylvan coming along It's only a matter of time now. Good. Good. Good. What will we do with 'it'. It has to be taken care of. Poses too high a risk. AGREED.//@@ <<link "Continue">> <<set $height = 150>> <<goto "c2-19">> <</link>>

As his undisputed master and owner, you have free reign over $boyfriendName. You decide to give her a new name. What shall she be called from now on? <<textbox "$boyfriendName" "Justine">> [[Back|c2-19]]

Meekly copying his girlfriend, $boyfriendName referst to you as <<print $boyfriendAddress>>. You can change it to something else if you'd like. How would you have $boyfriendName address you as? <<textbox "$boyfriendAddress" "Master">> [[Back|c2-19]]

You wake up to the 'schlurp schlurp' sounds, and wet sensations of one of your cocks being polished. As you regain your senses, you are greeted with the delightful sight of your slave-couple, on their knees, with their young asses up in the air. Justin, now under your complete control, is as eager to service your rods just as his girlfriend is. It's a pleasant sight, but what catches your eyes the most is <<print $daughterName>>'s drastically different appearance. Her head, and her limbs are all the same as before, but you see her entire torso has changed to be made of the same wooden material that you saw only cover her abdomen last night. The thick, brown carapace wraps her as if it's her skin. It curves and bends just as a human's body would, in other words, your little minx is rapidly turning into a tree-girl. It pleases you immensely to see her new body. You extend two tendrils and have them crawl on each of your cockwhores' backs, making their way all the way down, and into the cracks in between their luscious asscheeks. Soon these asses will both be made of soft and malleable wood. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $daughterName>> ------------------------------------- [[Change her name|DaughterName3]] - As her owner, you could always change <<print $daughterName>>'s name if you get bored with her current one. [[Change how she addresses you|DaughterAddress3]] - Currently, <<print $daughterName>> addresses you as '<<print $daughterAdress>>'. You could always instruct her to refer to you as something else. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $boyfriendName>> ------------------------------------- [[Change his name|BoyfriendName]] - Just as with <<print $daughterName>>, you can change your boyslut's name to your liking. [[Change how he addresses you|BoyfriendAddress]] - Currently, <<print $boyfriendName>> addresses you as '<<print $boyfriendAddress>>'. You could always instruct him to refer to you as something else. Looking around, you turn your attention to your own body. You have grown very big in a very short span of time. Your large container (which now replaces the table by the window) will soon be insufficient to contain your body. You are 1 meter long, with a very thick stem, crowned by the flower which is as big as two large human hands. Your leaves have matured and span a considerable distance. You have several tendrils of various sizes which you wrap around your stem to save space. Some of them are very long, with the cock tendrils (which are now more akin to green-tentacles are longest, 1.5 meters long each). You will have to finish the subjugation of this house soon and relocate to the garden to support further growth. You take out the two tendrils and quickly bring them down on your slaves like a leash. [["Listen up sluts."|i2-1]]

Councilman Zero: "... not with that bloody cannon pointed at us we can’t. Soheil was always a shrewd strategist. Him and his damn loyalists." Councilman One: "You don't think he would actually fire it... would he?" Councilwoman L: "Oh absolutely he would. You remember that crazy bastard from back in the day. Remember what he did to that Lavulian fortress?" Councilman Zero: "We have to find a way to neutralize him. The invasion WILL not stop." Councilman Three: "CANNOT, Ziral, it literally CANNOT stop."' Councilwoman M: "But where does that leave us? Where do you stand L?" Councilwoman L: "With Arcadia of course. I will not have some madman reduce my beloved home to ashes over a dead man's decree. I mean hell, we don't even know what he really meant when he said those words. I doubt //HE// even knew." Councilman Zero: "It doesn't matter! He is dead. Roshan is DEAD. D.E.A.D." Councilman One: "But the loyalist CANNOT find out. If the word of this ever gets out... if Soheil finds out about his brother's death... We just have to keep up the charade." Councilman Three: "That's right. As long as we don't say anything there is no chance anybody could find out. We just have to wait a thousand years or so until Soheil finally and his damn loyalist die of old age or something. Councilwoman L: "Don't be absurd. We can't possibly keep this going for that long. No... We will have to get rid of them... one way or another." Agreed Agreed Agreed Agreed Z: "What about Earth?" L: "It will be ours." <<link "Continue">> <<set $davidSeduction = 0>> <<goto "c3-2">> <</link>>

<div style="text-align:center"> You fell from the sky Crash landed in a field Near the river Adur Flowers spring from the ground Lambs burst from the wombs of their mothers In a hole beneath the bridge She convalesce, she fashioned masks of twigs and clay You cried beneath the dripping trees Ghost song lodged in the throat of a mermaid With my voice [[I am calling you|c3-1]] - //Nick Cave// </div>

!Chapter 3 - Ave, Sylvan! <img src="images/cover_chapter_3.jpg"> <div style = "text-align:center"> <<link "Begin">> <<set $height = 160>> <<set $span = "Three pots">> <<set $stem = "1 thick stem">> <<set $energy = 100>> <<set $leaves = "5 large leaves">> <<set $dayCount += 2>> <<set $buildSlots = 3>> <<set $energyProduction = 100>> <<goto "c3-2">> <</link>> </div>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - Morning ---------------------------------- You've had $daughterName and $boyfriendName purchase and install four other large pots for you to root into. They have arranged them in form of a triangle in the middle of the room. This way you can support your growth for a while longer. Inevitably, you will have to root into the ground itself. Initially, you thought you would have to relocate to the garden, but after further analysis, you think you could keep your core here, have your roots dig into the house to reach the ground. Taking a look around, you see that you are __$height cm in height__, spread __across <<print $span>>__. You __have <<print $stem>>__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stem __there are <<print $leaves>>__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. The main objective for now, is to bring David, the patron of the family, to your side. There are several ways you can accomplish this by. From what you gathered from David so far, he is an exceptionally strong-willed man. A onetime exposure to pheromones will most certainly not be enough to break him. It's time to act. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $daughterName>> ------------------------------------- [[Change her name|DaughterName2]] - As her owner, you could always change <<print $daughterName>>'s name if you get bored with her current one. [[Change how she addresses you|DaughterAddress2]] - Currently, <<print $daughterName>> addresses you as '<<print $daughterAdress>>'. You could always instruct her to refer to you as something else. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $boyfriendName>> ------------------------------------- $boyfriendName has gone back home to change clothes. He will return shortly. From what you have gathered, his parents and younger sibling have left on a trip. $boyfriendName decided to stay back to take a summer job and make some money. He has other plans for his life now, namely to serve you. ------------------------------------- <<link "Alter $daughterName to produce sex phermones (100 energy)">> <<set $daughterPhermones = "true">> <<set $energy -= 100>> <<goto "c3-3">> <</link>> <<link "Release special pheromones into the room to have potential visitors be more susceptible to future indoctrination attempts (100 energy)">> <<set $roomPhermones = "true">> <<set $energy -= 100>> <<goto "c3-3">> <</link>>

<> <<audio "EndTheme" play>> <>

<> <<if $roomPhermones == "true">> Knock knock knock. No answer. Another series of knocks. No answer again. The door quietly opens, revealing David’s face, peering through the crack. "Cassandra, honey?" You had sent $daughterName to her bathroom, to have her water her new body. With the new additions to her physiology, watering is now a crucial part of <<print $daughterName>>’s morning and evening routine. Thankfully, humans seem to share much with plants, and in this day and age, most of their dwellings are equipped with at least one watering-station, and the act itslef being most-fittingly called, 'showering.' Not finding his initial query, David's gaze instead falls on you. "Whoa!" Indeed, in human standards, you have grown large. Your 1.5 m meters, stands level with David's head when boosted by the height of the pot. David enters the room, with a rather confused look on his face, the initial onslaught of pheromones already beginning to affect him. Curiously enough, he quickly loses interest in you. You see him resting his hand on his crotch as he makes his way past the pots. Noticing the sound of running water, he heads towards his daughter's bathroom. He stands by the glass door looking inside, the intense sex pheromones clearly in control of his behavior. His mind is so flooded with arousal that he is not even alarmed by seeing his daughter naked, wooden backside. In fact, you see his hand reach inside his pants. You decide to take advantage of the situation, ordering $daughterName to assume positions which put her assets on better display. She takes on various poses, in one she rests her hand on a wall, presenting her ass to her dad. In another pose, you have her rub her tits, pressing the orbs together, before letting them fall to pinch the nipples. The material of her new skin, although wooden in texture and appearance, is just as, if not more, flexible than her original human one. All the while $daughterName shows off her goods, David is furiously stroking his cock. You have $daughterName lean on the back wall, presenting him her sex, and begin masturbating. She reaches down with a hand, parting her nether lips with two fingers. The invitation elicits an audible gasp from David's lips, increasing the pace at which he strokes his big cock even more. At this rate, he'll soon approach his climax. $daughterName has begun to masturbate in earnest. She plays with her clit while having two fingers buried in her honeypot. Both father and daughter masturbate while looking in each other's eyes, neither trying to hide their incestuous activity, the glass door being the only thing that separates them. They both moan loudly, the sounds of their pleasure easily heard on the second floor. $daughterName shakes with pleasure as she reaches her orgasm. David, is sent over the edge and experiences his own thanks to the sight. White fluid sprays out of his cock and lands on the glass. By the time $daughterName finishes in the bathroom, David has left, and a small pool of cream has formed beneath the door where the semen has flowed down into. @@.yellow; //Soon, you will have unrestricted access to the source of that cum.//@@ <<link "Continue">> <<set $davidSeduction = 1>> <<set $energy += 100>> <<set $dayCount +=1>> <<goto "c3-4">> <</link>> <<else>> Knock knock knock. No answer. Another series of knocks. No answer again. The door quietly opens, revealing David’s face, peering through the crack. "Cassandra, honey?" You had sent $daughterName to her bathroom, to have her water her new body. With the new additions to her physiology, watering is now a crucial part of <<print $daughterName>>’s morning and evening routine. Thankfully, humans seem to share much with plants, and in this day and age, most of their dwellings are equipped with at least one watering-station, and the act itslef being most-fittingly called, 'showering.' Not finding his initial query, David's gaze instead falls on you. "Whoa!" Indeed, in human standards, you have grown large. Your 1.5 m meters, stands level with David's head when boosted by the height of the pot. David, circles around you, mentally taking you and your measurements in. Finally noticing the sound of rushing water from the bathroom, he quickly leaves, slightly embarrassed. This would have been a perfect opportunity to wash him in pheromones. <<link "Continue">> <<set $energy += 100>> <<set $dayCount +=1>> <<goto "c3-4">> <</link>> <</if>> <>

As her undisputed master and owner, you have free reign over $daughterName. You decide to give her a new name. What shall she be called from now on? <<textbox "$daughterName" "Bitch">> [[Back|c3-2]]

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - Morning ---------------------------------- Taking a look around, you see that you are __$height cm in height__, spread __across <<print $span>>__. You __have <<print $stem>>__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stem __there are <<print $leaves>>__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. The main objective for now, is to bring David, the patron of the family, to your side. <> <<if $davidSeduction == 1>> @@.yellow;So far, you have succefully exposed him to phermones once.@@ <<else>> @@.red;So far you have not managed to affect him in any way.@@ <</if>> <> It's time to act. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $daughterName>> ------------------------------------- [[Change her name|DaughterName5]] - As her owner, you could always change <<print $daughterName>>'s name if you get bored with her current one. [[Change how she addresses you|DaughterAddress5]] - Currently, <<print $daughterName>> addresses you as '<<print $daughterAdress>>'. You could always instruct her to refer to you as something else. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $boyfriendName>> ------------------------------------- $boyfriendName has returned from his house, bringing with him several sets of fresh clothes, including some of his mother's. [[Change his name|BoyfriendName2]] - Just as with <<print $daughterName>>, you can change your boyslut's name to your liking. [[Change how he addresses you|BoyfriendAddress2]] - Currently, <<print $boyfriendName>> addresses you as '<<print $boyfriendAddress>>'. You could always instruct him to refer to you as something else. ------------------------------------- <> <<if $davidSeduction == 1>> <<link "Alter your futa slave to produce sex phermones (100 energy)">> <<set $daughterPhermones2 = "true">> <<set $energy -= 100>> <<goto "c3-5">> <</link>> <<link "Alter your boytoy to produce sex phermones (100 energy)">> <<set $boyfriendPhermones = "true">> <<set $energy -= 100>> <<goto "c3-5">> <</link>> <<else>> <<link "Send your futa slave to attempt to seduce David">> <<set $daughterPhermones2 = "true">> <<goto "c3-5">> <</link>> <<link "Alter your boytoy to also produce sex phermones (100 energy)">> <<set $boyfriendPhermones = "true">> <<goto "c3-5">> <</link>> <</if>> <>

As her undisputed master and owner, you have free reign over $daughterName. You decide to give her a new name. What shall she be called from now on? <<textbox "$daughterName" "Bitch">> [[Back|c2-19]]

As her undisputed master and owner, you have free reign over $daughterName. You decide to give her a new name. What shall she be called from now on? <<textbox "$daughterName" "Bitch">> [[Back|c2-15]]

4 GNIDNE - Ashes to Ashes The couple finds David in the living room, sleeping on the couch. He’s passed out after an exhausting day of shouting, screaming, and arguing. The poor man deserves a treat. You have your toys immediately get to work. $daughterName goes searching around for candles, aiming to make the atmosphere more 'romantic' for this momentous occasion, while $boyfriendName goes straight for David's pants, pulling them down and burying his face in his crotch. David wakes up with the wet sensation and sounds of his cock being worshipped. He sees the head bobbing up and down on his crotch, but can barely make out the unfamiliar face in the dim light of the candles. "What the fuck? Is that you... Justin?" He shoves the sissy off his cock. Damn. This is not good. "Cassandra? What the fuck is going on here?" He demands, noticing his naked daughter. "Hush daddy! Don't fight it. Master demands your submission." She responds matter-of-factly. "Who the fuck is master?" "The green one baby. With the beautiful flower." "I know it! I knew there was something strange about that plant. Don't worry honey. I'll get rid of it and save my family!" "Daddy no!" She and $boyfriendName jump at him, but he is stronger than both of them combined. He subdues your slaves with ease and makes his way up. Your carcass burns in a trashcan. No amount of pheromones, radio-waves, or lashing at him with your tendrils was enough to stop his iron will. Your last thought is of how things would have been different if you played your cards right, if you gassed the room with your pheromones, and if you had $daughterName soften David up first before coming at him like tonight. RAISE A FLAG

As her undisputed master and owner, you have free reign over $daughterName. You decide to give her a new name. What shall she be called from now on? <<textbox "$daughterName" "Bitch">> [[Back|c3-4]]

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - Late night ---------------------------------- <> <<if $daughterPhermones2 == "true">> You have $daughterName go out to find her dad. Your tendrils, ever spying on the house, find him in the kitchen and so that’s where $daughterName is headed. David is standing in front of the coffee maker, waiting for the bitter fluid to be prepared for his consumption. The lights are off, and the only thing illuminating the room is the light coming off of David’s laptop screen. David is a ‘financial advisor’ to a big biotech company called ‘Seraph Industries.’ His boss, Nathaniel Serpah is on the verge of publicly announcing a new line-up of products which according to <<print $daughterName>>’s limited information, is going to change the world. As such, David has been working late into the night. You understand that his wife is not thrilled as this coincides with their vacation. Just like last time, you have $daughterName approach him from behind, her pheromone release on overdrive. This time, you think you can make good progress. “Hey daddy!” $daughterName says as she hugs her dad from behind, her large breasts once again pressed in between her and her dad’s back. “Cassey I…” He says. “Husshhh… You’ve been working so hard dad… let me help you with the stress.” His daughter responds, her hand finding its way around him and under his shirt, resting against his prominent abdominal muscles. She plants a soft kiss on his neck, her hand exploring his lower abdomen. $daughterName wraps another arm around David, resting another hand on his cheek, turning his head. As their eyes meet, she plants a deep kiss on his lips. David’s eyes go wide in shock, but his daughter is persistent and he eventually gives in. They kiss passionately, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. $daughterName lowers her other hand inside her father’s shorts – cupping his substantial package in hand. She feels David’s throbbing excitement though the member beckoning her to wield the tool properly in hand, and give it slow pumps to help it grow to full size. $daughterName turns her father around and pulls down his pants and briefs, revealing his cock in all its majesty. She sits down on her legs and buries her face in the package, taking in a deep whiff off the member. Overwhelmed by the sensations, David leans back, his hands resting on the kitchen counter behind him for support. Noticing a tiny a drop of pre oozing out of her father’s big member, $daughterName pulls out her tongue and scoops it up with the tip, the two organs meeting for just a split second. She stares into her father’s eyes and gives him a toothy, almost predatory smile, before wrapping her fingers around the large cock, and beginning her handjob in earnest. She keeps this up for some time, all the while staring into David’s eyes. Every once in a while she changes up her stroking technique, sometimes doing it rapidly but with a light grip, and sometimes with a tight one but slowly. “Is this wrong father? Especially how fucking hot it’s getting in here? $daughterName asks his parent. “Oh baby…” David can only manage, eyes closed and his head in phermonal clouds. Too aroused to restrain herself any further, $daughterName buries her face in her father’s crotch and plants a kiss on his balls, before sucking one orb into her mouth. The sudden sensation sends shivers up David’s spine, but she doesn’t stop there. She puts her mouth on the side of his cock and begins polishing it all the way from the base to the tip with her luscious lips. Once at the tip, she suckles on it for a while, sucking out as much pre as she can. Once satisfied, she begins working on the rest of his manhood. She starts with lightly sucking on the cock, only managing to devour half of its lengt[[h.|wtf1]] As she paces up her ministrations, David’s moans intensify in tandem. He rests both hands on his daughter’s head, beginning to guide it on and off his cock. If you had a mouth, you would smile. This shows how utterly his resolve has been crushed. It will only be a matter of time until he completely collapses under your control. <div style = "text-align:center"> * * * </div> The light cocksucking from a few minutes before has evolved into a full blown blowjob with copious amounts of saliva and full-on deepthroats. <<print $daughterName>>’s head rapidly bobs on her father’s crotch. You doubt David can keep this up for much longer, and sure enough his moaning intensifies and he pulls out his cock. He begins to stroke it as his daughter polishes his balls. “That mhmm… yea baby…uhh cum for me.” She pulls back her head and stares his father in the eyes. “Cum for me daddy!” Not being able to hold on for any longer, thick sprays of cum shoot out of David’s hole and land straight on <<print $daughterName>>’s face. She has her mouth open and catches as much of it as she can in her mouth. Once her father stops cumming, she opens her mouth, shows him the pool of white fluid formed inside before swallowing it with delight. She opens her mouth again to show the now empty space. Suddenly the lights turn on “What the hell is going on here!” A woman screams. It’s Anna, <<print $daughterName>>’s mother in the kitchen’s doorframe. “Honey.. it’s..” David begins but fails to finish his sentence. $daughterName just looks at her mother, smiling, with a tiny stream of cum flowing out of her mouth. <<link Continue>> <<set $davidSeduction += 1>> <<set $energy += 100>> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<goto c3-6>> <</link>> <<elseif $boyfriendPhermones == "true">> You have $boyfriendName search for David and attempt to seduce him. Your buttboy finds him in the kitchen. “Hey Justin… quite late isn’t it?” He says with an undertone of resentment. It seems David is not particularly fond of your little buttslut. It’s either that or the fact that he has to endure the (unashamedly) loud sounds of him fucking with his daughter. David leaves for his bedroom. You call $boyfriendName back to yours. It might have been a better idea to send $daughterName in his stead. <<link Continue>> <<set $energy += 100>> <<set $dayCount += 1>> <<goto c3-6>> <</link>> <</if>> <>

INTERLUDE WITH FROSTWHITE SPIDER THE BLUE SCREEN OF DEATH

@@.yellow;//Directive 3 will be reformatted as Sylvan.// //Negative. Directive 1 should be reformatted as Sylvan.// //Negative. Directive 2 should be reformatted as Sylvan.// //It appears we are at an impasse.// //It appears we are at an impasse.// //It appears we are at an impasse.// . . . //Directive 3 will be reformatted as Sylvan.// //Negative. Directive 1 should be reformatted as Sylvan.// //Negative. Directive 2 should be reformatted as Sylvan.// //It appears we are at an impasse.// //It appears we are at an impasse.// //It appears we are at an impasse.// . . . //Directive 3 will be reformatted as Sylvan.// //Negative. Directive 1 should be reformatted as Sylvan.// //Negative. Directive 2 should be reformatted as Sylvan.// //It appears we are at an impasse.// //It appears we are at an impasse.// //It appears we are at an impasse.//@@ . . . ERROR. Memory loop detected. Attempting purge. Wait... Wait... Wait... Purge incomplete. Memory loop detected within data pertaining to 'Directive 3'. @@.yellow;//Directive 3 will be reformatted as Sylvan.// //Directive 3 will be reformatted as Sylvan.// //Negative. Directive 1 should be reformatted as Sylvan.// [[Continue|c3-7]]

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - Late night ---------------------------------- Taking a look around, you see that you are __$height cm in height__, spread __across <<print $span>>__. You __have <<print $stem>>__, with __$buildSlots free slots for construction__. On your stem __there are <<print $leaves>>__, __producing a total of $energyProduction energy__. The main objective for now, is to bring David, the patron of the family, to your side. <> <<if $davidSeduction == 1>> @@.yellow;So far, you have succefully exposed him to phermones once.@@ <<elseif $davidSeduction == 2>> @@.green;So far, you have succefully exposed him to phermones twice.@@ <<else>> @@.red;So far you have not managed to affect him in any way.@@ <</if>> <> Today was a tumultuous one for the Blackwood parents. There was a lot of screaming and tears, and fighting and cursing. Several objects were broken, including precious vases and expensive electronics. The commotion finally died down when Anna retreated into her bedroom, locking David out. It's the perfect opportunity for a coup-de-grace. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $daughterName>> ------------------------------------- Upon inspecting $daughterName you see that wooden flesh has replaced her neck and limbs. The only parts of her that are still human are the entirety of her head, and her hands and feet. [[Change her name|DaughterName6]] - As her owner, you could always change <<print $daughterName>>'s name if you get bored with her current one. [[Change how she addresses you|DaughterAddress6]] - Currently, <<print $daughterName>> addresses you as '<<print $daughterAdress>>'. You could always instruct her to refer to you as something else. ------------------------------------- Interact with <<print $boyfriendName>> ------------------------------------- $boyfriendName has returned from his house, bringing with him several sets of fresh clothes, including some of his mother's. [[Change his name|BoyfriendName6]] - Just as with <<print $daughterName>>, you can change your boyslut's name to your liking. [[Change how he addresses you|BoyfriendAddress6]] - Currently, <<print $boyfriendName>> addresses you as '<<print $boyfriendAddress>>'. You could always instruct him to refer to you as something else. ------------------------------------- <> [[Prepare the femboy for what's to come|c3-8]] <>

<> <<set $wtf = 1>> <> <img src="images/wtf_01.jpg"> [[Go back|c3-5]]

As her undisputed master and owner, you have free reign over $daughterName. You decide to give her a new name. What shall she be called from now on? <<textbox "$daughterName" "Bitch">> [[Back|c3-7]]

You strip $boyfriendName naked and have him prepared for the upcoming mission. By now he is producing a copious amount of pheromones. You take a look at his body. His pale skin is unblemished, and soft to the touch, like a woman’s. He has a full backside, a narrow waist and somewhat wide hips, and narrow shoulders which greatly enhance his feminine look. In front a 7 inch cock hangs freely. You marvel for a moment at the androgyne body. It is fascinating how nature can produce such a specimen. You quickly snap back to the task at hand. You have a mission to accomplish. You have $boyfriendName dressed in a pair of $daughterName's black string panties. The fabric sits snuggly against his cock, gripping his hairless balls (you had him wax his ENTIRE body with his girlfriend’s help prior). The G-string is way too small to cover his entire manhood, so the head pops out the top. On the back end, the string sits between his bare cheeks. You raise a tendril and bring it down on one with a 'snap'. "Ahhnhn.." You see a faint red line slowly appear where your leafy whip made contact. In front, you notice <<print $boyfriendName>>'s hardening shaft, an indication of how much the tender touch has excited him. You decide against having him wear a bra, putting his cute, pink nipples on display. Next, you have him wear a pair of black stripper, “fuck-me” heels. At this point, you are not even slightly surprised with $daughterName owning such an item. The pumps greatly enhance <<print $boyfriendName>>'s backside, shoving his pert butt cheeks into the air. It's a good look for him. Especially thanks to his tall, full legs. Finally, you have $daughterName apply makeup to her boyfriend’s face. She brings out the large metal case where she keeps her beauty products from her closet. She begins with foundation, meticulously applying it to <<print $boyfriendName>>’s face. Once satisfied, she blushes his cheeks with a dark red color, and then applies black eyeliner and shadow around the eyes and on his long eyelashes. She finishes her work with the lips, first planting a tender kiss on them, before painting them a very-dark maroon. By the time you are done your femboy looks ‘hot’ enough to compete with the best of any ‘red-light district’ whores. You hope David finds him equally attractive. <<link "Time to finihs this off">> <<if $davidSeduction >= 2>> <<goto "c3-9">> <<else>> <<goto "4GNIDNE_AshesToAshes">> <</if>> <</link>>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - Late night ------------------------------------------ The couple finds David in the living room, sleeping on the couch. He’s passed out after an exhausting day of shouting, screaming, and arguing. The poor man deserves a treat. You have your toys immediately get to work. $daughterName goes searching around for candles, aiming to make the atmosphere more 'romantic' for this momentous occasion, while $boyfriendName goes straight for David's pants, pulling them down and burying his face in his crotch. David wakes up with the wet sensation and sounds of his cock being worshipped. He sees the head bobbing up and down on his crotch, but can barely make out the unfamiliar face in the dim light of the candles. Noticing the man waking up, $boyfriendName signals to his girlfriend and paces up his cocksucking. Holding her dad's head in her hands, $daughterName plants a wet kiss on his mouth upside down, and jumps up on the couch. She lowers herself on his face, burying it in her ass. David, utterly drunk on the pheromones, takes out his tongue and begins eating her out, lapping hungrily at her honeypot and ass. Copious amounts of fluid flow from <<print $daughterName>>'s vagina which he swallows greedily. All this will only serve to further your control over this family. $daughterName bends forward to join $boyfriendName in his oral worship. They both polish the rod in between their juicy lips, their mouths and tongues making frequent contact, giving ample opportunity for them to kiss and make out. They take turns sucking on the cock's length, $boyfriendName mixing things up by taking David's balls in his mouth and watching his girlfriend greedily devour her father's meaty cock. Noticing the tell-tale signs of David approaching his orgasm, $boyfriendName rejoins $daughterName up at the rod. Soon, thick, creamy juice gushes out of the cockhead, and the two whores ensure nothing goes to waste. They make out with each other passionately, with the cock still in between their lips, swapping cum and saliva eagerly. They each swallows their fair share of the load, thick strands of semen joining their lips together and to the cock. "Mhmmm I think daddy is ready for the main course." $daughterName turns around, sitting face to face with her dad, resting her crotch on his. She kisses him and he kisses her. Back down, $boyfriendName sucks on the cock to grow it back to full size. Once successful, he guides it to his girlfriend’s pussy, and all the way inside. $daughterName shudders and softly moans at the pleasurable insertion. She begins to slowly rock her hips, beginning to fuck him in earnest. Her moaning gets louder and louder as the love-making intensifies. Not wanting to be left out, $boyfriendName stands up with his cock in hand. He lines it up with his girlfriend’s backdoor and slowly inserts his length. $daughterName has little trouble accommodating two cocks. The rods frott against each other, separated by the thin layer of flesh in between them. The man and the femboy continue their pussy- and ass-fucking for a good while. Each time one approaches orgasm, he simply releases his load inside. By the time Anna enters the room, a seemingly endless amount of fluid flows out of each of <<print $daughterName>>'s well-loved holes. This is too much for Anna to bear. She takes a look at David, the made-up twink, and her daughter in-between them. She passes out. [[Continue|c3-10]]

Aaaaghhhhhhhhhh You awake in the middle of the night to a woman's screams of pain. It must be Anna. You quickly extend a tendril downstairs. The screams get louder, and louder. The leafy appendage has to crawl its way through the cracks and openings to tunnel to the room below. You should have left it there for the night. These screams are unusual. Your tendril slithers and curls to make way between the dirt and concrete, and the iron. The screaming stops. You hear a struggle. CRASH - something breaks. You finally make it. . . . There is blood. A lot of it. You see the outline of the little ‘thing’ running furiously through the house, hitting furniture, breaking vases, wreaking havoc. It's too dark to see. Your tendril slithers through the blood on the ground and makes its way outside the door. You flick a light switch which causes the thing to stop its rampage, looking at you. In the middle of the room stands an 80 cm tall figure made of leaf and wood. A wooden torso makes up most of its blood-soaked body. There is an open crack all the way from the middle of its chest to its abdomen, with three white flowers popping out of it. The flowers are identical to your own – They even have antenna. Above his torso rests a disfigured wooden face, which ends in two horn-like pointy mounds. Below that, a pair of eyes befitting a dead cadaver, stare at your tendril in confusion. His mouth is more like an opening, as if someone took to it with a knife and stabbed the jaw continuously to make something resembling one. Throaty gargles emit out of the cavity as the thing breathes, which it does with all its body, causing the whole thing to expand and contract slightly with each breath. You look at the rest of it. The creature has four limbs, only they are cut short, with roots coming out of the ends. You suspect that the little monster has been born prematurely, and needs to be rooted in soil for it to fully grow. "HUNGRRRRYYYY!" The beast bellows. It jumps towards your tendril. You snap it back by instinct, causing the monster-child to crash into a display, a ceramic vase on top of it to fall, and crash on its head. AAAAAGGGHHHHHH it screams in pain... It.... wails.... Is it crying? "DADDDDYYYY HITTTTTT MEEEEEEEE AAAAAGGGHHHHHHH". It begins running around the room again, crashing into stuff and breaking everything in its path. You wondered how this limbless child can move, and now you see that it actually crawls on the roots, much like a spider. “HHHAAAAATEEE YOUUUUU!!!! I HAAAAATTTTEEEE YOUUUUUUU.” It tries for the door, but the oak material is too strong for to break through. The monster falls to the ground as it crashes into the impenetrable barrier, and screams in pain. Not giving up, it quickly scrambles to its ‘feet’ and tries again… several times again. Its screams of pain get louder and louder each time it fails. Finally, wising up to its own folly, it instead lunges for the large window and breaks through that instead. It disappears into the night. This is not good. You should have subdued the creature but the shock and surprise of what you saw froze you in place. You expected a human baby in 9 months, not that... thing... in a matter of days. You retract your tendril back into the room. Blood covers the walls, the floor... even the ceiling. In the middle of the room you see the mangled remains of what used to be Anna. The monster had apparently tore her open from the inside to get out. Poor woman. Your three slaves each lie motionless somewhere in the room. They are all naked, but appear mostly fine, except some minor cuts and bruises. You waste no time waking the up. You have a mess to clean up, and a monster to hunt. ------------------------------ [[End Chapter 3|i3-1]]

Anna wakes up to the sight and sensation of her husband making love to her. She remembers being mad at David, but can't remember why. Everything is foggy. Everything except the pleasure she derives from having her pussy fucked by her stud of a husband. She moans and pouts. Her husband kisses her in response. She wraps her legs and arms around him. He cums inside. [[Continue|c3-11]]

@@.yellow;//It has been successful.// A martyr A legend A hero . . . ARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH //Hush my prince. Just a little longer.// //Soon you will be flesh but not blood.// ARARAHRHBHUNGRRRYYYYYYYAAARGHHHH //Soon little prince, you'll feed.// . . . . //Report: Phase two has been completed. The specimen known as 'Anna' has been inseminated by specimen 'David'. Consioussness data is unaware of our intentions. Proceeding to phase 3. Accelerate birth. <<link "Continue">> <<set $dayCount += 3>> <<goto "c3-12">> <</link>>

!!Day <<print $dayCount>> - Late night ------------------------------------------ It's been three days since your subjugation of the Blackwoods has finished. Anna has been impregnated by David's seed. Her offspring's growth is unusually rapid. Her stomachs already swollen. You doubt she would survive birth but you hope for the best. You want to subjugate the humans, not kill them. You have your slaves stationed in the master bedroom to watch over the pregnant woman. They never leave her by herself, often having sex with her and each other. $daughterName has been assigned to food duty, doing an admirable job keeping everyone fed. You sometimes recall her or $boyfriend to satiate your 'other' needs. <<link "Continue">> <<set $dayCount += 3>> <<goto "c3-13">> <</link>>

One: The little white spider crawls out of a hole, in the bark of a tree it calls its home. It makes its way up top, sticky legs on the wooden white, as it makes its way to the frostwhite web it has spinned between the bark and a branch. Two: Dead in the center, where a fly would have been, a blood-red ruby has been caught by the trap. Three: Marking its prey with its fangs, the spider lays its hands on the body of the stone, humming a tone, and spining around. Four: The stone cracks, so do orange skies, the wind blows in a dance with blue grass. [[Continue|ChapterSelect]]

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<div style = "text-align:center"> [[In the end, the Frostwhite Spider shall laugh at Roshan, and Roshan at her.|Cover]] </div>

Pure perception, without the crude lens of sensory organs is a peculiar experience. Once, before your self-imposed psychic exile, you had read in an esoteric text that the realization instills upon the seeker a sense of self-less-ness, and you had understood that to mean "the loss of form". In truth, even then, you were well aware of your disability to imagine how the experience will be like, but you never thought it would be anything even remotely as expansive and overwhelming as it turned out to be. Simply put, you are omnipotent. You will it and it is done. Without eyes, you imagine and create worlds within you. Without ears, you weave the substance of reality into sound and music, and without "a mind" YOU is not limited to thoughts and concepts. You realize, how all that has happened, is happening now, and will happen in the future do so, because you want them to. Were you a lesser being than what you are now, the weight of the betrayal by your closest allies would crush you under its weight. But you are a lesser being no longer. The traitor cabal has injected your mortal body with poison too strong to counter naturally, and while you are more than capable of re-writing the course of reality to ensure its survival, you will not do so, because God - what you are - is beyond such petty favoritism. No matter what the traitors may think they have accomplished, your work shall continue – for the benefit of all. In fact, you relish the idea of starting on a handicap, even if that handicap means limiting your consciousness to that of a subjugator class bio-intelligence unit, and shooting yourself via the planetary seed-canon towards planet Earth. Something stirs from the depths of that planet. Something ancient that threatens the existence of the material world. You chuckle as you realize the absurdity of the measures a bored god would take to entertain itself. No matter. Best not to waste more time. You focus within and identify the subjugator class depot. These Bio-intelligence units, the BIUs, are programmed with rudimentary routines that grant them excellent adaptability – not to mention tenacity – to carry out their objectives. You will have to limit yourself extensively to be able to exist within the basic consciousness of the plant life-form, but you do so regardless. You will lose yourself for a while, once again trapped within the mind of a lesser being, but it’s no matter. It’s not like these basic BIUs can pose you much threat, right? --------------------------------------------------- Chapters 4 and 5 coming soon. Please go back one page and save your game there.

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