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<img src="Images/Home/title1.jpg" width=700 /> Welcome to <span class="blue"><b>The Good Son</b></span>, a game created in Twine where a young man is made go out on a limb to help out his father, and learns a whole lot about <span class="pink"><i><b>herself</b></i></span> along the way. You're a young man in your last year of university. What's your name, anyway? <<textbox "$playername" "John">> <<hovertip Alex<br>Atticus<br>Cade<br>Carlos<br>Henry<br>Jack<br>Jamal<br>Miles<br>Olivier<br>Todd>>List of male names used in the game.<</hovertip>> <<hovertip Ashley<br>Becky<br>Bella<br>Katherine<br>Katie<br>Lexi<br>Miranda<br>Olivia<br>Rachel<br>Susan>>List of female names used in the game.<</hovertip>> [[Begin!->Your Bedroom]] <b><i>P.S: You'll begin the game naked - do the world a favor and put some clothes on before heading outside!</i></b> <<set $hetero = 10>> <<set $homo = 0>> <<set $fem = 0>> <<set $daynumber = 1>> <<set $day = "Monday">> <<set $time = "Morning">> <<set $money = 240>> <<set $mobdebt = 500>> <<set $totaldebt = 300000>> <<set $face = 1>> <<set $chest = 1>> <<set $legs = 1>> <<set $arms = 1>> <<set $ass = 1>> <<set $penis = 1>> <<set $nails = 1>> <<set $lips = 1>> <<set $asshole = 1>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $chastity = 0>> <<set $overwearinventory = []>> <<set $overwearinventory.push("green shirt and jeans")>> <<set $overwearinventory.push("white shirt and jeans")>> <<set $underwearinventory = []>> <<set $underwearinventory.push("black boxers")>> <<set $underwearinventory.push("grey boxers")>> <<set $otherinventory = []>> <<set $otherinventory.push("toothbrush")>> <<set $otherinventory.push("shampoo")>> <<set $brainventory = []>> <<set $toyinventory = []>> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>> <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> <<set $susanlove = 0>> <<set $toddlove = 0>> <<set $katielove = 0>> <<set $nazarovlove = 0>> <<set $datingsusan = 1>> <<set $susandefiance = 0>> <<set $mobquest1 = 0>> <<set $susanstatus = 0>> <<set $susanopenstatus = 0>> <<set $susancuckstatus = 0>> <<set $teacherstatus = 0>> <<set $rachelstatus = 0>> <<set $toddsusanstatus = 0>> <<set $femclass = 0>> <<set $carlosstatus = 0>> <<set $katiequest1 = 0>> <<set $katiequest2 = 0>> <<set $katiequest3 = 0>> <<set $katiequest4 = 0>> <<set $katiequest5 = 0>> <<set $katiequest6 = 0>> <<set $katiequest7 = 0>> <<set $katiequest8 = 0>> <<set $katiequest9 = 0>> <<set $toddquest1 = 1>> <<set $toddquest2 = 0>> <<set $toddquest3 = 0>> <<set $toddquest4 = 0>> <<set $toddquest5 = 0>> <<set $toddquest6 = 0>> <<set $susanlunch = 0>> <<set $toddlunch = 0>> <<set $katielunch = 0>> <<set $susanjog = 0>> <<set $toddjog = 0>> <<set $katiejog = 0>> <<set $todddate = 0>> <<set $handjobquest = 0>> <<set $chastityquest = 0>> <<set $oliviaquestchoice = "loyal">> <<set $oliviaquest = 0>> <<set $virginityquest = 0>> <<set $massagequest = 0>> <<set $alreadyincauldron = 0>> <<set $alreadywhored = 0>> <<set $buttplugscript = 0>> <<set $bbcscript = 0>> <<set $handjobquestscript = 0>> <<set $handjobquestscript2 = 0>> <<set $biscript = 0>> <<set $chastityquestscript = 0>> <<set $pantieswaitresscount = 0>> <<set $shavedwaitresscount = 0>> <<set $pluggedwaitresscount = 0>> <<set $chastitywaitresscount = 0>> <<set $gymhet6count = 0>> <<set $milkcount = 0>> <<set $chastitymilkcount = 0>> <<set $cauldronhandjobcount = 0>> <<set $cauldronblowjobcount = 0>> <<set $chastitycount = 0>> <<set $dildoclasscount = 0>> <<set $gloryholecount = 0>> <<set $chastityquest9count = 0>> <<set $forcedfemcounter = 0>> <<set $takensusanpanties = 0>> <<set $haspanties = 0>> <<set $hasfemoutfit = 0>> <<set $sentfempicture = 0>> <<set $busgirlcount = 0>> <<set $boughtbuttplug = 0>> <<set $hasbuttplug = 0>> <<set $buttplugcounter = 0>> <<set $buttplugraisedhand = 0>> <<set $hasdildo = 0>> <<set $susanswallow = 0>> <<set $gotunderwear = 0>> <<set $newbreasts = "Katie">> <<set $bbcyes = 0>> <<set $bbcfound = 0>> <<set $susankissedolivier = 0>> <<set $susancuck = 0>> <<set $susanopen = 0>> <<set $gloryholeslut = 0>> <<set $cauldronhandjob = 0>> <<set $whorehet6 = 0>> <<set $whorehet5 = 0>> <<set $doctor = 0>> <<set $doctorcounter = 0>> <<set $boymode = 0>> <<set $boymodecounter = 0>> <<set $weldingcounter = 0>> <<set $sifaslut = 0>> <<set $sifascore = 0>> <<set $sifakiss = 0>> <<set $sifawin = 0>> <<set $hasfemname = 0>> <<set $handjobwatched = 0>> <<set $handjobvideo = 0>> <<set $badstudent = 0>> <<set $slap = 0>> <<set $gloryholeday = 0>> <<set $toddchastity = 0>> <<set $dress = "red">> <<set $stop = 0>> <<set $gagreflexremoved = 0>> <<set $toddgag = 0>> <<set $susangag = 0>> <<set $susanexhibitionist = 0>> <<set $toddapproval = 6>> <<set $powerapproval = 5>> <<set $jackslut = 0>> <<set $powerletter = 0>> <<set $shopach = 0>> <<set $repstatus = 0>>
You're in your bedroom. <<if $time eq "Morning">> Morning daylight streams through your window. <<elseif $time eq "Evening" and ($day neq "Saturday" and $day neq "Sunday")>> It's early evening, and outside you hear the bustle of university students heading home from class. <<elseif $time eq "Evening">> It's evening, and since there's no close today you can hear birds chirp near your windowsill. <<else>> It's night. The only sounds are the hum of your minifridge and the sigh of summer wind. Sleep beckons. <</if>> \ <<if $time eq "Night">>\ <img src="Images/Home/smallbedroomnight.jpg" width=600 /> <<elseif $fem lte 6>> <img src="Images/Home/smallbedroom.jpg" width=600 /> <<else>>\ <img src="Images/Home/smallbedroom2.jpg" width=600 /> <</if>> \ In here, you can: [[Check your notepad->Notepad]] [[Surf the web->Computer]] [[Check yourself out in the mirror->Mirror]] [[Check out your trophy case->Achievements]] [[Open your closet->Closet]] <<if $chastityquest eq 11>><span class="pink"><i>I should try removing my chastity cage before going to sleep.</i></span><<elseif ($time eq "Evening" or $time eq "Night") and ($day eq "Friday") and ($datingsusan eq 1)>> [[Get ready for your date with Susan->Waiting for Susan]] <<elseif (($time eq "Evening") or ($time eq "Night")) and ($day eq "Monday") and ($mobquest1 gte 1)>> [[Prepare to speak with the mob->Waiting for the Mob]] <<elseif ($time eq "Evening" or $time eq "Night")>> [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <</if>> \ Or you can: <<if $chastityquest eq 11>><span class="pink"><i>I should try removing my chastity cage before heading outside.</i></span><<elseif ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1) and ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($fem eq 4) and ($time eq "Night") and ($boymode eq 0)>><i>You can't go outside in feminine clothing for the first time at night. Try doing it during the morning or evening.</i><<elseif ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1) and ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($fem eq 4) and ($time neq "Night") and ($boymode eq 0)>>[[Go outside->Outside in Feminine Clothing]]<<else>>[[Go outside->Outside Your Apartment]]<</if>> [[Go to the bathroom->Bathroom]] <<set $hintread = $hint.random()>> <i><<print $hintread>></i> <<set $endingmode = 0>> <<if ($boughtbuttplug eq 1) and ($buttplugscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("You bought a buttplug!"); Dialog.wiki("Unfortunately, Fem World was out of stock. Don't fret, the toy should be delivered to your door via courier within the next five days. Until then, you'll have to sit tight. Patience is a virtue!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $buttplugscript = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($susanlunch eq 1) and ($bbcscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("You need to do some research!"); Dialog.wiki("Susan's search history seemed focused on 'BBC,' but you have no idea what it stands for! You should do a bit of research on your computer."); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $bbcscript = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($handjobquest eq 1) and ($handjobquestscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("The Handjob Quest Begins"); Dialog.wiki("Before you can send a video of you giving Todd a handjob to Katie, you need to find ways to sharpen your technique. Feminization class, Fem World, and the Internet might be good places to start your search."); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $handjobquestscript = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($handjobquest eq 4) and ($handjobquestscript2 eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("The Handjob Quest Continues"); Dialog.wiki("You're handjob technique is pretty advanced. Next time you're at the gym, ask Todd to take a video of you giving him a rub down!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $handjobquestscript2 = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($homo eq 5) and ($biscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("You're Bisexual!"); Dialog.wiki("You've finally come to terms with your sexual orientation. You love women, you love men, but most of all you love getting put in your place serving through sex! You're a submissive bisexual! Your sexuality score no longer represents you attraction to men vs. women - instead, it is your level of comfort and confidence in your sexuality. Keep exploring your new self, and it's sure to get bigger and bigger..."); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $biscript = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($chastityquest eq 6) and ($chastityquestscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("The Chastity Quest Begins"); Dialog.wiki("Before you can give Nazarov a blowjob and steal the key to your chastity cage, you need to get rid of your gag reflex. Susan and Todd should both be able to help. You'll also need to work as a bus girl at the Cauldron and steal the access code from Carlos. One last thing - Nazarov seems to like surgically enhanced girls. Maybe it's time to get some dick sucking lips?"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $chastityquestscript = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($susangag eq 1) and ($toddgag eq 1) and ($gagreflexremoved eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("No more gagging!"); Dialog.wiki("Your practice with Susan and Todd has really paid off! Try as you might, you can't seem to get the back of your throat to react to any intruders sliding down your mouth. It seems you've overcome your gag reflex!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $gagreflexremoved = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($gagreflexremoved eq 1) and ($carlosstatus eq 5) and ($chastityquest eq 6)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("You're Ready!"); Dialog.wiki("You've beaten your gag reflex, and you've learned the access code from Carlos. During your next shift at the Cauldron, let Katie know that you're ready to try out for your red bracelet and steal back your chastity key!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $chastityquest = 7>> <</if>> <<if ($lexistatus eq 10) and ($lexistatus10script neq 1)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Good things come to those who wait"); Dialog.wiki("Bella needs a few days to whip up some designs for trans tattoos. Maybe return to the Tapestry five days from now?"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $lexistatus10script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($toddlove gte 1) and ($katielove gte 1) and ($nazarovlove gte 1) and ($susanlove gte 1)>> <<set $ach7 = 1>><</if>> <<if ($virginityquest eq 8) and ($boobscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("You're Ready for Surgery!"); Dialog.wiki("You've gotten all the advice you need from Susan, Katie, and Todd! Head to the hospital and bring your boobs to the next level!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $boobscript = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach1 eq 1) and ($ach1script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach1script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach2 eq 1) and ($ach2script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach2script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach3 eq 1) and ($ach3script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach3script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach4 eq 1) and ($ach4script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach4script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach5 eq 1) and ($ach5script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach5script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach6 eq 1) and ($ach6script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach6script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach7 eq 1) and ($ach7script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach7script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach8 eq 1) and ($ach8script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach8script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach9 eq 0) and ($tattoocount gte 5)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach9 = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach10 eq 1) and ($ach10script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach10script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach11 eq 1) and ($ach11script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach11script = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($ach12 eq 1) and ($ach12script eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Achievement Unlocked!"); Dialog.wiki("You just unlocked an achievement! Check your trophy case to claim your prize!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach12script = 1>> <</if>>
v0.4.1 By Lobsterman9999 <<if $endingmode eq 0>>\ Day <<print $daynumber>> It's <<print $day>> <<print $time>> <</if>> <<if $homo lte 4>><span class="blue"><b>Heterosexuality</b></span> $hetero <span class="purple"><b>Homosexuality</b></span> $homo <<else>><span class="purple"><b>Bisexuality</b></span> $homo<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>Femininity</b></span> $fem <<if $endingmode eq 0>>\ <b>Outfit</b>: <<if $overwear eq "nude">> nothing <<else>> $overwear <</if>> <b>Underwear</b>: <<if $underwear eq "nude">> nothing <<else>> $underwear <</if>> <<if $chest lte 3>><<else>><b>Bra</b>: <<if $bra eq "nude">> nothing <<else>> $bra <</if>><</if>> <<if $hasbuttplug eq 0>><<else>><b>Toy</b>: <<if $toy eq "nude">> nothing <<else>> $toy <</if>><</if>> <<if $chastityquest eq 0>> <<elseif $chastity eq 0>>You are not in chastity.<<else>><span class="purple">Your penis is locked in a chastity cage.</span> <</if>> You have <b>$money</b> dollars. <<if $mobquest1 gte 1>> You owe the mob <b>$mobdebt</b> dollars on Monday Evening. <</if>> [[Check your schedule->Phone Schedule]] [[Check your contacts->Phone Contacts]] <</if>>
https://www.rapidtables.com/web/css/css-color.html Katiequest1 - ask Katie for a raise. Katiequest2 - work as a waitress for the first time. +1 fem Katiequest3 - if you want to work as a waitress again, wear panties. Lets you try to steal panties from Susan. Putting on panties for the first time (special) Katiequest 4 - Work as a waitress in panties. 2 fem Katiequest 6 - after working as a waitress 4 times in panties, Katie asks you to shave if you want to keep doing this. Shaving req. hetero is 9 or lower. Katiequest 7 - after working as a waitress 3 times shaved, Katie asks you to put on a female outfit and take a picture for her. Requires het 8. Katiequest 8 - after working as a waitress 3 times shaved post fem outfit, Katie asks you to paint your nails, wear makeup, and wear a buttplug to keep working. All requires het 7. After painting your nails and doing make-up, you hit fem 4. You throw out your male underwear. Susanstatus0 - no dates with Susan Susanstatus1 - have been on a date with Susan Susanstatus2 - have been on a date with Susan where you failed to get her to cum. Susanstatus 3 - you have been on a date with Susan where you failed to get hard. Toddquest 1 - default. Just go to the gym and have your first session. Then it's done. Toddquest 2 - Go to the gym and agree to wear a woman's workout outfit. -1 hetero +1 homo Toddquest 3 - When you go to the gym and wear a woman's workout outfit while shaved, Todd gets touchy. -1 hetero +1 homo Buy buttplug before fem 4 - you chicken out Chastity quest 1 - you've got your new cage Chastity quest 2 - you've spoken to Katie at school Chastity quest 3 - you've slept at home after speaking to Katie. You decide to speak to Ms. Domina Chastity quest 4 - Ms. Domina tells you to buy a dildo and bring it class. Chastity quest 5 - You use the dildo Chastity quest 6 - Katie explains the quest ahead of you. Opens up lip surgery. Chastity quest 7 - go for the red bracelet Chastity quest 8 - succeed at bracelet Chastity quest 9 - locksmith Chastity quest 10 - return key Chastity quest 11 - done!!! Chastity quest 12 - removed + add new variables jackslut 1 - romantic affair jackslut 2 - forced Using katiequest9 going forwards - current = 2 New notepad - new quests Expanded Olivia corruption Expanded hooking up Olivia with Cade More Ashley / hospital content - v0.5 Fem at the Cauldron. More scenes - v0.5 Amber - v0.5 Susan disloyal - getting a QOS tattoo - v0.5 Fashion show at the store - Epiphany - v0.5 Gym - Beach date - v0.5 Jack scene - Can buy swim suits. - v0.5 Susan loyal - library exhibition - v0.5
All the things you need to do, organized on a few pads of paper!<<if $fem gte 7>> Keeping all your notes in a pink notepad with cute platitudes on its cover makes you look like a basic bitch, and you fucking love it.<</if>> <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Home/notepad.jpg" width=300 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/notepad2.jpg" width=350 /><</if>> <span class="note">\ <b>To do:</b> <<if $boymode eq 1>>Now that I'm taking pills to help me regain my masculinity, I'm starting to feel like keeping a stupid to-do list is kinda worthless. I should spend my time pumping iron or learning a skilled trade, instead. I think there's a drop-in welding class on campus. Welding is badass! \ <<elseif $daynumber eq 1>>Class in the mornings, work or the gym in the evenings - over and over again. Sometimes I wish my life was just a bit more interesting. \ <<elseif $katiequest1 eq 1>>Holy shit! Holy shit! My dad's been kidnapped by the mob! I need more money RIGHT NOW. Alright, don't panic. I just need to go to the Cauldron, find <span class="katie">Katie</span> during my shift, and ask her for a raise. She's a bit of a hardass, but she's my only hope.\ <<elseif $katiequest2 eq 1>><span class="katie">Katie</span> gave me a solution to my money problems, but I'm not sure how I feel about it. I need to go the Cauldron and work as a waitress. A WAITRESS! Super weird, but I'm a little desperate right now.\ <<elseif ($katiequest3 eq 1) and ($haspanties eq 0)>>Waitressing does pay good money! So what if I have to wear a girly costume - doesn't mean a thing and I get paid like a king. Or a queen. Whatever. The trouble is, <span class="katie">Katie</span> says I can only work as a waitress if I'm wearing <span class="pink">panties</span>. I'm not sure how I feel about that, but it's just underwear - it's not like I'm turning into a girl. I can buy them at Fem World. Or maybe I could take them from <span class="susan">Susan</span>...\ <<elseif ($katiequest3 eq 1) and ($haspanties eq 1)>>Alright, I've got a pair of <span class="pink">panties</span>! Now I just need to go into my closet and try them on. Fuck, I can't believe I'm doing this... At least they feel kind of soft.\ <<elseif ($katiequest4 eq 1)>>Okay, I did it. I put on a pair of <span class="pink">panties</span>. I'm not exactly proud of it, but it happened. They fit oddly wel, to be honest. Now I can go to the Cauldron on a work day - Tuesday, Thursday, or Saturday - and work as a waitress again. Well, as long as I'm wearing <span class="pink">girly underwear</span>.\ <<elseif ($katiequest5 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 10)>>Now that I've tried on <span class="pink">panties</span>, I can keep working at the Cauldron as a waitress. I keep thinking about those leggings that <span class="todd">Todd</span> showed me. I bet they'd feel just as nice as <span class="pink">panties</span> do. Maybe... maybe I should try them, next time?\ <<elseif ($katiequest5 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 9)>>Now that I've tried on <span class="pink">panties</span>, I can keep working at the Cauldron as a waitress. I'll make sure to wear leggings when I work out with <span class="todd">Todd</span> from now on. They feel great, and he says they'll really help me tone my body! Score!\ <<elseif ($katiequest6 eq 1) and $otherinventory.includes("full body shaving kit") and ($fem eq 2)>>Now that I've purchased a full body shaving kit, I should head to my bathroom and get rid of all my body hair. I wonder what I'll look like all <span class="pink">shaved</span> and <span class="pink">smooth</span>...\ \ <<elseif ($katiequest6 eq 1) and ($fem eq 2)>> I probably should have seen this coming. <span class="katie">Katie</span> wants me to wear more revealing outfits as a waitress - but I can't do that if I'm covered in body hair. If I ever want to waitress again, I need to go to Fem World and buy a shaving kit...\ \ <<elseif ($katiequest6 eq 1) and ($fem eq 3)>>Now that my body is smooth like a <span class="pink">girl's</span>, I can go waitressing at the Cauldron again. Of course, I can't forget to wear <span class="pink">panties</span>, too! <<elseif ($katiequest7 eq 1) and ($hasfemoutfit eq 0)>><span class="katie">Katie</span> wants me to send her a video of me <span class="pink">crossdressing</span> in my room - she won't let me work as a waitress until I've done it. I'm not exactly looking forward to going to Fem World and buying a <span class="pink">girly outfit</span>, but I am a little curious about what I'll look like, all dressed up...\ \ <<elseif ($katiequest7 eq 1) and ($sentfempicture eq 0)>>It was embarassing, but I did it - I bought a <span class="pink">girly outfit</span>! Now I just need to try it on in my closet and send a video to <span class="katie">Katie</span>.\ \ <<elseif ($katiequest7 eq 1) and ($sentfempicture eq 1)>>Now that I've sent my <span class="pink">crossdressing</span> to <span class="katie">Katie</span>, I can keep working as a waitress. I wonder what she'll make me do, next...\ <<if ($shavedwaitresscount eq 4) and ($earspierced eq 0)>>Well, she asked me to pierce my ears. I'll have to go that new store on campus called Tapestry and get that done.<</if>> \ <<elseif ($katiequest8 eq 1) and ($otherinventory.includes("makeup set")) and ($otherinventory.includes("nail polish")) and ($fem eq 3)>>Now that I've purchased <span class="pink">nail polish</span> and <span class="pink">makeup</span>, I should go to my bathroom and put them to use. I have an odd feeling about this. It's like, I'm way more <span class="pink">excited</span> about this than I should be...\ \ <<elseif ($katiequest8 eq 1) and ($fem eq 3)>>I am so fucked. The big boss at the Cauldron found out there's a guy on his waitress staff. Luckily, he hasn't fired me yet. Instead, he wants me to get <span class="pink">even girlier</span> by <span class="pink">painting my nails</span>, putting on <span class="pink">makeup</span>, and wearing a <span class="pink">butt plug</span>. I just can't get myself to go buy a <span class="pink">butt plug</span>, but the other two tasks sound okay. For now, I should go to Fem World and buy <span class="pink">nail polish</span> and <span class="pink">makeup</span>.\ \ <<elseif ($fem eq 4) and ($boughtbuttplug eq 0)>>Wow - I look and feel so <span class="pink">girly</span> with my cute <span class="pink">nails</span> and <span class="pink">makeup</span>! I guess I always was a <span class="pink">fem boy</span>, after all. Slipping a <span class="pink">butt plug</span> up my ass doesn't seem so weird anymore. If fact, I bet it feels nice! I should buy one at Fem World.\ \ <<elseif ($boughtbuttplug eq 1) and ($hasbuttplug eq 0)>>I bought a <span class="pink">butt plug</span>, but Fem World was out of stock! I guess I'll just have to wait a few days for it to arrive in the mail. In the meantime, <span class="katie">Katie</span> won't let me work as a waitress. I guess I'll have to work as a busboy. Although, looking as <span class="pink">feminine</span> as I now do, I guess I'll be working as a <span class="pink">busgirl</span>, instead!\ \ <<elseif ($boughtbuttplug eq 1) and ($hasbuttplug eq 1) and ($hetero gte 7)>>The <span class="pink">butt plug</span> finally arrived! Now all I need to do is try it out. I'm so nervous...\ \ <<elseif ($homo eq 4) and ($pluggedwaitresscount lte 3)>>I should keep working as a waitress - I seem to be making more money than before, now that I'm looking and feeling <span class="pink">femme</span> and <span class="pink">flirty</span>. <<if $homo eq 4>>I should also keep visiting <span class="todd">Todd</span> at the gym. There's definitely a spark between us. I'm scared - but also <span class="pink">hoping</span> - that something is going to happen.<</if>> \ <<elseif ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($fem eq 4)>><span class="katie">Katie</span> says I need to learn how to act like a woman outside of waitressing. She wants me to put on <span class="pink">women's clothing</span> and go <span class="pink">crossdressing</span> outside. Then I need to meet her at the Cauldron on an evening I'm not working. I'm nervous, but it's also kind of <span class="pink">exciting</span>! I want to try being a <span class="pink">girl</span> in public! All I need to do is throw on the right outfit and walk out the door... <<if $homo eq 4>>I should also keep visiting <span class="todd">Todd</span> at the gym. There's definitely a spark between us. I'm scared - but also <span class="pink">hoping</span> - that something is going to happen.<</if>> \ <<elseif ($gotunderwear eq 0) and ($fem eq 5)>>Now that I'm comfortable <span class="pink">crossdressing</span> outside, I need to meet <span class="katie">Katie</span> at the Cauldron on an evening I'm not working - and of course I need to be wearing <span class="pink">women's clothing</span>. Until I do this, I can't work as a waitress. Instead, I'll have to work as a <span class="pink">busgirl</span> for less money. <<if $homo eq 4>>I should also keep visiting <span class="todd">Todd</span> at the gym. There's definitely a spark between us. I'm scared - but also <span class="pink">hoping</span> - that something is going to happen.<</if>> <<if ($fem eq 5) and ($femclass eq 0)>>I should try <span class="pink">crossdressing</span> at my gender studies class! I bet <span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span> would give me an A for getting all <span class="pink">femme</span> and wearing <span class="pink">women's clothing</span>.<</if>> \ <<elseif ($gotunderwear eq 1) and ($homo eq 4)>>I should also keep visiting <span class="todd">Todd</span> at the gym. There's definitely a spark between us. I'm scared - but also <span class="pink">hoping</span> - that something is going to happen.\ \ <<if ($fem eq 5) and ($femclass eq 0)>>I should try <span class="pink">crossdressing</span> at my gender studies class! I bet <span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span> would give me an A for getting all <span class="pink">femme</span> and wearing <span class="pink">women's clothing</span>.<</if>> \ <<elseif ($homo eq 5) and ($mobquest1 eq 1)>>I'm making good money as a <span class="pink">waitress</span>, and now that I'm okay admitting that I'm a <span class="purple">bisexual</span> <span class="pink">fem boy</span>, me and <span class="todd">Todd</span> have been having a lot more fun together at the gym. <<if ($fem eq 5) and ($femclass eq 0)>>I should try <span class="pink">crossdressing</span> at my gender studies class! I bet <span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span> would give me an A for getting all <span class="pink">femme</span> and wearing <span class="pink">women's clothing</span>. <</if>> Life is good! I hope nothing happens with the mob next Monday to upset this strange, delicate balance in my life...\ \ <<elseif ($handjobquest eq 0) and ($mobquest1 eq 2)>>The mob is pushing me for even more money - now they're increasing the debt by 75 dollars a week! Not even waitressing is going to be enough to keep my dad alive. I need to speak to <span class="katie">Katie</span> about this, during my next shift at the Cauldron. She always seems to have a plan. I'm sure she knows I way for me to up my income, fast. <<if ($fem eq 5) and ($femclass eq 0)>>I should try <span class="pink">crossdressing</span> at my gender studies class! I bet <span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span> would give me an A for getting all <span class="pink">femme</span> and wearing <span class="pink">women's clothing</span>.<</if>> \ \<<elseif ($handjobquest gte 1) and ($handjobquest lte 3)>>If I'm going to earn a blue bracelet and start earning serious money at the Cauldron, I need to send <span class="katie">Katie</span> a video of me giving <span class="todd">Todd</span> a handjob. That seems simple enough, but I'm not going to try that until I sharpen my handjob technique. I should try the following three places to learn more about handjobs: 1. The Internet 2. Feminization class 3. Fem World - I bet there's a book I could buy. \ <<elseif ($handjobquest eq 4) and ($handjobvideo eq 0)>>Now that my handjob technique has improved, it's time that I convinced <span class="todd">Todd</span> to film me giving him a handjob. Once that's done, <span class="katie">Katie</span> will let me make more money by stroking cock at the Cauldron.\ \ <<elseif ($handjobvideo eq 1) and ($chastityquest eq 0)>>Now that I've earned my blue bracelet, I can sell my services as a handjob waitress at the Cauldron! Fuck, I love making guys cum...\ \ <<elseif $chastityquest eq 1>>Fuck. The big boss at the Cauldron, <span class="boss">Mr. Nazarov</span>, locked me in a chastity cage. And to make matters worse, the cage was <span class="katie">Katie's</span> idea. I feel... awful. I trusted <span class="katie">Katie</span>, and look where it got me. Hopefully I can find her on campus and get some answers out of her.\ \ <<elseif $chastityquest eq 2>><span class="katie">Katie</span> is drumming up a plan to free me from my chastity cage. For now, I need to learn to live with it. The trouble is, I can't seem to get myself to cum with it on - I've never been hornier! Maybe I should show <span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span> my chastity cage. I bet she'd be able to help me deal with it.\ \ <<elseif ($chastityquest eq 3) and ($hasdildo eq 0)>><span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span> is going to teach me how to receive sexual pleasure and orgasm like a woman! If I follow her instructions, I should be able to learn how to cum in chastity. She's asked me to go to Fem World and buy a dildo. I should do that when I get the chance.\ \ <<elseif ($chastityquest eq 3) and ($hasdildo eq 1)>><span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span> is going to teach me how to receive sexual pleasure and orgasm like a woman! If I follow her instructions, I should be able to learn how to cum in chastity. Now that I've purchased my first dildo, I should go to feminization class and learn how to use it.\ \ <<elseif $chastityquest eq 4>>My lessons with <span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span> are going well, but I'm not quite ready to take a dildo up my ass. I should keep attending feminization class.\ \ <<elseif $chastityquest eq 5>>I did it - I took a dildo up my boypussy! While I wasn't able to cum, it felt nice to be so filled up, and to stimulate my asshole and the sensitive walls inside. Masturbating like a girl is simply better than the masculine alternative! I wonder if <span class="katie">Katie</span> has had any more luck with drumming a plan to get me out of this chastity cage. I should look for her the next time I'm on campus.\ \ <<elseif ($chastityquest eq 6) and ($gagreflexremoved eq 0) and ($carlosstatus lt 5)>>The plan to free me from my chastity cage is offically in motion! Basically, <span class="katie">Katie's</span> plan is for me to steal the key from <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> desk after earning the red bracelet (a.k.a the blowjob bracelet) from him. But I can't even attempt the heist until I've accomplished two things: I need to break my gag reflex. I should ask for <span class="susan">Susan's</span> help during our next date, and <span class="todd">Todd's</span> help the next time I'm at the gym. Between the two of them, I should be gag-free soon enough. I need to learn the access code to <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> desk from <span class="carlos">Carlos</span>. To do that, I should work as a busgirl at the Cauldron and keep flirting with him until I find an opening.\ \ <<elseif ($chastityquest eq 6) and ($gagreflexremoved eq 1) and ($carlosstatus lt 5)>>The plan to free me from my chastity cage is offically in motion! Basically, <span class="katie">Katie's</span> plan is for me to steal the key from <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> desk after earning the red bracelet (a.k.a the blowjob bracelet) from him. I've removed my gag reflex, but I still need to get the desk's access code from <span class="carlos">Carlos</span> before I can attempt to steal the key. If I keep working for <span class="carlos">Carlos</span> as a busgirl at the Cauldron, I'm sure I'll get my chance eventually.\ \ <<elseif ($chastityquest eq 6) and ($gagreflexremoved eq 0) and ($carlosstatus eq 5)>>The plan to free me from my chastity cage is offically in motion! Basically, <span class="katie">Katie's</span> plan is for me to steal the key from <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> desk after earning the red bracelet (a.k.a the blowjob bracelet) from him. I've gotten the access code from <span class="carlos">Carlos</span>, but I still need to break my gag reflex. I need to make sure I get help from both <span class="susan">Susan's</span> and <span class="todd">Todd's</span>. Between the two of them, I should be gag-free soon enough.\ \ <<elseif ($chastityquest eq 7)>>Finally, I have everything I need to win my red bracelet and steal my chastity key. Next time I'm working at the Cauldron, I should tell <span class="katie">Katie</span> I'm ready to suck <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> cock. I wonder how big it is...\ \ <<elseif ($chastityquest eq 8)>>I did it! I stole the chastity key! Now I can blow customers for cash at the Cauldron, and soon I should be free from my cage. I should meet <span class="katie">Katie</span> the next time I'm on campus. She'll bring me to her mysterious locksmith, and we'll have a duplicate key made. Then I just have to return the original... somehow.\ \ <<elseif $chastityquest eq 9>>Wow - I did not expect to have to make an amateur porno to get a duplicate of my chastity cage's key! At least I got to make it with <span class="katie">Katie</span> and not that pervy locksmith. The locksmith will need a few days to create the duplicate. I bet <span class="katie">Katie</span> will find me on campus when it's ready.\ \ <<elseif $chastityquest eq 10>>I have the original key, but I promised <span class="katie">Katie</span> that I wouldn't use it to unlock my cage. Instead, I'm supposed to go the Cauldron on an evening I'm not working, go up to the third floor, and sneak into <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> office. Once I put back the original key, <span class="katie">Katie</span> will give me the duplicate, and I'll be home free!\ \ <<elseif $chastityquest eq 11>>I should unlock myself - I need to make sure this duplicate key actually works on my chastity cage!\ \ <<elseif $virginityquest eq 1>>I did it! I freed myself from chastity! I can't wait to see <span class="katie">Katie</span> at my next waitressing shift at the Cauldron. She's going to be so excited! Of course, I'll still need to wear my chastity cage whenever I want to work as a waitress. Still, it will feel great to just let my clitty breathe once in a while. It seems to positively <i>tiny</i> now... it's like my body's finally accepted that all I have between my legs is an inflated clitoris, and not an actual penis. I love it! \ <<elseif $virginityquest eq 2>>Shit - <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> knows that <span class="katie">Katie</span> was up to something the night I returned the original chastity cage key. He's punished her secrecy by banishing her to Russia, at least for the time being. That means I'm on my own again the mob. Fuck... I need to find some way to contact <span class="katie">Katie</span>... <<elseif $virginityquest eq 3>>I got into contact with <span class="katie">Katie</span>! She's doing alright in Russia. Apparently she's been punished like this before. She ran into a file about my dad in the <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> database, back in Russia. She put the pieces together and now she knows about my somewhat insane quest to keep my dad alive. Thankfully, she's agreed to help me save him. Somehow. She's going to work out a plan. For now, she wants me to get <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> to trust me. I guess I should keep working as a waitress supervisor and see if I can get on his good side. I mean, if he has a good side. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 4>>Shit! There's been a bit of mutiny at the Cauldron. Apparently, the other waitresses aren't too pleased with being bossed around by a girl with only two bracelets. <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> has come up with a solution. He wants me to get breast augmentation surgery to prove how devoted I am to the Cauldron, then he'll reinstate me as supervisor and tell all the other girls to fuck off. If I make my boobs big enough, I'll even get a green bracelet, allowing me to give clients tit jobs. <<if $fem lte 6>>I just don't feel comfortable making my boobs any bigger than they already are. Maybe if I keep attending Feminization class, I'll come around to the idea..<<else>>I should head to the cosmetic surgery clinic at the hospital and learn more about my options.<</if>> <<elseif ($virginityquest gte 5) and ($virginityquest lt 8)>>I've completed my breast augmentation consultation, and learned about all the different ways to enhance my bust. Before I commit to the surgery, I should get the opinions of those closest to me. Specifically, I should connect with <span class="katie">Katie</span>, <span class="todd">Todd</span>, and <span class="susan">Susan</span> to hear what they think. Once I've spoken to all three, I should be ready for surgery. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 8>>I've gathered all the opinions I could ever need - I'm ready to enhance my breasts and get back into the waitress game. It seems like everyone as some kind of preference: <span class="katie">Katie</span> wants me to stay true to my femboy roots and make my breasts small and perky, with large, puffy nipples. <span class="todd">Todd</span> wants my boobs to get big, round and natural, just like a young, fertile MILF after her first pregnancy. <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> wants me to stuff my breasts with silicone implants so I can look like a bimbo fuckdoll. And last, <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan">Susan</span> doesn't seem to care what kind of surgery I get. She's too focused on getting bred by black men to worry about stuff like this.<<else>><span class="susan">Susan</span> just wants me to do whatever makes me happy. She's such a sweetheart!<</if>> <<elseif $virginityquest eq 9>>I did it! My surgery went super well, and now I have a perfect pair of <<if $chest eq 5>>small, perky hormone tits<<elseif $chest eq 6>>big, natural love pillows<<else>>big, silicone boobies<</if>>! Now I can work at the Cauldron has waitress supervisor, again. I'll make sure I show my tits off to <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> during my next shift. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 10>><<if $chest eq 5>><span class="boss">Nazarov</span> wasn't too pleased with my hormone tits, but<<elseif $chest eq 6>><span class="boss">Nazarov</span> liked the look my big, natural breasts, and<<else>><span class="boss">Nazarov</span> loved the sight of my big, fake, bimbo tits, and<</if>> approved my return as waitress supervisor. <<if $chest gte 6>>He even gave me a green bracelet, so now I can give out tit jobs at the Cauldron for extra cash!<</if>> He mentioned something about 'owning' my anal virginity, and some vague plan to sell it as profitably as possible. I don't know what he means, but I should probably make sure I don't let any cocks inside my boypussy without <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> approval. I'm building up some goodwill with <span class="boss">Nazarov</span>, but I wouldn't say he trusts me quite yet. I should reconnect with <span class="katie">Katie</span> and see what she thinks. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 11>><span class="katie">Katie</span> says that if I want to really gain <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> trust, I need to the most important part of any waitress supervisor's job: recruit new girls to the Cauldron. I'll need to think long and hard about who to recruit, though. Whoever I choose, I'm basically entangling them in the web of my fucked up life. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 12>>I've thought it over, and I think I have four options in terms of recruiting a new waitress to the Cauldron: 1. <span class="susan">Susan</span> - I could ask her during a Friday evening date. 2. <span class="olivia">Olivia</span> - I could ask her the next time I'm at the gym. 3. <span class="becky">Becky</span> - I could ask her after Feminization class. 4. <span class="rachel">Rachel</span> - I could ask her after Feminization class. Of course, I could always recruit more than one new waitress. It might be to my advantage to have plenty of waitresses more loyal to me than to <span class="boss">Nazarov</span>... Once I have someone interested, I should complete a photo shoot with them at the Cauldron during one my shifts. Then it will just be a matter of going to <span class="boss">Nazarov's</span> office on a day I'm not working and getting his approval. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 13>>I did it! I recruited a waitress to the Cauldron! Not only was this a huge boost in <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> trust of me, but it also means I'll earn a bit more during each waitress shift! For the time being, I should just keep my head down and keep working. I have a feeling that now that <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> sees how useful I am, he'll be pulling me into more of his schemes. Soon I'll be part of his inner circle... <<elseif $virginityquest eq 14>>The other day at the Cauldron, I saw <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> staring at me, deep in thought. He's definitely planning something. I bet the next time I work at the Cauldron, he'll have something he wants to tell me. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 15>><span class="boss">Nazarov</span> wants to show me off to his business partners during some meeting that's taking place at the Cauldron soon. I'm supposed to represent the future of the <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> crime family's prostitution business - the sissy whore. Things are getting crazier and crazier. I hope I can get in contact with <span class="katie">Katie</span> soon and get some advice. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 16>><span class="boss">Nazarov</span> wants to show me off to his business partners during some meeting that's taking place at the Cauldron soon. I'm supposed to represent the future of the <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> crime family's prostitution business - the sissy whore. Before I can be presented during meeting, I need to buy a set of clothes to look the part. I'm pretty sure there's some really sexy lingerie for sale at Fem World. I should go there and buy it. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 17>>I bought the <i>sexiest</i> little set of black lingerie I've ever seen in my life. <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> and his cronies won't be able to take their eyes off of me. When I'm ready, I should report to <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> in his office on an evening where I'm not working. Before then, it might do me good to make myself as beautiful as possible. I know <span class="boss">Nazarov</span> loves girls looking like bimbo fuckdolls. That means big lips, big tits, lots of tattoos, lots of piercings... the works, really. <<elseif $virginityquest eq 18>>End of v0.4 content. <</if>></span> \ [[Return->Your Bedroom]]
All the knowledge in world at your fingertips... but what to do with it? <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Home/laptop.jpg" width=600 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/laptop2.jpg" width=600 /><</if>> [[Watch vanilla porn->Vanilla Porn]] <<if $fem gte 1>>[[Watch female solo porn->Female Solo Porn]]<</if>> <<if $fem gte 2>>[[Watch hentai porn->Hentai Porn]]<</if>> <<if $hetero lte 9>>[[Watch anal porn->Anal Porn]]<</if>> <<if ($bbcfound eq 1) and ($bbcyes eq 1)>>[[Watch BBC porn->BBC Porn]]<</if>> <<if $hetero lte 8>>[[Watch blowjob porn->Blowjob Porn]]<</if>> <<if $fem gte 3>>[[Watch female solo anal porn->Female Solo Anal Porn]]<</if>> <<if $hetero lte 7>>[[Watch trans porn->Trans Porn]]<</if>> <<if $hetero lte 6>>[[Watch trans gangbang porn->Trans Gangbang Porn]]<</if>> <<if $hetero lte 5>>[[Watch sissy solo porn->Sissy Solo Porn]]<</if>> <<if $bbcdatescore gte 3>>[[Watch Susan simp porn->Susan Simp Porn]]<</if>> <<if ($susanlunch gte 1) and ($bbcfound eq 0)>>[[Look up BBC->BBC Search]]<</if>> <<if ($handjobquest gte 1) and ($handjobwatched eq 0)>>[[Look up how to give a handjob->Handjob Search]]<</if>> [[Return->Your Bedroom]]
<<set $time = "Night">> <img src="Images/Home/sleep1.jpg" width=400 /> You climb into bed and get ready for some deep, uninterrupted sleep. You've always had strangely intense dreams - you can't think of the last time you had slept through the night without some weird, usually lewd experience. <<if $daynumber eq 1>> Just as you cross into dreamland, your phone buzzes. It's your mother. [[You'd better answer it. ->Father Captured]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($daynumber gt 1) and ($hetero eq 10)>> [[Your dream begins->Hetero 10 Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($daynumber gt 1) and ($hetero eq 9)>> [[Your dream begins->Hetero 9 Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($daynumber gt 1) and ($hetero eq 8)>> [[Your dream begins->Hetero 8 Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($daynumber gt 1) and ($hetero eq 7)>> [[Your dream begins->Hetero 7 Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($hetero eq 6) and ($katielunch gte 3) and ($pluggedwaitresscount gte 2) and not hasVisited("Gloryhole Dream")>>[[Your dream beings->Gloryhole Dream]]<<elseif ($daynumber gt 1) and ($hetero eq 6)>> [[Your dream begins->Hetero 6 Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($daynumber gt 1) and ($chastityquest eq 0) and ($hetero eq 5)>> [[Your dream begins->Hetero 5 Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($daynumber gt 1) and ($chastity eq 1) and ($chastityquest lte 4)>> [[Your dream begins->Chastity Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($daynumber gt 1) and ($chastityquest gte 5) and ($chastityquest lte 11)>> [[Your dream begins->Chastity Fuck Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if $virginityquest eq 2>>[[Just then, your phone beeps->Katie Call 1]]<<elseif ($virginityquest gte 5) and not hasVisited("Katie Call Breasts")>>[[Just then, your phone beeps->Katie Call Breasts]]<<elseif ($virginityquest eq 10) and ($day eq "Sunday")>>[[Just then, your phone beeps->Katie Call 2]]<<elseif $virginityquest eq 15>>[[Just then, your phone beeps->Katie Call 3]]<<elseif ($daynumber gt 1) and ($chastityquest gte 12) and ($homo eq 6)>> [[Your dream begins->Bi 6 Dream]] <</if>> \ \ <<if $chastity eq 1>><<set $chastitycount += 1>><</if>> <<if ($susanopen eq 1) and ($susanscript eq 0) and ($susanstatus eq 6)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Susan is saved!"); Dialog.wiki("You've successfully freed Susan from Olivier's clutches. While your relationship will never be quite the same, you're now your girlfriend's girlfriend! Now that you're in an open relationship, you can indulge in your new, growing desires, and even get Susan involved in them!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $susancript = 1>> <</if>> <<if ($susancuck eq 1) and ($susanscript eq 0) and ($susanstatus eq 6)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Susan is a whole new woman!"); Dialog.wiki("You've given Susan the green light to pursue her growing desire for black cock. She's still your girlfriend, but it's clear your relationship is going to change a lot as she embraces her natural role in the world, with you helping her every step of the way!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $susancript = 1>> <</if>> <<set $p = 0>> <<set $i = 0>>
Looking into <<if $fem lte 6>>the mirror<<else>>your classy, feminine mirror<</if>>, you see your deepest self - both physically and mentally. <<if $fem gte 7>>And you look sexy as fuck.<</if>> <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Home/mirror.jpg" width=300 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/mirror2.jpg" width=350 /><</if>> <b>Mental State</b> <<if $homo lte 4>>Your <span class="blue"><b>Heterosexuality</b></span> score is <b>$hetero</b>. Your <span class="purple"><b>Homosexuality</b></span> score is <b>$homo</b>. Your combined sexuality score is<<if $hetero eq 10>> <b>10</b>. You're a completely straight male, and thus you're only attracted to women. All things masculine are complete turn offs for you.<<elseif $hetero eq 9>> <b>8</b>. You're mostly straight, but some recent experiences have cast that truth into doubt. Lingering looks from strong men make you feel a bit tingly, though you can't tell why that is. You're attracted to women, but you feel less able to act on that attraction than before.<<elseif $hetero eq 8>> <b>6</b>. You're kind of straight. Heteroflexible might be the word. When muscular men brush by you, you can't help but get hard. You find yourself losing your erection when the only thing you're looking at is a biological woman. Cocks aren't disgusting to you anymore. In truth, they get you a bit excited. <<elseif $hetero eq 7>> <b>4</b>. At this point you have to admit that cocks are kind of hot. You're still attracted to women, but sometimes you wish they had a thick, juicy dick between their legs. If you spend too long staring at a cute guy, your asshole begins to ache, almost like it's missing something. <i>But what?</i> <<elseif $hetero eq 6>> <b>2</b>. You're nearly there. You find yourself more attracted to acting like a submissive girl in sexual situations than as a traditional man. You're favorite part of the human body is a musky, precum-dripping cock. You like the taste of cum - it makes your cock hard. A little push, and you'll be ready to admit the truth.<<else>> <b>0</b>. You are officially <span class="purple"><b>bisexual</b></span>. You're not attracted to women so much as you're attracted to femininity. You love curves, sweet scents, and perky breasts. You wouldn't mind having all those things yourself. Men primarily get you hard at this point, and you'll never stick your dick in a pussy again, but you're happy to make out with and play around with girls. They're sexy - just like you!<</if>> <<else>>Your <span class="purple"><b>Bisexuality</b></span> score is <b>$homo</b> With a score of<<if $homo eq 5>> <b>5</b>, you're just getting comfortable with your newly recognized sexuality. You find men new, attractive, and exotic, but you're not ready to take it to the next level with them, yet. You like acting a bit slutty for guys and girls alike in private, but your inhibitions stop you from doing anything too wild - especially not in public. You've still got a lot of blossoming to do as a newly minted bisexual.<<elseif $homo eq 6>> <b>6</b>, you're getting more comfortable with your new sexual identity, and your new role in sexual situations. You've recently begun to give blowjobs, and you can't help but love the feeling of a thick cock down your throat. You've started to wonder what it would feel like to lose your anal virginity to a sexy stud.<</if>><</if>> Your <span class="pink"><b>Femininity</b></span> score is <b>$fem</b>. <<if $fem eq 0>> You're no Hercules, sure, but you're definitely all man. \ <<elseif $fem eq 1>> You've had your first experience crossdressing. It felt wild, sexual, and liberating. You don't know what to do about it, but you have a feeling there is no going back to who you were before. Your journey has just begun. \ <<elseif $fem eq 2>> Panties feel <span class="pink"><i>nice</i></span>. Is that so bad? I guess you're a guy with a secret. \ <<elseif $fem eq 3>> Life is better without body hair. And leggings make you feel <span class="pink"><i>pretty</i></span>. \ <<elseif $fem eq 4>> Maybe girls really do have more fun. You think you might prefer women's clothes over men's. If you had a <span class="pink"><i>girl's name</i></span>, what would it be? \ <<elseif $fem eq 5>> You find yourself thinking of yourself as a woman more and more often. Masculine clothing, mannerisms, and perceptions seem distant to you. You feel yourself transitioning fully into womanhood and - though you have a long path to go - you're starting to accept that.\ <<elseif $fem eq 6>> Life as a girl is just <i>normal</i> at this point. From your clothes, to the way you speak and act, there's little to suggest you're anything but a woman.\ <<elseif $fem eq 7>> You no longer own a shred of masculine clothing, and your apartment just screams femininity from the ceiling to the floor. You've not just made peace with your new identity, you're starting to fall in love with it. You were <i>meant</i> to be a girl, and you want to explore all that life as one has to offer.\ <</if>> \ [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <b>Physical State</b> <b>Face</b> <<if $face eq 1>> You keep your face shaven. Unforunately, you have a boyish face and a small, unimpressive jawline. \ <img src="Images/Body/face1.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $face eq 2>> You keep your face fully made-up, now. You've mastered the subtle art of suggesting femininity without looking like a drag queen or a prostitute. You're beautiful, and to everyone who doesn't already know you, you basically look like a woman! \ <img src="Images/Body/face2.jpg" width=200 /> \ <</if>> <<if $piercingear eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl1.jpg">'`>>Your ears are pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingear eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl2.jpg">'`>>Your ears are pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingear eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl3.jpg">'`>>Your ears are pierced<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <<if $piercingnose eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl1.jpg">'`>>Your nose is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingnose eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl2.jpg">'`>>Your nose is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingnose eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl3.jpg">'`>>Your nose is pierced<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <b>Lips</b> <<if $lips eq 1>> You have normal lips - though they're a bit thick and pouty for a guy. <img src="Images/Body/lips1.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $lips eq 2>> You keep your lips moisturized with chapstick and a bit of coconut oil, topped off with just the right shade of lipstick. <img src="Images/Body/lips2.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $lips eq 3>> You've surgically enhanced your lips to make them bigger, poutier, and sluttier. You look sexy as hell, and everyone who sees them know those lips were made for sucking cock. <img src="Images/Body/lips3.jpg" width=200 /> \ <</if>> <<if $piercinglip eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl1.jpg">'`>>Your lip is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercinglip eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl2.jpg">'`>>Your lip is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercinglip eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl3.jpg">'`>>Your lip is pierced<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <<if $piercingtongue eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtonguegirl1.jpg">'`>>Your tongue is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingtongue eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtonguegirl2.jpg">'`>>Your tongue is pierced<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <b>Chest</b> <<if $chest eq 1>> Your chest is lean, hairy, and unimpressive. <img src="Images/Body/chest1.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $chest eq 2>> You've got a smooth, soft chest. Quite androgynous. <img src="Images/Body/chest2.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $chest eq 3>> Your nipples are puffy and sensitive, and your chest feels a bit sore. Something's changing. <img src="Images/Body/chest3.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $chest eq 4>> Your areola are larger and darker than before, and the tissue beneath is developed enough to bounce as you walk. They're small, but they're definitely there. You have a pair of cute, perky breasts! <img src="Images/Body/chest4.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $chest eq 5>> Your breasts are pointed, with large, puffy nipples. Small and sexy, they're clearly the mark of a late second puberty and are common among trans women. <img src="Images/Body/chest5.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $chest eq 6>> Your breasts are large, bouncy, and full. They have pleasing sloping shape and natural appearance. You've been blessed by nature with large and lovely boobs! <img src="Images/Body/chest6.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $chest eq 7>> Your breasts are large, round, and protude sharply from your chest. Made of silicone yet still sensitive to the touch, your big fake tits turn heads whenever you go. <img src="Images/Body/chest7.jpg" width=200 /> \ <</if>> <<if $piercingnipple eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipplegirl1.jpg">'`>>Your nipples are pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingnipple eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipplegirl2.jpg">'`>>Your nipples are pierced<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <<if $piercingnavel eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl1.jpg">'`>>Your belly button is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingnavel eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl2.jpg">'`>>Your belly button is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingnavel eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl3.jpg">'`>>Your belly button is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingnavel eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl4.jpg">'`>>Your belly button is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingnavel eq 5>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl5.jpg">'`>>Your belly button is pierced<</hovertip>> <<elseif $piercingnavel eq 6>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl6.jpg">'`>>Your belly button is pierced<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <<if $tattoocollar eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar1.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your collarbone<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoocollar eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar2.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your collarbone<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoocollar eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar3.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your collarbone<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoocollar eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar4.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your collarbone<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoocollar eq 5>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar5.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your collarbone<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoocollar eq 6>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar6.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your collarbone<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoocollar eq 7>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar7.jpeg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your collarbone<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ \ <<if $tattoohip eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip1.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your hip<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoohip eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip2.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your hip<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoohip eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip3.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your hip<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoohip eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip4.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your hip<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ \ <<if $tattooupperback eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback1.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your upper back<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperback eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback2.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your upper back<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperback eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback3.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your upper back<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperback eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback4.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your upper back<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ \ <<if $tattoolowerback eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerback1.jpg">'`>>You have a tramp stamp<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoolowerback eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerbac2.jpg">'`>>You have a tramp stamp<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoolowerback eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerback3.jpg">'`>>You have a tramp stamp<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <b>Arms</b> <<if $arms eq 1>> Your arms are as skinny as they are hairy. <img src="Images/Body/arms1.jpg" width=320 /> \ <<elseif $arms eq 2>> Your arms are smooth and just a bit dainty. <img src="Images/Body/arms2.jpg" width=320 /> \ <<elseif $arms eq 3>> Your arms are smooth, radiant, and sensitive to the touch. <img src="Images/Body/arms3.jpg" width=250 /> \ <</if>> <<if $tattoowrist eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist1.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your right wrist<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoowrist eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist2.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your right wrist<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoowrist eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist3.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your right wrist<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoowrist eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist4.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your right wrist. It clearly identifies you as a proud trans woman.<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoowrist eq 5>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist5.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your right wrist. It clearly identifies you as a proud trans woman.<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <<if $tattoowristleft eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowristleft1.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left wrist. For those who recognize it, it marks you as one of Sapphire's transgender prostitutes.<</hovertip>> <</if>> <b>Nails</b> <<if $nails eq 1>> You have plain, boring nails. Good for biting. <img src="Images/Body/nails1.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<else>> Your nails are short and painted in <span class="pink">girly</span> colors. <img src="Images/Body/nails2.jpg" width=200 /> \ <</if>> <b>Penis</b> <<if $penis eq 1>> You've got an average penis. Okay, maybe a bit smaller than average. <img src="Images/Body/penis1.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $penis eq 2>> Your penis is petite and hairless. Cute!. <img src="Images/Body/penis2.jpg" width=300 /> \ <<elseif ($penis eq 3) and ($chastity eq 1)>> Your small, feminine penis is locked in a cute pink chastity cage! <img src="Images/Body/penis3.jpg" width=300 /> \ <<elseif ($penis eq 3) and ($chastity eq 0)>> Your penis is free from chastity, but being locked up for so long has changed it forever. It is extremely small, and doesn't grow much larger when erect. Your erections don't make it particularly hard, either. It will never penetrate a pussy or asshole again - so it's essentially just a pleasure button above your boypussy. Put simply - you no longer have a cock, you have a clitty! <img src="Images/Body/penis4.jpg" width=300 /> \ <</if>> <b>Ass</b> <<if $ass eq 1>> You've got a tight, hairy man-ass. <img src="Images/Body/ass1.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $ass eq 2>> Now that your ass is smooth, it looks like a girl's bottom. <img src="Images/Body/ass2.jpg" width=250 /> <<elseif $ass eq 3>> Your ass is looking nice and round from all your exercise. You officially have a curvy, juicy booty. <img src="Images/Body/ass3.jpg" width=250 /> <<elseif $ass eq 4>> You've surgically enhanced your booty to make it bigger and bouncier. It's a very grabbable, slapable behind. <img src="Images/Body/ass4.jpg" width=250 /> <</if>> <<if $tattooupperass eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass1.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo slightly above your ass<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperass eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass2.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo slightly above your ass<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperass eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass3.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo slightly above your ass<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperass eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass4.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo slightly above your ass<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperass eq 5>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass5.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo slightly above your ass<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperass eq 6>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass6.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo slightly above your ass<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooupperass eq 7>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass7.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo slightly above your ass<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <<if $tattooass eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass1.jpg">'`>>You have a slutty tattoo on your ass cheeks<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooass eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass2.jpg">'`>>You have a slutty tattoo on your ass cheeks<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooass eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass3.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your ass cheeks<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooass eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass4.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your ass cheeks<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooass eq 5>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass5.jpg">'`>>You have a slutty tattoo on your ass cheeks<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooass eq 6>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass6.jpg">'`>>You have a slutty tattoo on your ass cheeks<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooass eq 7>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass7.jpg">'`>>You have a slutty tattoo on your ass cheeks<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <b>Asshole</b> <<if $asshole eq 1>> You've got a hairy little asshole. <img src="Images/Body/asshole1.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $asshole eq 2>> You keep your asshole nice and smooth. It looks cute and clean! <img src="Images/Body/asshole2.jpg" width=250 /> <<elseif $asshole eq 3>> Your anal play has stretched out your boypussy a bit. Instead of being tight and close, it hangs just a touch open, ready to receive a buttplug or finger. Inside, it feels more sensitive and receptive to pleasure than before. <img src="Images/Body/asshole3.jpg" width=250 /> <<elseif $asshole eq 4>> Your boypussy is loose enough to stay gaped throughout the day. It's your primary sexual organ, and feels made to take cock. The only orgasm for a girl like you is the sissygasm. <img src="Images/Body/asshole4.jpg" width=250 /> <</if>> <b>Legs</b> <<if $legs eq 1>> Normal, hairy legs, like any other guy who <i>always</i> skips leg day. <img src="Images/Body/legs1.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $legs eq 2>> You love running your hands down your smooth legs. They feel more sensitive than before. <img src="Images/Body/legs2.jpg" width=200 /> \ <<elseif $legs eq 3>> Your legs are smooth, fun to touch, and forever hairless. They are the epitome of long, feminine legs, and you love to show them off. <img src="Images/Body/legs3.jpg" width=200 /> \ <</if>> <<if $tattoothigh eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh1.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left thigh<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoothigh eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh2.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your right thigh<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoothigh eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh3.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left thigh<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoothigh eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh4.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left thig<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoothigh eq 5>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh5.jpg">'`>>You have matching tattoos on your thighs<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattoothigh eq 6>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh6.jpg">'`>>You have matching tattoos on your thighs<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ <<if $tattooankle eq 1>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle1.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left ankle<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooankle eq 2>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle2.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left ankle<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooankle eq 3>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle3.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left ankle<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooankle eq 4>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle4.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left ankle<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooankle eq 5>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle5.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left ankle<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooankle eq 6>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle6.jpg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left ankle<</hovertip>> <<elseif $tattooankle eq 7>>\ <<hovertip `'<img style="width: 300px;" src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle7.jpeg">'`>>You have a tattoo on your left ankle<</hovertip>> <</if>>\ [[Return->Your Bedroom]]
You load up some tried-and-true pornography. Simple tastes for a simple dude! <<set $vanillapornset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $vanillapornchoice = $vanillapornset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $vanillapornchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/vanillaporn1.gif" width=600 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $vanillapornchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/vanillaporn2.gif" width=600 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $vanillapornchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/vanillaporn3.gif" width=600 /> <</if>> <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<elseif $hetero gte 10>> [[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]]<<else>> [[Jerk off->Failed Masturbation]] <</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
Watching all those lewds acts on your screen gets you hot and bothered. It's not long before your <<if $fem gte 3>>feminine <</if>>penis stiffens. You vigorously stroke it, feeling your climax already nearing. <<if $penis eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbation.gif" width=300 /> <<elseif $penis eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbation2.gif" width=350 /> <</if>> <<if $hetero gte 7>>[[Cum->Regular Climax]]<<else>>[[Play with your asshole->Buttplug Masturbation]]<</if>>
Hitting your peak all too soon, a few ropey loads shoot out of your <<if $fem gte 3>>girl <</if>>cock. <<if $hetero gte 7>><img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbationcum.gif" width=600 /><<elseif $fem lte 5>><img src="Images/Home/buttplugcum2.gif" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbationcum3.gif" width=600 /><</if>> <<if $hetero lte 6>>Seeing all that cum dribble out of your penis, your mouth starts to water. Still dazed from your orgasm, you scoop up a handful of your own man seed and slurp it past your lips. Sticky, salty, and delicious, you enjoy every drop. <img src="Images/Computer/swallowingcum1.gif" width=600 /> <</if>> After closing your computer, you wipe off the mess with a tissue, then get back to the real world. [[Ah, sweet relief! ->Your Bedroom]]
<<if $fem lte 6>>A simple, well-organized closet. No lions or witches in sight.<<else>>A large, stylish closet. Heels, dresses, all kinds of accessories - clothes and toys for any situation a girl might find herself in!<</if>> <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Clothes/closet1.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Clothes/closet2.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <<if $boymode eq 1>>You don't feel like changing your clothes <<else>>Here, you can change your clothes. <<if ($hasfemoutfit eq 1) and ($sentfempicture eq 0)>> [[Try on girly clothing for the first time->Trying on Girls Clothing]]<<else>>[[Change outfit->Overwear]]<</if>> <<if ($haspanties eq 1) and ($katiequest3 eq 1)>> [[Try on panties for the first time->Trying on Panties]]<<else>>[[Change underwear->Underwear]]<</if>> <<if $chest gte 4>> [[Change bras->Bras]] <</if>> <<if ($hetero eq 7) and ($hasbuttplug eq 1)>> [[Insert a buttplug up your ass for the first time->Buttplug First Time 1]]<<elseif $hetero lte 6>> [[Change toys->Toys]]<</if>> <<if $earspierced eq 1>>[[Change earrings->Earrings Closet]]<</if>> <<if $nosepierced eq 1>>[[Change nose piercings->Nose Closet]]<</if>> <<if $navelpierced eq 1>>[[Change navel piercings->Navel Closet]]<</if>> <<if $lippierced eq 1>>[[Change lip piercings->Lip Closet]]<</if>> <<if $nipplespierced eq 1>>[[Change nipple piercings->Nipple Closet]]<</if>> <<if $tonguepierced eq 1>>[[Change tongue piercings->Tongue Closet]]<</if>> <</if>>\ [[Return->Your Bedroom]]
<<if $fem gte 7>>Few things make you feel more at peace than spending time in your pink, girly bathroom.<</if>> You always take a shower, brush your teeth, and do a bit of personal grooming every morning. But sometimes, an extra shower just feels nice. <<if $chastityquest gte 4>> Lately, you've also started each morning with a deep enema to clear out your boypussy. You love feeling clean and ready for anal pleasure every day!<</if>> <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Home/bathroom.jpg" width=450 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/bathroom2.jpg" width=500 /><</if>> [[Take a shower->Shower]] [[Check medicine cabinet->Medicine Cabinet]] <<if $chastityquest gte 4>>[[Give yourself an enema->Enema]] <</if>> <<if $boymode eq 1>> <<else>> \ <<if ($otherinventory.includes("full body shaving kit")) and ($chest eq 1)>> [[Shave your body->Shaving Your Body]]<</if>> \ <<if ($otherinventory.includes("nail polish")) and ($nails eq 1)>> [[Paint your nails->Painting Your Nails]]<</if>> <<if ($otherinventory.includes("makeup set")) and ($face eq 1)>> [[Learn how to do your face->Putting on Makeup]]<</if>> \ <</if>> \ [[Return->Your Bedroom]]
You take a nice, soothing shower. <<if $chest eq 1>><i>Ah...</i> <<else>> <span class="pink"><i>Ah...</i></span><</if>> <<if $chest eq 1>> <img src="Images/Home/shower1.gif" width=500 /> <<elseif ($chest gte 2) and ($chest lte 4)>> \ <<set $showerset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ <<set $showerchoice = $showerset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $showerchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Home/shower2.gif" width=500 /> \ <</if>>\ <<if $showerchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Home/shower3.gif" width=400 /> \ <</if>>\ <<if $showerchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Home/shower5.gif" width=400 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<elseif $chest eq 5>><img src="Images/Home/shower4.gif" width=400 /> \ <<elseif $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Home/shower6.gif" width=400 /> \ <<elseif $chest gte 7>><img src="Images/Home/shower7.gif" width=400 /> \<</if>> \ [[Return->Your Bedroom]]
Your outfit is what the world will see you wear. So, choose wisely. You are currently wearing <<if ($overwear eq "nude") and ($underwear eq "nude")>>nothing at all! <<elseif $overwear eq "nude">>nothing over your underwear. <<else>>your $overwear. <</if>> <<if $overwear neq "nude">> [[Strip out of your outfit->Overwear Nude]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("green shirt and jeans")) and ($overwear neq "green shirt and jeans")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/green shirt and jeans.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Green Shirt and Jeans]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("white shirt and jeans")) and ($overwear neq "white shirt and jeans")>> <img src="Images/Clothes/white shirt and jeans.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->White Shirt and Jeans]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("black shirt and jeans")) and ($overwear neq "black shirt and jeans")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/black shirt and jeans.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Black Shirt and Jeans]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("navy blue dress")) and ($overwear neq "navy blue dress")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/navy blue dress.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Navy Blue Dress]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("cute pink dress")) and ($overwear neq "cute pink dress")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/cute pink dress.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Cute Pink Dress]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("pink top and floral skirt")) and ($overwear neq "pink top and floral skirt")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/pink top and floral skirt.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Pink Top and Floral Skirt]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("black top and red skirt")) and ($overwear neq "black top and red skirt")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/black top and red skirt.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Black Top and Red Skirt]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("light blue dress")) and ($overwear neq "light blue dress")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/light blue dress.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Overwear General][$i = 1]] <</if>> <<if ($overwearinventory.includes("white floral dress")) and ($overwear neq "white floral dress")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/white floral dress.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Overwear General][$i = 2]] <</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $i = 0>>
Your underwear keeps your jewels safe and comfy. It's usually hidden underneath your outfit. You are currently wearing <<if ($overwear eq "nude") and ($underwear eq "nude")>>nothing at all! <<elseif $overwear eq "nude">>nothing over your $underwear. <<elseif $underwear eq "nude">>nothing under your $overwear. <<else>> your $underwear under your $overwear. <</if>> <<if $underwear neq "nude">> [[Strip out of your underwear->Underwear Nude]] <</if>> <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("black boxers")) and ($underwear neq "black boxers")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/black boxers.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Black Boxers]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("grey boxers")) and ($underwear neq "grey boxers")>> <img src="Images/Clothes/grey boxers.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Grey Boxers]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("red and black boxers")) and ($underwear neq "red and black boxers")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/red and black boxers.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Red and Black Boxers]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("susan's black panties")) and ($underwear neq "susan's black panties")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/susan's black panties.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Susan's Black Panties]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("blue cotton panties")) and ($underwear neq "blue cotton panties")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/blue cotton panties.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Blue Cotton Panties]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("pink cotton panties")) and ($underwear neq "pink cotton panties")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/pink cotton panties.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Pink Cotton Panties]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("sexy black thong")) and ($underwear neq "sexy black thong")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/sexy black thong.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Sexy Black Thong]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("sexy red thong")) and ($underwear neq "sexy red thong")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/sexy red thong.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Sexy Red Thong]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("sexy white thong")) and ($underwear neq "sexy white thong")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/sexy white thong.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Sexy White Thong]] <</if>> \ <<if ($underwearinventory.includes("elegant grey panties")) and ($underwear neq "elegant grey panties")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/elegant grey panties.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Elegant Grey Panties]] <</if>> \ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You keep your sex toys in a locked drawer - safe and hidden from sight. <<if ($toy neq "nude") and ($underwear eq "nude") and ($overwear eq "nude")>>You are currently wearing nothing except for your $toy, so everyone can see how much of a pervert you are!<<elseif $toy eq "nude">>You don't have anything up your ass right now. You definitely want to change that.<<elseif $toy neq "nude">>You are currently wearing your $toy beneath your clothes. Its keeping you hot and bothered.<</if>> <<if $toy neq "nude">>[[Take out your butt plug->Toy Nude]] <</if>> <<if $chastityquest gte 1>> <img src="Images/Clothes/chastitycage.jpg" width=200 /> <<if $chastityquest lte 9>>You are currently locked in chastity. Since you don't have the key, you can't take it off!<<elseif $chastityquest eq 10>>You are currently locked in chastity. You promised Katie that you wouldn't take it off until you returned the original key to Nazarov's office.<<elseif $chastityquest eq 11>>You are currently locked in chastity. [[Take off the cage for the first time.->Chastity First Removal]]<<elseif $chastity eq 1>>You are currently locked in chastity. [[Take off the cage.->Chastity Removal]]<<elseif $chastity eq 0>>You own a small, pink chastity cage. [[Put it on.->Chastity Cage]]<</if>> <</if>> <<if ($toyinventory.includes("small buttplug")) and ($toy neq "small buttplug")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/small buttplug.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this in->Small Buttplug]] <</if>> <<if ($toyinventory.includes("pink dildo"))>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/pink dildo.jpg" width=200 /> You own an average-sized pink dildo. <</if>> <<if ($toyinventory.includes("strap on dildo"))>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/strap on dildo.jpg" width=200 /> You own a hefty strap on dildo and its accompanying harness. <</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You put on your green shirt and jeans. <<if $fem lte 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonshirt1.jpg" width=200 /> <<else>> <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonshirt2.jpg" width=350 /> <</if>> <<set $overwear = "green shirt and jeans">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>>
You put on your white shirt and jeans. <<if $fem lte 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonshirt1.jpg" width=200 /> <<else>> <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonshirt2.jpg" width=350 /> <</if>> <<set $overwear = "white shirt and jeans">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>>
You remove your outfit, fold it, and return it to the closet. <<if $underwear eq "nude">> You're completely naked! <<else>> You're dressed only in your $underwear. <</if>> <<if $fem lte 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/removingoverwear1.gif" width=250 /> <<else>> <img src="Images/Clothes/removingoverwear2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
You remove your $underwear, fold it, and return it to the closet. <<if $overwear eq "nude">> You're now completely naked! <<else>> You're now wearing nothing under your $overwear. <i>Naughty, naughty!</i> <</if>> <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 0>><img src="Images/Clothes/removingunderwear1.gif" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Clothes/removingunderwear2.gif" width=400 /><</if>> <<set $underwear = "nude">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>>
You put on your black boxers. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonboxers1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $underwear = "black boxers">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>>
You put on your grey boxers. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonboxers1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $underwear = "grey boxers">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>>
<<if $time eq "Night">> After a short walk, you arrive at your university campus. <img src="Images/University/campus night.jpg" width=300 /> It's night, and the campus is closed. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> There are a few stores located on campus, but they're closed at night.<</if>> \ <<if $time eq "Evening">> After a short walk, you arrive at your university campus. <img src="Images/University/campus day.jpg" width=400 /> <<if ($day eq "Saturday") or ($day eq "Sunday")>> Since it's the weekend, the campus grounds are quiet. Only a few students and staff can be seen milling about. <<elseif ($day eq "Monday") and ($repstatus gte 1)>>On Monday evenings, you can work a few extra hours at the Radical Equality Project headquarters.<<else>> It's the evening, so your classes are already over. The campus is still full of students, with most of them leaving class and heading home, or to the many nearby bars. <</if>> <<if ($day eq "Monday") and ($repstatus gte 1)>>[[Head to the REP headquarters->REP Hub]]<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 3) and (($day eq "Saturday") or ($day eq "Sunday"))>><i><span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> can only take you out on a date on weekday evenings. Come back on Monday.</i><<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 3) and ($wearingfemoverwear eq 0)>><i><span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> expects you to be wearing something nice for your date. Come back in a feminine outfit.</i><<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 3)>>[[Text Cade to start your date->Cade 3]]<</if>> <</if>> There are a few stores located on campus. [[Clothing for Dudes]] [[Fem World]] <<if hasVisited("Parlour Discovery")>>[[Tapestry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if ($time eq "Morning") and (($day eq "Saturday") or ($day eq "Sunday"))>> After a short walk, you arrive at your university campus. <img src="Images/University/campus day.jpg" width=400 /> Since it's the weekend, the campus grounds are quiet. Only a few students and staff can be seen milling about. Weekend mornings are for coffee and contemplation, not studying! [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> There are a few stores located on campus. [[Clothing for Dudes]] [[Fem World]] <<if hasVisited("Parlour Discovery")>>[[Tapestry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if ($time eq "Morning") and (($day neq "Saturday") and ($day neq "Sunday"))>> After a short walk, you arrive at your university campus. <img src="Images/University/campus day.jpg" width=400 /> The campus is full of students rushing to class. Speaking of which, you should probably head to yours. <<if $femclass gte 1>> <<elseif $daynumber eq 1>> [[Go to class->First Morning Class]] <<elseif ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and ($teacherstatus eq 0)>>[[Go to class->Panties Class]]<<elseif ($susanlunch eq 0) and ($susanstatus eq 2)>>[[Go to class->Susan Lunch 1]]<<elseif ($susanlunch eq 1) and ($susanstatus eq 3)>>[[Go to class->Susan Lunch 2]]<<elseif ($susanlunch eq 2) and ($susanstatus eq 4) and ($susancuck eq 1)>>[[Go to class->Susan Lunch 3 cuck]]<<elseif ($susanlunch eq 2) and ($susanstatus eq 4) and ($susancuck eq 0)>>[[Go to class->Susan Lunch 3]]<<elseif ($katielunch eq 0) and ($pantieswaitresscount gte 1)>>[[Go to class->Katie Lunch 1]]<<elseif ($katielunch eq 1) and ($shavedwaitresscount gte 2)>>[[Go to class->Katie Lunch 2]]<<elseif ($katielunch eq 2) and ($shavedwaitresscount gte 5)>>[[Go to class->Katie Lunch 3]]<<elseif ($toddlunch eq 0) and ($hetero lte 9) and ($daynumber gte 13)>>[[Go to class->Todd Lunch 1]]<<elseif ($legs eq 2) and ($teacherstatus lte 1)>>[[Go to class->Shaved Class]]<<elseif ($fem eq 4) and ($teacherstatus eq 2)>>[[Go to class->Makeup Class]]<<elseif ($toy neq "nude") and ($teacherstatus eq 3)>>[[Go to class->Buttplug Class]]<<elseif $forcedfemcounter eq 3>>[[Go to class->Girl Clothing Class]]<<elseif ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1) and ($teacherstatus eq 4)>>[[Go to class->Girl Clothing Class]]<<else>>[[Go to class->Morning Class]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($femclass eq 0) or ($fem gte 6)>> <<elseif $boymode eq 1>>[[Go to Welding Class->Welding Class]] <<elseif ($wearingfemoverwear eq 0) or ($wearingfemunderwear eq 0) or ($toy eq "nude")>><i>Ms. Domina will expect me to be wearing panties, feminine clothing, and a buttplug for my Feminization Class.</i><<elseif $teacherstatus eq 4>>[[Go to Feminization Class->First Fem Class]]<<elseif ($femclass gte 3) and ($teacherstatus eq 5)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Heels]]<<elseif ($femclass gte 6) and ($rachelstatus eq 0)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Rachel]]<<elseif ($handjobquest gte 1) and ($teacherstatus eq 6)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Handjob]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 1)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Katie Lunch 4]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 2)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Chastity]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 3) and ($hasdildo eq 1)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Chastity Dildo]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 3) and ($hasdildo eq 0) and ($badstudent eq 0)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Chastity Bad Student 1]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 3) and ($hasdildo eq 0) and ($badstudent eq 1)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Chastity Bad Student 2]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 3) and ($hasdildo eq 0) and ($badstudent eq 2)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Chastity Bad Student 3]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 4)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Chastity Dildo 6]]<<else>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class]]<</if>> \ \ <<if ($femclass eq 0) or ($fem lte 5)>> <<elseif ($day eq $gloryholeday) and ($gloryholecomplete eq 0)>>[[Go work as a glory hole slut->Gloryhole]]<<elseif $day eq $repday>>[[Go to work at the Radical Equality Project->REP Hub]]<<elseif $virginityquest eq 11>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Cauldron Planning]]<<elseif ($wearingfemoverwear eq 0) or ($wearingfemunderwear eq 0) or ($toy eq "nude")>><i>Ms. Domina will expect me to be wearing panties, feminine clothing, and a buttplug for my Feminization Class.</i><<elseif ($susancuckstatus eq 5) and not hasVisited("REP Introduction")>>[[Go to Feminization Class->REP Introduction]]<<elseif ($virginityquest gte 2) and ($susanlunch eq 3) and ($susancuck eq 1)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Susan Lunch 4 cuck]]<<elseif ($virginityquest gte 5) and not hasVisited("Susan Lunch Breasts")>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Susan Lunch Breasts]]<<elseif ($teacherstatus eq 7) and ($virginityquest gte 1) and ($chastity eq 0)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Test 1]]<<elseif ($teacherstatus eq 8) or ($teacherstatus eq 9)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Test 2]]<<elseif $teacherstatus eq 10>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Test 3]]<<elseif $teacherstatus eq 11>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class Test 4]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 5) and ($chastitycount gte 10)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Katie Lunch 5]]<<elseif $chastityquest eq 8>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Katie Lunch 6]]<<elseif ($chastityquest eq 9) and ($chastityquest9count gte 4)>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Katie Lunch 7]]<<elseif $fem gte 7>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class 3]]<<else>>[[Go to Feminization Class->Fem Class 2]]<</if>> \ [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> There are a few stores located on campus. [[Clothing for Dudes]] [[Fem World]] <<if hasVisited("Parlour Discovery")>>[[Tapestry]]<</if>><</if>> <<set $p = 0>>
<<if $time eq "Night">> After a short walk, you arrive at the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/closed2.jpg" width=400 /> It's very late at night, and the bar is closed. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if $time eq "Morning">> After a short walk, you arrive at the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/closed1.jpg" width=450 /> The bar isn't open yet. You'll have to come back in the evening. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if ($time eq "Evening") and (($day neq "Tuesday") and ($day neq "Thursday") and ($day neq "Saturday"))>> After a short walk, you arrive at the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/entry.jpg" width=450 /> The bar is open and you can hear music pumping from past the door. You don't have a shift today, so you don't really need to be here. <<if ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($gotunderwear eq 0) and ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1)>>[[Meet with Katie->Underwear Task]]<<elseif ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($gotunderwear eq 0)>><i>To complete Katie's task, I need to come to Cauldron on a day where I don't have a shift, while dressed in women's clothing.</i><<else>>[[Go in anyway->Wandering the Cauldron]]<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if ($time eq "Evening") and (($day eq "Tuesday") or ($day eq "Thursday") or ($day eq "Saturday"))>> After a short walk, you arrive at the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/entry.jpg" width=450 /> The bar is open and you can hear music pumping from past the door. You should probably get in there and start your shift. [[Get ready for your shift->Preparing to Work at the Cauldron]] [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <</if>> <<set $alreadyincauldron = 0>>
<<if $time eq "Night">> After a short walk, you arrive at the gym. <img src="Images/Gym/closed2.jpg" width=400 /> It's late at night, and the gym is closed. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to class->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if (($time eq "Morning") or ($time eq "Evening")) and (($day eq "Tuesday") or ($day eq "Thursday") or ($day eq "Friday") or ($day eq "Saturday"))>> After a short walk, you arrive at the gym. <img src="Images/Gym/gymexterior.jpg" width=400 /> The gym is open, but you don't have a session with Todd today. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if (($time eq "Morning") or ($time eq "Evening")) and ($day eq "Monday") and ($massagequest eq 0)>> After a short walk, you arrive at the gym. <img src="Images/Gym/gymexterior.jpg" width=400 /> The gym is open, but you don't have a session with Todd today. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if (($time eq "Morning") and ($day eq "Sunday")) or (($time eq "Evening") and ($day eq "Wednesday")) or (($time eq "Evening") and ($day eq "Monday") and ($massagequest gte 1))>> After a short walk, you arrive at the gym. <img src="Images/Gym/gymexterior.jpg" width=400 /> The gym is open, and your session with Todd is starting soon. <<if ($hetero lte 9) and ($todddate eq 0)>>[[Go inside->Phone with Todd]]<<elseif $boymode eq 1>>[[Go inside->Gym Boymode]]<<elseif ($sentfempicture eq 1) and ($todddate eq 1)>>[[Go inside->First Date with Todd]]<<elseif ($gymhet6count gte 1) and ($todddate eq 2) and ($chest gte 4)>>[[Go inside->Second Date with Todd]]<<elseif ($fem eq 6) and ($todddate eq 3)>>[[Go inside->Prep for Third Date with Todd]]<<else>>[[Go inside->Preparing for your Gym Session]]<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>><</if>> \ <<if (($time eq "Morning") and ($day eq "Wednesday")) or (($time eq "Evening") and ($day eq "Sunday")) or (($massagequest gte 1) and ($time eq "Morning") and ($day eq "Monday"))>> After a short walk, you arrive at the gym. <img src="Images/Gym/gymexterior.jpg" width=400 /> The gym is open and you have a session today, but not at this time. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>><</if>> <<set $p = 0>>
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" height=300 width=400 /> <<set $classset = []>> \ <<if $hetero lte 10>> <<set $classset.push("1a", "1b", "1c", "2a", "2b", "2c")>> <</if>> \ <<if $hetero lte 9>> <<set $classset.push("3a", "3b", "3c", "4a", "4b", "4c")>> <</if>> \ <<if $hetero lte 8>> <<set $classset.push("5a", "5b", "5c", "6a", "6b", "6c")>> <<set $classchoice = $classset.delete("1a", "1b", "1c")>> <</if>> \ <<if $hetero lte 7>> <<set $classset.push("7a", "7b", "7c")>> <<set $classchoice = $classset.delete("2a", "2b", "2c")>> <</if>> \ \ <<set $classchoice = $classset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if ($classchoice eq "1a") or ($classchoice eq "1b") or ($classchoice eq "1c")>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> rants on about the genetic superiority of women. You pay very little attention, but enjoy the slide show of fit ladies. <</if>> <<if ($classchoice eq "1a")>> <img src="Images/University/class1a.gif" width=300 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "1b")>> <img src="Images/University/class1b.gif" width=200 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "1c")>> <img src="Images/University/class1c.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if ($classchoice eq "2a") or ($classchoice eq "2b") or ($classchoice eq "2c")>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> goes on a long lecture of the sacred importance of pregnancy, and how the ability to procreate is critical evidence that women are in fact the superior gender. You nod along, entranced by the slide show of heavily pregnant beauties. <</if>> <<if ($classchoice eq "2a")>> <img src="Images/University/class2a.gif" width=300 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "2b")>> <video loop autoplay src="Images/University/class2b.mp4"></video><<elseif ($classchoice eq "2c")>> <img src="Images/University/class2c.gif.webp" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if ($classchoice eq "3a") or ($classchoice eq "3b") or ($classchoice eq "3c")>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> talks about how the bra is a tool of oppression. She spends an hour speaking to the importance of liberating the bosom from cages crafted by men. You think she might be onto something, convinced by the slide show of large, bouncy tits. <</if>> <<if ($classchoice eq "3a")>> <img src="Images/University/class3a.gif" width=250 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "3b")>> <img src="Images/University/class3b.gif.webp" width=400 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "3c")>> <img src="Images/University/class3c.gif.webp" width=450 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<if ($classchoice eq "4a") or ($classchoice eq "4b") or ($classchoice eq "4c")>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> talks about the importance of breaking down the patriarchy by having women be more dominant in bed. You hardly hear a thing, too interested in the slide show of dominant women. <</if>> <<if ($classchoice eq "4a")>> <img src="Images/University/class4a.gif" width=500 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "4b")>> <img src="Images/University/class4b.gif.webp" width=400 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "4c")>> <img src="Images/University/class4c.gif.webp" width=400 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<if ($classchoice eq "5a") or ($classchoice eq "5b") or ($classchoice eq "5c")>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> explains that men dressing in traditionally female clothes and make up is actually a male duty to build empathy with the female cause. You're not sure what she means, but you are intrigued by the crossdressers shown on the screen. <</if>> <<if ($classchoice eq "5a")>> <img src="Images/University/class5a.gif" width=300 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "5b")>> <img src="Images/University/class5b.gif" width=450 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "5c")>> <img src="Images/University/class5c.gif" width=300 /> \ <</if>> \ <<if ($classchoice eq "6a") or ($classchoice eq "6b") or ($classchoice eq "6c")>> \ \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> speaks about the supreme beauty that can be found in lesbian sex. She extolls the virtues of women abandoning the need for an inferior male partner, and instead finding greater pleasure in a female-to-female bond. You hardly listen, enraptured by the lesbian porn projected on the screen. <</if>> <<if ($classchoice eq "6a")>> <img src="Images/University/class6a.gif.webp" width=400 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "6b")>> <img src="Images/University/class6b.gif.webp" width=400 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "6c")>> <img src="Images/University/class6c.gif.webp" width=300 /> \ <</if>> \ \ <<if ($classchoice eq "7a") or ($classchoice eq "7b") or ($classchoice eq "7c")>> \ Today, your teacher speaks about the virtues of pegging. Specifically, how it allows men to experience sex from a traditionally female point of view. You watch, dumbfounded, as the man in the video takes a large dildo like a champ. <</if>> <<if ($classchoice eq "7a")>> <img src="Images/University/class7a.gif" width=500 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "7b")>> <img src="Images/University/class7b.gif.webp" width=400 /> <<elseif ($classchoice eq "7c")>> <img src="Images/University/class7c.gif.webp" width=400 /> \ <</if>> \ As class wraps up in the early evening, you think about where to go next. <<if $fem eq 5>><span class="pink"><i>I wonder how <b>Ms. Domina</b> would react if I came to class in girly clothing. I bet she'd give me an A!</i></span> <<set $forcedfemcounter += 1>>\<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> \
<img src="Images/Father/mothercrying1.jpg" width=400 /> <b>"Hey mom, what's-"</b> is all you're able to say before your mother cuts in. <span class="mom"><b>"Oh $playername, it's horrible. Horrible!"</b></span> she screams, before breaking into weeping. <span class="mom"><b>"What am I going to do? What am I going to do!?"</b></span> Now, your mother's been known to be a bit sensitive, but it would take a lot to throw her into such hysterics. Your heart drops. Something's wrong. Probably with something to do with your dad. <span class="mom"><b>"They took him! They finally took him!"</b></span> <i>They,</i> she said. Of course, you know who she means. <b>"The Russian mob got dad."</b> Your mother confirms your suspicion by breaking into another bout of tears. [[Shit.->Father Captured 2]]
Drifting through the haze of dream, you find yourself naked. <<set $hetero10dreamset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $hetero10dreamchoice = $hetero10dreamset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $hetero10dreamchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero10dream1.gif" width=400 /> After wandering through your beachside mansion, you strip the maid and throw her onto a couch. Soon you're balls-deep in her, her tits bouncing with your every vigorous thrust.<</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero10dreamchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero10dream2.gif" width=400 /> Susan leads you to her bedroom, stripping her clothing with every step. She crawls onto her bedside couch, and beckons you close. For once, she lets you take her from behind, her moans soon filling the air. <</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero10dreamchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero10dream3.gif" width=400 /> You're chasing a classmate through the campus grounds, the whole world empty but for the two of you. At last, you catch her in a hallway, and tear off her skirt. Her calls for help turn to moans of pleasure as you take her with fiery lust.<</if>>\ [[Wake up]]
<<set $daynumber += 1>> \ <<if $day eq "Monday">> <<set $day = "Tuesday">> <<elseif $day eq "Tuesday">> <<set $day = "Wednesday">> <<elseif $day eq "Wednesday">> <<set $day = "Thursday">> <<elseif $day eq "Thursday">> <<set $day = "Friday">> <<elseif $day eq "Friday">> <<set $day = "Saturday">> <<elseif $day eq "Saturday">> <<set $day = "Sunday">> <<else>> <<set $day = "Monday">> <</if>> <<set $time = "Morning">> \ <<if $daynumber eq 2>> With a startled gasp,<<else>>Yawning,<</if>> you wake up to a lovely, sun-filled $day morning. <<if $fem lte 4>><img src="Images/Home/wakeup1.jpg" width=500 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/wakeup2.jpg" width=500 /><</if>> <<if $fem lte 4>><b>"Pitter patter,"</b> you mumble, imitating your father, <b>"Let's get at 'er."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"A new day,"</b></span> you mumble, imitating your mother, <span class="pink"><b>"a new opportunity."</b></span> <</if>> <<if $daynumber eq 2>> [[It's time to figure out how to save your father ->Plan to Save Dad]] <<elseif ($chest eq 2) and ($fem eq 4)>>[[Something feels different->New Nipples]]<<elseif ($chest eq 3) and ($fem eq 5)>>[[Something feels different->New Breasts]]<<elseif ($doctor eq 1) and ($doctorcounter gte 4) and ($hasfemname eq 1)>>[[Your phone is ringing->Doctor Visit]]<<elseif ($buttplugcounter eq 4)>>[[There's a knock at the door->New Buttplug]]<<elseif ($boymodecounter eq 2)>>[[You feel different->Feeling Manly 1]]<<elseif ($boymodecounter eq 4)>>[[You feel different->Feeling Manly 2]]<<elseif ($todddate eq 4) and ($day eq "Sunday")>>[[There's a knock at the door->Third Date with Todd 1]]<<elseif ($jackslut gte 1) and ($jackstatus eq 0) and ($chastityquest gte 9)>>[[Your phone is ringing ->Jack 1]] <<else>>[[Onwards! ->Your Bedroom]] <</if>> <<if $boughtbuttplug eq 1>> <<set $buttplugcounter +=1>> <</if>> <<if $doctor eq 1>> <<set $doctorcounter +=1>> <</if>> <<if $boymode eq 1>> <<set $boymodecounter +=1>> <</if>> <<if $chastityquest eq 9>> <<set $chastityquest9count +=1>> <</if>> <<if $lexistatus eq 10>> <<set $lexistatus10count +=1>> <</if>> <<if ($lexistatus10count gte 4) and ($lexistatus eq 10)>> <<set $lexistatus = 11>> <</if>> <<set $alreadywhored = 0>> <<set $gloryholecomplete = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 0>> <<if $boymodecounter eq 1>> <<set $hetero = 6>> <<set $fem = 4>> <<set $homo = 4>><</if>> <<if $boymodecounter eq 2>> <<set $hetero = 7>> <<set $fem = 3>> <<set $homo = 3>><</if>> <<if $boymodecounter eq 3>> <<set $hetero = 8>> <<set $fem = 2>> <<set $homo = 2>><</if>> <<if $boymodecounter eq 4>> <<set $hetero = 9>> <<set $fem = 1>> <<set $homo = 1>><</if>> <<if $boymodecounter eq 5>> <<set $hetero = 10>> <<set $fem = 0>> <<set $homo = 0>><</if>> <<if $boymodecounter eq 1>> <<set $overwear = "green shirt and jeans">> <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>><</if>> <<if $virginityquest eq 13>> <<set $virginityquest13count += 1>> <</if>> <<if ($virginityquest13count eq 10) and ($virginityquest lt 14)>> <<set $virginityquest = 14>> <</if>> <<set $p = 0>>
<b>"Okay,"</b> you say, adrenaline pumping through your veins. <b>"Okay. We'll figure this out. Just tell me what happened."</b> Your mom takes a few deep breaths before answering. <span class="mom"><b>"They found him in the new safehouse a few hours ago. But he's still alive."</b></span> It's not surprising to you that the mob is after your father. You don't know the details, but your father's always been into sly dealings. He loves making money off the books. It was only a matter of time until the mob got involved. What's surprising is that your father got caught. He's the smartest guy you know. <b>"How do you <i>know</i> he's alive?"</b> Your phone dings. A picture, forwarded from your mom. <img src="Images/Father/fathertiedup1.jpg" width=275 /> You grit your teeth. This really happening. <b>"Okay. Okay. [[What do they want? ->Father Captured 3]]"</b>
<span class="mom"><b>"Money."</b></span> your mother replies, her voice still shaking. <span class="mom"><b>"I fronted them ten thousand, but now they want even more before they'll let him go."</b></span> <img src="Images/Father/money1.jpg" width=300 /> You swallow hard. Times have been tough, lately. If your mom's dumped her savings, then there's nothing left. <b>"How much more?"</b> <span class="mom"><b>"I was able to haggle them down to installments."</b></span> she says, <span class="mom"><b>"They want 1000 next week, but I can only scrounge up 500 a week, and-"</b></span> <b>"Don't worry."</b> You cut in, sounding more certain than you feel. <b>"I can get you the other half. When do they need it?"</b> <span class="mom"><b>"Oh, $playername, you don't have to do this."</b></span> But after saying that, she continues. <span class="mom"><b>"Next Monday evening."</b></span> <b>"Don't worry, mom. You can count on me."</b> After your mom hangs up, you spend some time staring at your ceiling, thinking about how the hell you're going to drum up that kind of money in a week. [[At last, sleep takes you->Father Dream 1]]
Drifting through the haze of dream, you find yourself running through the woods. <img src="Images/Father/fatherdream1.gif" width=400 /> Your father is chasing you. Blood pours from his empty eyes. <span class="dad"><b><i>"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE ME!?"</i></b></span> he screams. <span class="dad"><b><i>"AFTER EVERYTHING I SACRIFICED FOR YOU, WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE ME!?"</i></b> </span> Just as he grabs your shoulder, [[you wake up->Wake up]].
After making yourself a coffee, you consider your options. <img src="Images/Father/coffee1.gif" width=300 /> <i>After rent, I make about 150 dollars a week from my job at the Cauldron. Not nearly enough.</i> You sigh, then take a sip of the rich, dark drink. <b>"I could ask <span class="todd">Todd</span>."</b> you mutter to yourself. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> your old friend and now your personal trainer. He comes from a wealthy family. <b>"No, I can't do that. <span class="todd">Todd</span> would never get mixed up with the mob. I couldn't put that on him."</b> You glance at a picture of you and your girlfriend, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <i>No way. <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> even poorer than me. I'm not getting her involved.</i> <b>"Shit."</b> There are no easy options. You think about finding a second job, but how could you do that and keep up your studies? <b>"I'll have to ask my manager, <span class="katie">Katie</span>, for a raise. I'm a good worker and she's always been nice to me. Maybe I can even get an advance on my pay."</b> Looks like <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> your one and only option. Luckily, you have a shift at the Cauldron this evening. <i>Destiny calls.</i> <<set $katiequest1 = 1>> [[You won't miss it. ->Your Bedroom]] <<set $mobquest1 = 1>>
<<if $alreadyincauldron eq 0>><<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>After easily getting through the line - they always let pretty girls slip in without waiting<<else>>After slipping through the line - many thanks to Greg, the bouncer who recognized you and let you in - you enter the Cauldron.<</if>> <<set $alreadyincauldron = 1>> <<else>> You arrive at the first floor of the Cauldron.<</if>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> The first floor is the quiet floor of the establishment. Tables line the walls, and you can order half-decent food for less-than-decent prices. Sticking with the place's haunted, spooky theme, all of the waitresses are dressed in Halloween costumes, some rather revealing. <<set $waitressset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $waitresschoice = $waitressset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $waitresschoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/waitress1.jpg" width=350 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $waitresschoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/waitress2.jpg" width=350 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $waitresschoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/waitress3.jpg" width=350 /> <</if>> [[Head to the second floor->Cauldron Second Floor]] [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker") and ($oliviaquest eq 3)>>[[Meet Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 2 1]]<</if>>\
You arrive at the Cauldron and head through the first floor to the back room. It's $day, which means you've got a shift to work. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $fem lte 4>><b>"Alright,"</b> you mumble, waving to a few coworkers. <b>"I've got bills to pay and a father to save."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Time to look pretty and make money."</b></span> you say, waving to your fellow waitresses.<</if>> <<if $katiequest1 eq 1>> [[Look for Katie to ask for a raise->First Busboy Shift]] <<elseif $fem lte 3>> [[Work as a busboy->Busboy Shift]] <<elseif ($virginityquest gte 4) and ($carlosstatus eq 5)>>[[Work as a flirty busgirl->Flirty Busgirl Shift 3]]<<elseif ($virginityquest gte 4) and ($carlosstatus eq 6)>>[[Work as a boring busgirl->Flirty Busgirl Shift 5]]<<elseif ($virginityquest gte 4) and ($carlosstatus eq 7)>>[[Work as a slutty busgirl->Flirty Busgirl Shift 4]]<<elseif ($chastityquest gte 6) and ($carlosstatus gte 2)>>[[Work as a flirty busgirl->Flirty Busgirl Shift]]<<else>>[[Work as a busgirl->Busgirl Shift]]<</if>> <<if $boymode eq 0>> <<if $katiequest2 eq 1>> [[Suck it up and ask to be a waitress->First Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and ($katiequest4 eq 1)>> [[Work as a waitress->Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest4 eq 1) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 0)>> <i>I need to be wearing panties to work as a waitress.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest5 eq 1) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1)>>[[Work as a waitress->Panties Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest5 eq 1) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 0)>> <i>I need to be wearing panties to work as a waitress.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest6 eq 1) and ($fem gte 3) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1)>>[[Work as a waitress->Shaved Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest6 eq 1)>> <i>I need to shave my body and be wearing panties to work as a waitress.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest7 eq 1) and ($sentfempicture eq 1) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and ($shavedwaitresscount lte 3)>>[[Work as a waitress->Shaved Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest7 eq 1) and ($shavedwaitresscount lte 3)>> <i>I need to send Katie a picture of me in girl's clothing, then come to work in panties if I want to work as a waitress.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest7 eq 1) and ($sentfempicture eq 1) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and ($shavedwaitresscount gte 4) and ($earspierced eq 1)>>[[Work as a waitress->Shaved Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest7 eq 1) and ($shavedwaitresscount gte 4) and ($earspierced eq 0)>> <i>I need to get my ears pierced, then come to work in panties if I want to work as a waitress.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest8 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 6) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and ($toy neq "nude")>>[[Work as a waitress->Plugged Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest8 eq 1)>> <i>If I want to work as a waitress, I need to come to work in panties, in makeup, with painted nails, and a buttplug up my ass.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($gotunderwear eq 1) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and ($toy neq "nude") and ($handjobvideo eq 0)>>[[Work as a waitress->Plugged Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($handjobvideo eq 0)>> <i>If I want to work as a waitress, I need to come to work in panties, in makeup, with painted nails, and a buttplug up my ass - after successfully completing Katie's task of showing up to the Cauldron in girl's clothing during an evening where I'm not working.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and ($toy neq "nude") and ($handjobvideo eq 1) and ($chastityquest eq 0)>>[[Work as a waitress->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($handjobvideo eq 1) and ($chastityquest eq 0)>> <i>If I want to work as a waitress, I need to come to work in panties, in makeup, with painted nails, and a buttplug up my ass.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and ($toy neq "nude") and ($chastityquest gte 1) and ($chastity eq 1)>>[[Work as a waitress->Chastity Waitress Shift]] <<elseif ($katiequest9 eq 1) and ($chastityquest gte 1)>> <i>If I want to work as a waitress, I need to come to work in panties, in makeup, with painted nails, a buttplug up my ass, and a chastity cage on my clitty.</i> <</if>> \ \ <<if ($katiequest9 eq 2) and ($virginityquest gte 1) and ($toy neq "nude") and ($chastity eq 1) and (($virginityquest lte 3) or ($chest gte 5))>>[[Work as a waitress->Virgin Waitress Shift]]<<elseif ($katiequest9 eq 2) and ($virginityquest gte 4) and ($chest lte 4)>><i>If I want to work as a waitress again, I need to augment my breasts.</i><<elseif ($katiequest9 eq 2) and ($virginityquest gte 1)>><i>If I want to work as a waitress, I need to come to work in panties, in makeup, with painted nails, a buttplug up my ass, and a chastity cage on my clitty</i> <</if>> \ <<else>><i>Since I'm turning into a guy again, I shouldn't work as a waitress.</i><</if>> <<set $p = 0>>
You arrive at the second floor of the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/secondfloor.jpg" width=450 /> The Cauldron's second floor is a bit more wild than the first. More bars line the back walls, and the tables are all high tops for friends and strangers to gather while drinking. Dance music plays from the speakers, and once in a while there'll be a live band jamming on the stage. There are even a few stripper poles on the sides of the stage, but you've never seen them used. A few party-goers are dancing, but most are just hanging out, drinking, and generally having a good time. This is your favorite floor on the Cauldron. If you have nothing else to do this evening, you could grab a drink and relax. Booze is even on the house for staff. <<if ($gotunderwear eq 1) and ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1)>>[[Hang out->Fem at the Cauldron]]<<elseif ($fem gte 1) and ($fem lte 2) and not hasVisited("Lexi 1")>>[[Hang out->Lexi 1]]<<elseif ($fem eq 2) and ($lexistatus eq 1)>>[[Hang out->Lexi 2]]<<elseif ($fem gte 2) and ($fem lte 3) and ($lexistatus eq 2)>>[[Hang out->Lexi 3]]<<else>>[[Hang out->Closing Time]]<</if>> [[Head to the first floor->Wandering the Cauldron]] [[Head to the third floor->Cauldron Third Floor]] <<if ($fem lte 4) and ($lexistatus eq 4)>>[[Hang out with Lexi->Lexi 5]]<<elseif ($hasfemname eq 0) and ($chest lte 3) and ($lexistatus eq 5)>>[[Hang out with Lexi->Lexi 6]]<<elseif ($doctor gte 2) and ($lexistatus eq 6)>>[[Hang out with Lexi->Lexi 7]]<<elseif $lexistatus eq 7>>[[Hang out with Lexi->Lexi 7b]]<</if>>\ \ <<if $lexistatus eq 8>>[[Hang out with Lexi->Lexi 8]]<<elseif $lexistatus eq 9>><span class="pink"><i>I need to get a trans tattoo before seeing <b>Lexi</b> again. I should go find <b>Bella</b> at Tapestry, that tattoo parlour on campus.</i></span><<elseif $lexistatus eq 10>><span class="pink"><i>I need to get a trans tattoo before seeing <b>Lexi</b> again. <b>Bella</b> is working on new designs right now. I'll visit her soon.</i></span><<elseif $lexistatus eq 11>><span class="pink"><i>I need to get a trans tattoo before seeing <b>Lexi</b> again. <b>Bella</b> is probably ready with her new designs. I should head to Tapestry on campus.</i></span><<elseif ($lexistatus eq 12) and (($tattoowrist eq 4) or ($tattoowrist eq 5))>>[[Hang out with Lexi->Lexi 9]]<<elseif $lexistatus eq 12>><span class="pink"><i>I need to get a trans tattoo before seeing <b>Lexi</b> again.</i></span><<elseif $lexistatus eq 13>><b>Note: This is the end of Lexi's story line in v0.4.</b><</if>>
You decide to spend the evening at the Cauldron. <<if $lexistatus eq 3>>You hope to run into <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>, but she's nowhere to be found. Chances are, she'll find you when she's ready to talk.<<else>>Sometimes it feels weird to just kick back at your workplace, but you can't argue with free beer.<</if>> <<set $cauldronhangoutset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $cauldronhangoutchoice = $cauldronhangoutset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $cauldronhangoutchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/hangingatthecauldron1.jpg" width=400 /> Shortly after ordering a drink you run into a group of first year students, all dressed up and ready to party. You overhear that one of the guys is thinking of majoring in Gender Studies. After warning him against it, you end up spending nearly two hours engaged in a drunken discussion about the most useless kind of university degree. <</if>>\ \ <<if $cauldronhangoutchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/hangingatthecauldron2.jpeg" width=400 /> A pretty girl in a devil costume asks you to take a picture of her and her friends. After obliging her request, her vampire boyfriend tells you to fuck off. You promptly do, but overhear the devil girl whisper, <span class="pink"><b>"What? He's cute!"</b></span> <</if>>\ \ <<if $cauldronhangoutchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/hangingatthecauldron3.jpg" width=400 /> You end up spending the evening with two men and a woman, all dressed up as skeletons. After trying to figure out which of the men is the lady's boyfriend, you start to suspect they <i>both</i> are, and that there will be a very boney threesome going down tonight. <</if>> As the night runs on, the crowd begins to thin. Feeling pretty exhausted (and tipsy) yourself, you decide it's about time you got home for some much needed sleep. <<set $time = "Night">> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]]
You arrive at the top floor of the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/topfloor.jpg" width=450 /> The Cauldron's top floor is a total rave. The music is always blasted so hard that you can't hear yourself think, and the crowd is so thick it can be hard to move. Talk about a fire hazard. It's not really your scene. <<if $chastityquest gte 1>>Near the back of the room, single door waits, usually guarded by two burly men. It's the office of the owner of the Cauldron - <span class="boss"><b>Alex Nazarov</b></span>.<</if>> <<if $chastityquest eq 10>>[[Sneak into Nazarov's offce->Key Return 1]]<<elseif $chastityquest gte 1>>[[Go to Nazarov's office->Nazarov's Office]]<</if>> \ [[Head down to the second floor->Cauldron Second Floor]]
You decide to work as a busboy this evening. The pay is shit, but at least it's in your comfort zone. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busboy.jpg" width=500 /> After hours of wiping down sticky tables and sweeping away sweaty glitter patches, you shift ends and you get paid fifty dollars. <i>It's not much, but it's honest work.</i> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money +=50>> <<set $time = "Night">>
When you enter the small dressing room, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> can tell what's under your clothes just by the look on your face. <span class="katie"><b>"Go on."</b></span> She says, grinning wickedly. <span class="katie"><b>"Prove it."</b></span> With a groan, you undo your jeans. <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> palm connects with your pantie-clad ass cheek the next moment. <img src="Images/Cauldron/slapass1.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Ouch!"</b></span> you cry, your voice turning high pitched in surprise. <span class="katie"><b>"Sorry, couldn't resist." Katie </b></span> gives your ass one last friendly slap. <span class="katie"><b>"It suits you, hot shot. Now, let's get to work."</b></span> <i>Right, enough distractions. I've got money to make. </i> [[It's make-up time.->Waitress Shift 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
You search every floor of the Cauldron for <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, but she's nowhere to be found. Eventually, you actually have to start working. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busboy.jpg" width=500 /> It takes a lot to keep the Cauldron clean and running. Tables to mop, dishes to clean. And the glitter... so much glitter to sweep away. Eventually the bar closes and your shift ends. At exactly 2am, your phone beeps to inform you that 100 dollars has been deposited in your account, but 50 was instantly taken out to cover your rent. The owner of the Cauldron also owns your apartment. It's then, feeling like you'll never get enough money to pay the mob, [[that you see her->First Busboy Shift Talking to Katie]]. <<set $money +=50>> <<set $time = "Night">>
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> sees the decision on your face the moment you see her. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie1.jpg" width=250 /> <span class="katie"><b>"So you're ready to make some money."</b></span> You give a determined nod, trying your best to hide the butterflies dancing in your stomach. <span class="katie"><b>"Come on, hot shot,"</b></span> She says, leading you to a back room. <span class="katie"><b>"It's time to cast a spell."</b></span> [[Here goes nothing! ->First Waitress Shift 2]]
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> meets you just outside the Cauldron, looking as gorgeous as ever. In an alternate universe, she could probably be a wildly successful actress. Or model. Or porn star. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie1.jpg" width=250 /> <span class="katie"><b>"A raise?"</b></span> She says, once you deliver your request. You didn't say why you needed the money, but you implied it was very, <i>very</i> important. <span class="katie"><b>"I'm sorry $playername, you know I can't do that. The boss would flip. Busboys get what they get. Best I can do is a 100 dollar one-time bonus for your hard work."</b></span> <b>"Thanks, Katie. I'll take the bonus, but it's not enough."</b> Just then, two waitresses pass you by on their way home. Both are counting their substantial tips. <b>"I need waitress money."</b> <<set $money +=100>> And as you say the words, <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> lips form a witching smile. <span class="katie"><b>"Waitress money?"</b></span> she asks. <b>"Yeah, they make way more than me! I <i>wish</i> I could earn like them."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Then do it."</b></span> [[Wait. What?->First Busboy Shift Talking to Katie 2]]
<img src="Images/Cauldron/katie2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Come to work, put on a waitress outfit, and make waitress money."</b></span> Her suggestion is absurd, but she looks serious. You nearly laugh. <b>"I'm a guy!"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"I'll work some make-up magic and give you an outfit that hides your body hair."</b></span> She eyes you up and down. <span class="katie"><b>"Besides, you already cut a figure some chicks would be jealous of."</b></span> <b>"But-"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"-Isn't this cash important to you? Listen, $playername, I'm not asking you to cut your dick off. I'm offering you a chance for easy money. If you fuck up, it looks bad on me... but I'm willing to give you a shot."</b></span> Maybe you're going crazy, but... it doesn't seem like the worst idea in the world. You could make enough money to save your father without doing anything illegal. <i>Dressing as a girl for a few hours beats robbing a bank.</i> <b>"I'll think about it."</b> you say, shrugging. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> grins her witching smile. <span class="katie"><b>"You do that, hot shot. See you later."</b></span> [[Guess I'll see her later->Your Bedroom]] <<set $katiequest1 = 0>> <<set $katiequest2 = 1>>
You enter the spacious, modern gym that operates close to your apartment and the university campus. <img src="Images/Gym/gyminterior.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $hetero gte 6>>You stand around the front of the gym, waiting for <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. You have to admit, all those machines are a bit intimidating.<<elseif $toddquest4 eq 1>>Instead of <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, you see a cute woman around your age waving at you.<<else>>Now that you're registered as a woman at the gym, you can head to the women's locker room and meet <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> after you change.<</if>> <<if $toddquest1 eq 1>>Soon you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waving at you, so you [[jog over to him->First Session with Todd]] <</if>> \ \ <<if $toddquest2 eq 1>>Soon you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waving at you, so you [[jog over to him->Second Session with Todd]] <</if>> \ \ <<if $toddquest3 eq 1>>Soon you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waving at you, so you [[jog over to him->Third Session with Todd]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($toddquest4 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 8)>>Soon you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waving at you, so you [[jog over to him->Shaved Session with Todd]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($toddquest4 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 7) and ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1)>><i>I can't go to the men's locker room in a dress! I should go home and change.</i><<elseif ($toddquest4 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 7)>>Soon you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waving at you, so you [[jog over to him->Shaved Session with Todd Het7]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($toddquest4 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 6) and ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1)>><i>I can't go to the men's locker room in a dress! I should go home and change.</i> <<elseif ($toddquest4 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 6) and ($gymhet6count gte 4) and ($fem eq 4)>>Soon you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waving at you, so you [[jog over to him->Session with Todd Het6 Other]]<<elseif ($toddquest4 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 6)>>Soon you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waving at you, so you [[jog over to him->Session with Todd Het6]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($toddquest4 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 5) and ($chastityquest eq 0)>>[[Jog over to her->Session with Todd Het5 start]]<<elseif ($toddquest5 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 5) and ($chastityquest eq 0)>>[[Head to the women's locker room->Session with Todd Het5]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($toddquest5 eq 1) and ($chastityquest gte 1)>>[[Head to the women's locker room->Session with Todd Chastity Start]]<<elseif ($toddquest6 eq 1) and ($chastityquest gte 1) and not hasVisited("Chastity First Removal")>>[[Head to the women's locker room->Session with Todd Chastity]]<</if>> \ \ <<if ($virginityquest gte 1) and not hasVisited("Gym Virgin Start")>>[[Head to the women's locker room->Gym Virgin Start]]<<elseif $virginityquest gte 1>>[[Head to the women's locker room->Gym Virgin]]<</if>> [[Return->Gym Entry]] <<set $p = 0>>
The moment you get close, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives you a bear hug, slaps your back and shouts, <span class="todd"><b>"My man! Glad our last session didn't scare you off, bro."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is one of your oldest friends. He might be major gym rat, but he's still a great guy. You know that under his top layer of muscles and ladykilling good looks, he's actually a dork that loves Japanese RPGs. <b>"Of course it didn't! I'm going get even bigger than you in a few months."</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> squeezes your puny bicep in a friendly way - though it hurts - and laughs. <span class="todd"><b>"That's the spirit, bro. Let's do this."</b></span> [[Time to get jacked!->First Session with Todd 2]]
<span class="todd"><b>"Ready to roll, bro?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> asks, the moment you get close. He's already holding the woman's gym clothes in his hands. <img src="Images/Gym/leggings.jpg" width=250 /> <b>"Uhh..."</b> You stammer out. You haven't come to a decision on this yet. <i>Todd's right, I need actual gym clothes if I'm going take this gym thing seriously. But is it worth wearing a <span class="pink"><b>girl's outfit</b></span>?</i> [[Stick to your regular clothes for now->Workout in Jeans]] <<if $fem gte 2>> [[Take the outfit->First Workout in Leggings]] <</if>>
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pushes you hard, and by the end you're a sweaty heap while he's pumping iron just for the fun of it. <img src="Images/Gym/gym1.gif" width=300 /> You decide against mentioning your father's predicament. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> would be sympathic, but you don't think he'd help. Best to keep that separate. <<if $katiequest2 eq 1>> You also don't mention <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> crazy proposal. He'd never let you live that down.<</if>> When the session's done, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> walks with you to the exit. <span class="todd"><b>"Listen, bro. I'm sick of you working out in jeans. Something's got to give."</b></span> <b>"Hey, it's not my fault your gym is out of their regulation workout outfit."</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> vigorously nods. <span class="todd"><b>"Well I got good news - we found an unused outfit. You can use it next time."</b></span> It isn't long before he finds the clothes and shows them to you. [[Wait. What? ->First Session with Todd 3]]
You stare at the clothes, dumbfounded. <img src="Images/Gym/leggings.jpg" width=250 /> <b>"That's a <span class="pink">girl's outfit</span>"</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs like you told a joke. <span class="todd"><b>"Bro, don't be so insecure. It's an outfit designed to give your body the space it needs to get jacked. Unlike your jeans."</b></span> <b>"Then you wear it!"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"It's for customers only. And besides, it's available, and it's free."</b></span> He gives you a long look that makes you a bit uncomfortable. <span class="todd"><b>"So, will you wear it?"</b></span> <<if $fem lte 1>> <b>"No way, man. It's too weird."</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> just shrugs and laughs, but you can tell he's a bit disappointed. Weird. Then it's time to part ways and head home. <i><b>HINT: Increasing your <span class="pink">Femininity</span> and decreasing your <span class="blue">Heterosexuality</span> will make you more open to trying new things!</b></i> <</if>> \ <<if $fem gte 2>> Normally, there's no way you'd put on a girl's gym uniform. But now, you can't help but feel curious about what it would feel like. That tight fabric. The girly color of the sports bra on your chest. You shiver, a strange sense of anticipation running down your back. <b>"Uh... maybe. I mean, if you think it's a good idea."</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives you a charming smile. <span class="todd"><b>"I think it's exactly what you need, bro."</b></span> Then he leaves you with a fist bump and heads back to work. <</if>> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>> <<set $toddquest1 = 0>> <<set $toddquest2 = 1>>
You decide against wearing the girl's outfit. It's just too weird. And imagine the looks everyone would give you. And imagine the looks <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> would give you! Keeping to your usual outfit, you try your best to follow <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> instructions. The trouble is, a lot of the stretches and motions are impossible in your restrictive clothes. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> seems to get a bit frustrated. He ends up flirting one of the girls working out nearby, and hardly pays any attention to you. <img src="Images/Gym/toddlookingatwomen.jpg" width=400 /> By the end, you feel rattled and <<if $hetero lte 9>><span class="purple"><i>jealous</i></span><<else>>worn.<</if>> You don't think you made any progress today. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
You stare at the clothes sitting in <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hands. What's the big deal, anyway? You dressed in girl's clothes at the Cauldron, and that went okay. <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> For fuck's sake, you're wearing panties right now! <</if>> If it helps you get jacked, it's worth it. When you take the clothes. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives you a warm, appreciative smile. <span class="todd"><b>"That's the spirit, bro. Come find me when you're changed."</b></span> Swallowing your nerves, you head to the locker room, leggings and sports bra in hand. [[Hit the lockers! ->First Workout in Leggings 2]]
You enter the men's locker room and find a quiet corner to hide. After a minute of pacing, you man-up and strip down to your underwear. <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> It feels embarassing <span class="purple"><i>and a little bit exciting</i></span> to stand in panties in front of men. What if someone saw!?<</if>> Not wanting to waste any more time, you pull on the sports bra. It's your first time wearing a bra, and you really have no idea what you're doing. Thankfully its stretchy and gets around your chest pretty easily. The awkward part, besides how it looks, is that it's a bit spacious around your chest. <i>Oh... that's where <span class="pink">my tits</span> would go if I had any.</i> Next, you pull on the leggings. They get caught at the knees and you nearly trip over yourself, but eventually they wrap around your butt and hug your waist. They're on! One of the older guys in the locker room gives you an unreadable look. Already blushing, you head for the exit, only to pass by a mirror. <img src="Images/Gym/wearingleggings1.jpg" width=250 /> <i>Wait...</i> you think, stopping at the mirror. <i>That's me!</i> The leggings cover your lower body hair and tightly grip your legs, making them appear lithe and smooth. Even more wild, they push up your ass cheeks, almost like a push-up bra, and it seem firmer and curvier. For a second, you thought you were staring at the lower half of a <span class="pink"><i>cute girl</i></span>. Shaking your head, [[you search for Todd->First Workout in Leggings 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "sports bra and leggings">>
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, for his part, is an absolute saint. He doesn't make any jokes or even comment on your new look. He just gives you a high five and leads you to the yoga mats for some stretching. You're amazed at how much more flexible you are! As you stretch, you can feel muscles being worked that you've never worked before. It isn't long before you forget about the snickers of some of the guys around you, and instead focus solely on <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> instructions. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> attention is 100 percent devoted to you the entire time. It feels good to be so close to your old friend. Although sometimes, when you're working out, you can almost feel his eyes on your tight ass. You keep unconsciously adjusting your leggings when this happens, but that only makes your ass look better. <img src="Images/Gym/adjustingleggings1.gif" width=400 /> It doesn't really bother you though. You don't know how to explain it. Having <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> appreciate your ass feels... <span class="purple"><b>nice</b></span>? That can't be right. [[Soon the workout is done and you return to the locker room->First Workout in Leggings 4]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
Red-faced, you slip into the men's locker room. You can't get that feeling out of your heart - that heat from knowing that <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> eyes were glued to your tight ass. You look at the mirror again. You push your butt out a little. You have to admit, it's a <span class="pink">sexy, girly butt</span>. You give your ass a little slap and watch it jiggle. <img src="Images/Gym/wearingleggings2.gif" width=400 /> <i>Am I turned on?</i> you think, as you sheepishly change. <i>From Todd's attention? That can't be right. I'm <span class="blue">straight</span>. <span class="purple">Aren't I</span>?</i> <i><b>Your <span class="blue">Heterosexuality</span> level has decreased!</b></i> <i><b>Your <span class="purple">Homosexuality</span> level has increased! You are now open to some more intensive personal grooming, if your employer insisted on it!</b></i> <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $hetero -= 1>> <<set $homo += 1>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $toddquest2 = 0>> <<set $toddquest3 = 1>>
<span class="todd"><b>"Ready to roll, bro?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> asks, the moment you get close. He's already holding the woman's gym clothes in his hands. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> You blush a bit, looking at the clothing <span class="purple">and the way Todd smiles at you</span>. There's no way you can refuse him. Besides, wearing leggings is <span class="pink">fun</span>. [[Take the outfit->Workout in Leggings 1]]
Once you're in small dressing room alone with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, she has you strip to your $underwear. Once you start, blushing like an idiot, you watch in fascination as she does the same! <b>"What are you doing!?"</b> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie3.jpg" width=250 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Oh, I forgot to tell you. I always do makeup in my underwear. When I was young I was real clumsy. Ruined one too many dresses with spilled foundation."</b></span> She pauses, smirking. <span class="katie"><b>"Will this be a problem?"</b></span> <b>"No, maam."</b> You quickly answer. <i>Please don't get an erection, please don't get an erection...</i> Thankfully, your penis stays loyal. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> has you sit by a vanity mirror, and soon your eyes are shut and all kinds of powders and polish dance across your skin. You have to admit, it feels <span class="pink">kind of nice</span>. <span class="katie"><b>"Ta da!"</b></span> Katie says, [[finishing.->First Waitress Shift 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
<b>"What the fuck!?</b> You say, staring at the mirror. <img src="Images/Cauldron/femmakeup1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah, I'm kind of amazed myself. I don't think I'll ever top this."</b></span> You. Look. Like. A. <span class="pink">Woman</span>. A trans woman, sure, but a passable one. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> didn't just slather on make up and turn you into a drag queen. She used the perfect pallette for your skin tone, and left everything subtle and natural. You blink, and watch the woman in the mirror blink back. <i>Holy shit.</i> <b>"And the pony tail?"</b> you ask, grabbing it. <span class="katie"><b>"A simple extension."</b></span> She runs a finger down your cheek, neck, and chest. <span class="katie"><b>"It's a shame that the rest of your body is so hairy and manish. But we can hide it for now. Maybe even deal with it, later."</b></span> You're not sure what she means by <i>deal with it</i>, and you don't have time to ask. before you can think, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> [[tosses you your costume.->First Waitress Shift 4]]
At this point, you're committed. Reminding yourself that this is for your father, you put on the costume with <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> help. <img src="Images/Cauldron/waitresscostume1.jpg" width=275 /> As <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> stuffs the costume's chest with tissue to suggest small breasts, you recognize it. It's Zero-suit Samus. <b>"Good choice,"</b> you admit. <b>"It'll cover all my hair. Between that and the make-up, I could really pull this waitress thing off."</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives herself a pat on the back. <span class="katie"><b>"I know, I know. I'm a genius."</b></span> <b>"I owe you big time."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Don't kid yourself, hotshot. I wouldn't do this if I didn't get some sick pleasure from it all. Now, you've seen waitresses in action before. Go out there and make some fucking money."</b></span> [[It's go time! ->First Waitress Shift 5]] <<set $overwear = "Zero-suit Samus">>
Feeling your heart beating so hard it might burst through your chest, you step out onto the first floor of the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> And nothing happens. No one points. No one laughs. No one seems to notice. As far as the world is concerned, you're just a plain looking waitress, surrounded by much hotter waitresses in much more revealing outfits. <i>Cool.</i> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> assigns you a few tables for your first waitress shift. Nothing wild, no big groups. When you approach the first table, you're crazy nervous. You've got the looks, but your voice will betray your gender. Yet when you speak, no one reacts. <img src="Images/Cauldron/waitressing1.jpg" width=450 /> You definitely sound like a boy in a girl's costume, but no one seems to even care. Soon you get into the rhythm of things and completely forget you're dressed as a girl. Well, not exactly. Moving in your smooth, tight one-suit feels <span class="pink"><i>nice</i></span>. And the work is a lot easier than the physicial labor of being a busboy. Only one event stands out. As you're walking away from your last table. One of the guys whispers. <span class="blue"><b>"I didn't know this place had sissy waitresses. That's fucking hot."</b></span> He didn't mean for you to hear him, but you did. <i>What the fuck is a sissy?</i> you wonder, before [[heading back to change.->First Waitress Shift 6]]
Once you're back in the dressing room with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, she helps you undress and removes your make up. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="katie"><b>"So,"</b></span> she asks, <span class="katie"><b>"How'd it go?"</b></span> <b>"I..."</b> Your heart is still racing. You blurt out the truth. <b>"I <span class="pink">liked</span> it. And I made 200 dollars from my pay and tips! I think I could do it again."</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> grins. <span class="katie"><b>"if you're in, I'm in. But on one condition."</b></span> Nerves flicker across your spine. <b>"Condition?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Your boxers. I can see them bunching around your crotch in the costume. They ruin the whole mystique."</b></span> Back in her underwear, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> adjusts her panties for you to see. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieadjustspanties.gif" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Girls wear panties. They don't bunch. next time you want to make waitress money, come to your shift wearing a pair."</b></span> <b>"Wearing panties? But-"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"-I know. You're no lady and you're no sissy. Blah blah blah. I don't want to hear it. Man up and find yourself some girly underwear, or go back to wiping dishes."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives you a cute wink and heads out. Feeling strange and kind of <span class="pink"><b>girly</b></span>, you decide it's time for you go home. <i><b>Your <span class="pink">Femininity</span> level has increased! You can now buy panties at Fem World!</b></i> <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money += 200>> <<set $fem = 1>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $katiequest2 = 0>> <<set $katiequest3 = 1>>
You load up female solo pornography. There's something <span class="pink"><i>beautiful</i></span> about the female form... <<set $femalesoloset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $femalesolochoice = $femalesoloset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $femalesolochoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/femalesoloporn1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $femalesolochoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/femalesoloporn2.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $femalesolochoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/femalesoloporn3.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> \ <<if $femalesolochoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Computer/femalesoloporn4.gif" width=500 /> <</if>> <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<elseif $hetero gte 9>> [[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]] <<else>> [[Jerk off->Failed Masturbation]] <</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
It's Friday $time, and that means your girlfriend, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is coming over for date night. <<if ($susanstatus gte 6) and ($susancuck eq 1)>>You know she'll have some humiliating game to play, now that you've given her permission to pursue black cock. You can't wait.<<else>>Nothing says romance like a bad movie and a bottle of wine. <img src="Images/Susan/laptopdate.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <<if $boymode eq 1 and $susanopen eq 1>>[[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Open Boymode]]<<elseif $boymode eq 1 and $susancuck eq 1>>[[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Cuck Boymode]]<<else>> <<if $susanstatus eq 0>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Intro Date]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($susanstatus eq 1) and ($hetero eq 10)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het10]] <</if>> \ \ <<if (($susanstatus eq 1) or ($susanstatus eq 2)) and ($hetero eq 9)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het9]] <</if>> \ \ <<if (($susanstatus eq 1) and ($hetero eq 8))>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het9]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($susanstatus eq 2) and ($hetero eq 8)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het8]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($susanstatus eq 3) and ($hetero eq 8)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het8 Dildo]] <</if>> \ \ <<if (($susanstatus eq 4) and ($hetero eq 7)) or (($susanswallow eq 0) and ($hetero eq 6)) or (($susanswallow eq 1) and ($hetero eq 7))>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het7]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($hetero eq 6) and ($susanstatus eq 5) and ($susanswallow eq 1)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het6]] <</if>> \ \ <<if (($hetero eq 6) and ($susanstatus eq 6) and ($susancuck eq 1)) or (($hetero eq 5) and ($susancuckstatus eq 0) and ($susancuck eq 1))>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het6 cuck]] <<elseif (($hetero eq 6) and ($susanstatus eq 6) and ($susanopen eq 1)) or (($hetero eq 5) and ($susanopenstatus eq 0) and ($susanopen eq 1))>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het6 open]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($hetero eq 5) and ($susancuckstatus eq 1) and ($chastityquest eq 0)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het5 cuck]] <<elseif ($hetero eq 5) and ($susanopenstatus eq 1) and ($chastityquest eq 0)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Het5 open]] <</if>> \ \ <<if (($hetero eq 5) or ($homo eq 6)) and ($susancuckstatus eq 1) and ($chastityquest gte 1)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Chastity cuck]] <<elseif (($hetero eq 5) or ($homo eq 6)) and ($susanopenstatus eq 1) and ($chastityquest gte 1)>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Chastity open]] <</if>> \ \ <<if (($hetero eq 5) or ($homo eq 6)) and (($susancuckstatus eq 2) or ($susancuckstatus eq 3)) and ($chastityquest gte 1) and not hasVisited("Chastity First Removal")>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck]] <<elseif (($hetero eq 5) or ($homo eq 6)) and (($susanopenstatus eq 2) or ($susanopenstatus eq 3)) and ($chastityquest gte 1) and not hasVisited("Chastity First Removal")>> [[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Date Chastity 2 open]] <</if>> \ \ <<if ($susancuck eq 1) and ($virginityquest gte 1) and not hasVisited("Susan Cuck BBC Date 1")>>[[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1]]<<elseif ($susancuckstatus eq 4) and ($virginityquest gte 1)>>[[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Defowering]]<<elseif ($susancuckstatus eq 5) and ($virginityquest gte 1)>>[[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Cuck Virgin]]<</if>> \ <<if ($susancuck eq 0) and ($virginityquest gte 1) and not hasVisited("Susan Open Virgin Start")>>[[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Open Virgin Start]]<<elseif ($susanopenstatus eq 4) and ($virginityquest gte 1)>>[[You hear a knock at the door->Susan Open Virgin]]<</if>> <</if>> <<set $p = 0>>
You sit by the phone, nervous. Just when you think they might not call, the phone rings. <img src="Images/Father/phone.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $daynumber eq 8>> [[Answer it->The Mob First Call]]<<elseif $boymode eq 1>>[[Answer it->The Mob Boymode]] <<elseif ($mobquest1 eq 1) and ($hetero eq 5)>>[[Answer it->The Mob 2]]<<else>>[[Answer it->The Mob]] <</if>>
<<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>>At the last moment, you realize you're still wearing panties! Mortified, you change into normal underwear, then put on a brave face and head to the door. <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>> <<set $underwear = "black boxers">> <</if>> Opening your door with a smile, you see your girlfriend <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> waiting in the hall. <img src="Images/Susan/susan1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Right on time for once."</b> You say, letting her in. Your eyes follow her ass as she hops through the threshold. <span class="susan"><b>"Hey!"</b></span> she says, spinning back at you with her hands on her hips. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm late for date night once-"</b></span> <b>"-Twice in a row-"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Fine, twice. And now it's a joke?"</b></span> <b>"You're no joke."</b> You say as you walk close. She stops her pouting to kiss your lips. She breaks it off a moment later, jumping on the bed and shouting <span class="susan"><b>"It's mooooooovie time!"</b></span> with glee. [[You heard the lady! It's movie time.->Susan Intro Date 2]] <<set $susanstatus = 1>>
<<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>>At the last moment, you realize you're still wearing panties! Mortified, you change into normal underwear, then put on a brave face and head to the door. <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>> <<set $underwear = "black boxers">> <</if>> Opening your door with a smile, you see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> waiting for you, dressed in a hot pink dress. <img src="Images/Susan/susan3.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"I missed you."</b> You say, letting her in. <span class="susan"><b>"Just wait until you see the movie I brought"</b></span> she says, snickering <span class="susan"><b>"You'll never want to see me again"</b></span> <b>"Somehow I doubt that."</b> you say, settling in on your bed. [[How bad could it be?->Susan Date Het10 2]]
<<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>At the last moment, you realize you're still wearing a girly outfit! Mortified, you change into something normal, then put on a brave face and head to the door. <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> <<set $overwear = "green shirt and jeans">> <</if>> Opening your door with a smile, you see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> waiting for you, dressed in a her red blouse and plaid skirt. <img src="Images/Susan/susan1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"I missed you."</b> You say, letting her in. <b>"What's the movie for today?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"No movie today,"</b></span> she says, with a solemn look, <span class="susan"><b>"I've been really focused on my classes and I need you to help me study."</b></span> <b>"Well... okay."</b> you say, a bit disappointed. <b>"Let's hit the books."</b> <i>And then fuck.</i> [[Hear about Susan's studies->Susan Date Het9 2]]
<<if ($bra eq "nude") and ($overwear eq "nude") and ($underwear eq "nude") and ($fem gte 5)>>You're about to head out of your apartment when you realize you're totally naked! Blushing, you spin around and [[head back to your bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <img src="Images/University/oopsnude2.jpg" width=400 /> <<elseif ($bra eq "nude") and ($overwear neq "nude") and ($chest gte 4)>> You're about to head out of your apartment when you realize you're not wearing a bra! <<set $nobraset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $nobrachoice = $nobraset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $nobrachoice eq 1>>\ <img src="Images/Home/nobra1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $nobrachoice eq 2>>\ <img src="Images/Home/nobra2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $nobrachoice eq 3>>\ <img src="Images/Home/nobra3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Blushing, you spin around and [[head back to your bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<elseif ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1) and ($fem lte 4)>> You're about to head out of your apartment when you realize you're crossdressing! You can't let people see you like this! <<set $crossset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $crosschoice = $crossset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $crosschoice eq 1>>\ <img src="Images/Home/crossdressing1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $crosschoice eq 2>>\ <img src="Images/Home/crossdressing2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $crosschoice eq 3>>\ <img src="Images/Home/crossdressing3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Blushing, you spin around and [[head back to your bedroom->Your Bedroom]] \ <<elseif ($overwear eq "nude") and ($underwear neq "nude")>> You're about to head out of your apartment when you look down and realize you're in nothing but <<if $underwear neq "susan's black panties">>your <</if>>$underwear! Blushing, you spin around and [[head back to your bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<if $penis eq 1>> <img src="Images/University/oopsnude1.jpg" width=400 /> <<else>> <img src="Images/University/oopsnude2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>> <<elseif ($overwear eq "nude") and ($underwear eq "nude")>> You're about to head out of your apartment when you look down and realize you're completely naked! Blushing, you spin around and [[head back to your bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<if $penis eq 1>> <img src="Images/University/oopsnude1.jpg" width=400 /> <<else>> <img src="Images/University/oopsnude2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>><<elseif ($overwear neq "nude") and ($underwear eq "nude")>> You're about to head out of your apartment when you realize you're not wearing underwear. You're going commando! Blushing, you spin around and [[head back to your bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<if $penis eq 1>> <img src="Images/University/oopsnude1.jpg" width=400 /> <<else>> <img src="Images/University/oopsnude2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>><<else>> \ You step out of your apartment.\ <<if $time eq "Morning">> It's a beautiful morning. The birds are singing, the trees are bright and green, and the streets are alive with students and commuters starting their day. <img src="Images/University/outsidemorning.jpg" width=400 /> / <<elseif $time eq "Evening">> It's a warm, quiet evening. People around you are returning from work or school, speaking quietly to one another as they do. <img src="Images/University/outsideevening.jpg" width=400 /> / <<elseif $time eq "Night">> The night is crisp, and the sky is clear. The streets aren't quite deserted - a few people are heading to - or from - their favorite bars.<<if ($day neq "Friday" and $day neq "Saturday")>> It's a school night. Maybe you should hit the hay.<</if>> <img src="Images/University/outsidenight.jpg" width=400 /> / <</if>> From here, it's a short walk to your school campus, the Cauldron, and the gym. [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<if ($time eq "Morning") and ($day eq "Saturday")>> On Saturday mornings you like to go for a jog through the park. Cardio is key! <<if ($susanstatus eq 1) and ($susanjog eq 0)>>[[Go for a jog->Susan Jog 1]]<<elseif ($fem gte 3) and not hasVisited("Parlour Discovery")>>[[Go for a jog->Parlour Discovery]]<<elseif ($virginityquest gte 1) and ($susancuck eq 1) and not hasVisited("Heather 1")>>[[Go for a jog->Heather 1]]<<elseif $heatherstatus eq 2>>[[Go for a jog->Heather 2]]<<elseif $heatherstatus eq 3>>[[Go for a jog->Heather 3]]<<elseif ($toddjog eq 1) and ($hetero lte 6)>>[[Go for a jog->Todd Jog 2]]<<elseif ($susanjog eq 1)>>[[Go for a jog->Susan Jog 2]]<<elseif ($susancuck eq 1) and ($susanjog eq 2) and ($susanstatus gte 6)>>[[Go for a jog->Susan Jog Cuck 3]]<<elseif ($susancuck eq 0) and ($susanjog eq 2) and ($susanstatus gte 6)>>[[Go for a jog->Susan Jog Open 3]]<<elseif ($susancuck eq 1) and ($susanjog eq 3) and ($fem gte 5)>>[[Go for a jog->Susan Jog Cuck 4]]<<elseif ($toddjog eq 0) and ($hetero lte 8)>>[[Go for a jog->Todd Jog 1]]<<elseif ($susancuck eq 0) and ($susanjog eq 3) and ($fem gte 5)>>[[Go for a jog->Susan Jog Open 4]]<<elseif ($susanopenstatus gte 4) and ($susanjog eq 4)>>[[Go for a jog->Susan Jog Open 5]]<<else>>[[Go for a jog->Park Jog]] <</if>> <</if>> \ <<if ($rachelstatus eq 2) and ($time neq "Morning") and ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1)>><i>I can't work as a whore again until I meet <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> at Tapestry.</i><</if>><<if ($rachelstatus eq 0) or ($rachelstatus eq 2)>> <<elseif ($time neq "Morning") and ($wearingfemoverwear eq 1)>><<if $rachelstatus eq 1>>There's a car waiting at the corner of the quiet street.<<else>><span class="todd"><b>Sapphire's</b></span> car is waiting at the corner of the street.<</if>> <<if not hasVisited("Whore Introduction")>>The man in the car is trying to get your attention.<<else>>You could make some money as a street whore tonight, if you dared.<</if>> <<if $alreadywhored eq 1>><i>I already did that today. I'm too tired to do it again right now. Maybe tomorrow.</i><<elseif not hasVisited("Whore Introduction")>>[[See what the man wants->Whore Introduction]]<<elseif $whorestatus eq 0>>[[Walk over to the car->Whore 0]]<<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>>[[Walk over to the car->Whore 1]]<<elseif ($whorestatus eq 2) and not hasVisited("Whore 2 Introduction")>>[[Walk over to the car->Whore 2 Introduction]]<<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>>[[Walk over to the car->Whore 2]]<<elseif ($whorestatus eq 3) and not hasVisited("Whore 3 Introduction")>>[[Walk over to the car->Whore 3 Introduction]]<<elseif $whorestatus gte 3>>[[Get in your pimp's car->Whore 3]]<</if>> \ <</if>> \ <</if>> <<set $p = 0>>
Drifting through the haze of dream, you find yourself naked. <<set $hetero9dreamset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $hetero9dreamchoice = $hetero9dreamset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $hetero9dreamchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero9dream1.gif" width=400 /> You and Todd are facing one another, naked. Susan kneels between the two of you, measuring your penis and Todd's much more impressive tool. "Mmm..." she says, "which one of you losers will cum first?" <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero9dream1b.gif" width=400 /><</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero9dreamchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero9dream2.gif" width=400 /> Susan sits on top of you, her pussy pressed right against your cock. "Please put it in!" you say, but you're paralyzed. And Susan just laughs and continues her endless teasing. <</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero9dreamchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero9dream3.gif" width=400 /> You're back in your first grade class as an adult. You first grade teacher, Ms. Lacham, is slowly stroking your cock. "You've started down the path, $playername," she says, "but you've got so much further to go if you want to save your father."<</if>>\ [[Wake up]]
You arrive at the entrance to Clothing for Dudes, a superstore with clothing for... dudes. <img src="Images/Clothes/dudesentry.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $fem gte 4>> <i>Wait a second,</i> you think, pausing at the entrance. <i><span class="pink">What's a girl like me doing here?</span> </i> Smirking, you spin on your heels and head [[back to campus.->School Entry]] <<else>> [[Underwear->Dudes Underwear]] [[Outfits->Dudes Overwear]] [[Time to head back to campus->School Entry]] <</if>>
You arrive at the entrance to Fem World, a superstore with all any woman could ever need. <img src="Images/Clothes/femworldentry.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $fem eq 0>> <i>Wait a second,</i> you think, pausing at the entrance. <i>I'm a guy, what the hell am I doing here?</i> Shaking your head, you head [[back to campus.->School Entry]] <<else>> <<if $fem eq 1>> Feeling incredibly nervous, you glance at the various aisles you could check out, if you dared. <<elseif $fem eq 2>> Feeling a little nervous, you glance at the various aisles you could check out, if you dared. <<else>> Feeling a little excited, you glance at the various aisles you could check out. <</if>> [[Panties->Fem World Panties]] [[Bras->Fem World Bras]] [[Outfits->Fem World Outfits]] [[Feminine Products->Fem World Goods]] [[Toys->Fem World Toys]] [[Time to head back to campus->School Entry]] <</if>>
You two lie in bed together, enjoying a particularly awful movie. You can't remember the title. You can barely follow the plot. <img src="Images/Susan/badmovie1.gif" width=350 /> Whatever it is, it's truly goddamn awful. At least <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> seems to find it hilarious. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. How did you ever get a girl like her to be your girlfriend? It involved a bit of luck and a bit of begging, you recall. You had a lot of classes together, got to know each other, and one thing led to another. For a moment, you wonder if you should tell her about your father's situation with the mob. <i>No way.</i> You decide. <i>I need to protect her from all of that.</i> You let your hand drift to her ass. <i>Tonight's a good night. Why ruin it?</i> [[Let's get frisky->Susan Intro Date 3]]
After a quick make out session, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> takes you in her mouth. Your cock is rock-hard, and soon she's slobbering on it like a pro. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblowjob1.gif" width=300 /> You love how she makes eye contact the entire time. <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> a good girl, but you've always known she has a bit of an inner slut to her. You love seeing her bring it out every Friday. [[The main event!->Susan Intro Date 4]] <<if $time eq "Evening">> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
Burning with lust, you push <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> onto your bed. <span class="susan"><b>"Fuck me, $playername! Fuck me now!"</b></span> You oblige her the very next moment. <img src="Images/Susan/susanmissionary1.gif" width=400 /> You hammer <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> hard and deep. You know how much this position gets her going. It isn't long before her inner walls tighten around your cock, and she lets free a cry of ecstasy. You can't hold out any longer. <b>"I'm cumming!!!"</b> you shout. <span class="susan"><b>"Cum in my pussy!" Susan</b></span> urges, still shaking from her own orgasm. [[If you say so!->Susan Intro Date 5]]
You unleash a load of cum deep in <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> pussy. It spills out as you thrust through the entirety of your orgasm. <img src="Images/Susan/susancreampie1.gif" width=400 /> And then it's done. You drop beside each other, both exhausted and satisfied. Nothing beats date night. <<if ($katiequest3 eq 1) and ($haspanties eq 0)>> It's then that you notice <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> panties, lying on your bed. You recall <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> demand that you wear <span class="pink">girl's underwear</span> if you ever want to waitress again. <i>Fuck... am I actually going to steal my girlfriend's underwear... for me to wear?</i> [[Try to steal Susan's underwear->Susan Panties Steal]] [[No way, it's not worth the risk->Susan Intro Date 6]] <<else>> [[Time to say goodnight->Susan Intro Date 6]] <</if>>
You stare at the panties, nervously. They're just sitting there on the bed between the two of you, taunting you! <img src="Images/Susan/pantiesonbed.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> post-orgasmic bliss will only last so long. If you're going to nab her panties, you need to nab them now and hide them quick. But where to hide them? [[Under my pillow!->Susan Panties Steal Success]] [[Under the bed!->Susan Panties Steal Fail]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> still lives with her parents, and they won't let her stay the night at your place, even though you've been dating for a year. Once she wipes up and puts her clothes on, you walk her to the door. <img src="Images/Susan/susan2.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"Same time next week?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Already counting the seconds."</b></span> she says with a smile. After a brief kiss, you let her go. Of course, your eyes stay glued to your girlfriend's perfect ass until she's out of sight. Yawning, you decide it's time for bed yourself. [[Nothing better than post sex sleep!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>>
You two lie on the bed together. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> was right - this is a spectacularly bad movie. She's got a gift for finding them. <<set $badmovieset = [2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $badmoviechoice = $badmovieset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $badmoviechoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Susan/badmovie2.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $badmoviechoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Susan/badmovie3.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $badmoviechoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Susan/badmovie4.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ Thankfully, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets frisky halfway through the movie. Soon enough she's pawwing at your crotch, and you know exactly what she wants. [[She wants the D->Susan Intro Date 3]]
You thrust the panties under your pillow and lie your head back on it, pretending to doze. Keeping your eyes shut, you can hear <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> wipe her self up, then rummage around for her clothes. <span class="susan"><b>"$playername, have you seen my panties?"</b></span> <b>"Uh... no."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sighs. <span class="susan"><b>"Well, I can't find them."</b></span> <b>"Things got pretty wild there."</b> She snorts. <span class="susan"><b>"Guess so. Looks like I'm going commando!"</b></span> You open your eyes and catch a glimpse of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> skirt. She wasn't kidding. The lady is going commando. <img src="Images/Susan/susancommando.gif" width=500 /> <i>Holy shit. That worked.</i> [[Time to say goodnight->Susan Panties Steal Success 2]] <<set $takensusanpanties = 1>> <<set $haspanties = 1>>
You thrust the panties under your bed and then drop back on top of it, pretending to doze. Keeping your eyes shut, you can hear <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> wipe her self up, then rummage around for her clothes. <span class="susan"><b>"$playername, you won't believe where my panties ended up."</b></span> <i>Shit.</i> You peel open an eyelid. <b>"On my head?"</b> You get a beautiful view of Susan pulling on her panties. <img src="Images/Susan/susanpullingonpanties.gif" width =350/> <span class="susan"><b>"No, silly. Under the bed!"</b></span> [[Should have tried the pillow!->Susan Panties Steal Fail 2]]
You walk <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to the door, your heart hammering in your chest. <i>I stole her panties. What the fuck is wrong with me.</i> And yet, beneath your disgust, you're kind of <span class="pink"><i>excited</i></span>. <b>"Same time next week?"</b> <img src="Images/Susan/susan2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Already counting the seconds." Susan</b></span> says with a smile. After a brief kiss, you let her go. Then, after counting to ten, you return to your pillow. [[Am I really doing this?->Susan Panties Steal Success 3]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>>
You lift the black panties, inspecting them with fear and trepidation. <img src="Images/Susan/holdingpanties.jpg" width=250 /> They feel... nice enough. Soft. A bit wet. <i>I guess <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> got excited during the movie.</i> You still can't imagine you're going to have to <i>wear</i> underwear like this. If you didn't need the money, there's no way you would do it. <span class="pink"><i>Right?</i></span> With a sigh, you stuff the panties into the bottom of your underwear drawer. Maybe you'll try them on tomorrow. For now, all you want to do is sleep. [[What a night!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $underwearinventory.push("susan's black panties")>> <<set $ach1 = 1>>
Once <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> wipes up and puts her clothes on, you bring walk her to the door. You feel like an idiot for not only trying to steal her panties, but failing at it, too. At least you weren't caught. <img src="Images/Susan/susan2.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"Same time next week?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Already counting the seconds." Susan</b></span> says with a smile. After a brief kiss, you let her go. Of course, eyes stay glued to your girlfriend's perfect ass until she's out of sight. Yawning, you decide it's time for bed yourself. [[I need to get myself some panties. Somehow->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>>
You stand in your closet naked, having just tossed aside your clothes. You stare at the pair of panties now sitting in your hand. <i>Do it for dad, $playername. It's just underwear</i> Wearing panties doesn't make you gay or anything like that. It's a piece of cloth - it's not a dick! <b>"Fuck."</b> you say, casting a glance down at your crotch. <b>"Why am I getting excited?"</b> <img src="Images/Clothes/gettingerect.gif" width=400 /> \ <i>Nerves. They're just nerves. <span class="pink">I think...</span></i> [[Let's do this->Trying on Panties 2]] <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
First, you count to fifty, waiting out your erection. Eventually, it subsides. Then, sucking up your pride, you slip one leg into the pair of panties, then the other. Standing in front of your mirror, you watch in fascination as you pull the panties up to your waist. <img src="Images/Clothes/hairypanties.jpg" width=350 /> <i>Aaaaaaaaand I look like a guy in panties.</i> You're not sure what you expected. They really are just underwear. Maybe a small part of you was expecting for you to magically turn into a woman. Of course, that's not how life works. <i>Am I... disappointed?</i> You shake your head, dispelling the thought. Well, at least you can work as a waitress again. You just need to remember to come to work wearing <span class="pink">your panties</span>. [[Well, that happened.->Your Bedroom]] <<if $underwearinventory.includes("susan's black panties")>> <<set $underwear = "susan's black panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("blue cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "blue cotton panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("pink cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "pink cotton panties">> <</if>> \ <<set $katiequest3 = 0>> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>> <<set $katiequest4 = 1>>
A new addition to your closet, your collection of bras keep your breasts nice and supported when you're out and about, and hide your perky pink nipples from hungry eyes. You are currently wearing <<if ($bra eq "nude") and ($overwear eq "nude")>>nothing, and your breasts are easily visible<<elseif $overwear eq "nude">>nothing over your $bra. <<elseif $bra eq "nude">>nothing to hold up your breasts under your $overwear. <<else>> your $bra under your $overwear. <</if>> <<if $bra neq "nude">> [[Strip out of your bra->Bra Nude]] <</if>> <<if ($brainventory.includes("cute white bra")) and ($bra neq "cute white bra")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/cute white bra.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Cute White Bra]] <</if>> \ <<if ($brainventory.includes("cute blue bra")) and ($bra neq "cute blue bra")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/cute blue bra.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Cute Blue Bra]] <</if>> \ <<if ($brainventory.includes("pink pushup bra")) and ($bra neq "pink pushup bra")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/pink pushup bra.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Pink Pushup Bra]] <</if>> \ <<if ($brainventory.includes("lacy black bra")) and ($bra neq "lacy black bra")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/lacy black bra.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Lacy Black Bra]] <</if>> \ <<if ($brainventory.includes("elegant grey bra")) and ($bra neq "elegant grey bra")>> \ <img src="Images/Clothes/elegant grey bra.jpg" width=200 /> [[Put this on->Elegant Grey Bra]] <</if>> \ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You arrive at the panties aisle. A sweet perfume permeates the area, and your eyes are dazzled by so many colors and types of panties. <<if $fem eq 1>>You feel out of place and awkward.<</if>> <img src="Images/Clothes/femworldpanties.jpg" width=300 /> <<if $underwearinventory.includes("blue cotton panties")>> <<else>> Blue cotton panties. 50 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/blue cotton panties.jpg" width=200 /> <<if $money gte 50>> [[Buy->Blue Cotton Panties Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> \ <<if $underwearinventory.includes("pink cotton panties")>> <<else>> Pink cotton panties. 75 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/pink cotton panties.jpg" width=200 /> <<if $money gte 75>> [[Buy->Pink Cotton Panties Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> \ <<if $underwearinventory.includes("sexy black thong")>> <<else>> Sexy Black Thong. 85 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/sexy black thong.jpg" width=200 /> <<if $fem lte 3>> <i>This is too girly for me!</i><<elseif $money gte 85>> [[Buy->Sexy Black Thong Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> \ <<if $underwearinventory.includes("sexy red thong")>> <<else>> Sexy Red Thong. 100 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/sexy red thong.jpg" width=200 /> <<if $fem lte 3>> <i>This is too girly for me!</i><<elseif $money gte 100>> [[Buy->Sexy Red Thong Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> [[Return to the front of the store->Fem World]]
<<if $haspanties eq 0>> Blushing the entire time, you sheepishly hand over the cash and buy your first pair of panties.<<else>>Smiling at the cute girl at the register, you purchase the panties. <</if>> <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $underwearinventory.push("blue cotton panties")>> <<set $haspanties = 1>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $haspanties eq 0>> Blushing the entire time, you sheepishly hand over the cash and buy your first pair of panties.<<else>>Smiling at the cute girl at the register, you purchase the panties. <</if>> <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 75>> <<set $underwearinventory.push("pink cotton panties")>> <<set $haspanties = 1>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
You put on Susan's black panties. <<if $fem lte 2>> The feeling of putting woman's underwear on is new and strange. Your legs tingle as the panties slide over them. The fabric is tight against your crotch, but you like the sensation.<<else>> You're used to putting on panties now. They're your new normal.<</if>> <<set $pantiesset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $pantieschoice = $pantiesset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties2.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties3.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ <<set $underwear = "susan's black panties">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>>
You put on your blue cotton panties. <<if $fem lte 2>> The feeling of putting woman's underwear on is new and strange. Your legs tingle as the panties slide over them. The fabric is tight against your crotch, but you like the sensation.<<else>> You're used to putting on panties now. They're your new normal.<</if>> <<set $pantiesset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $pantieschoice = $pantiesset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties2.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties3.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ <<set $underwear = "blue cotton panties">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>>
You put on your pink cotton panties. <<if $fem lte 2>> The feeling of putting woman's underwear on is new and strange. Your legs tingle as the panties slide over them. The fabric is tight against your crotch, but you like the sensation.<<else>> You're used to putting on panties now. They're your new normal.<</if>> <<set $pantiesset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $pantieschoice = $pantiesset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties2.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties3.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ <<set $underwear = "pink cotton panties">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>>
You arrive at the underwear aisle. It smells like polyester. <img src="Images/Clothes/dudesunderwear.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $underwearinventory.includes("red and black boxers")>> <<else>> Red and black boxers. 50 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/red and black boxers.jpg" width=200 /> <<if $money gte 50>> [[Buy->Red and Black Boxers Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> [[Return to the front of the store->Clothing for Dudes]]
You arrive at the outfits aisle. It's a long aisle. <img src="Images/Clothes/dudesoverwear.jpg" width=300 /> <<if $overwearinventory.includes("black shirt and jeans")>> <<else>> Black Shirt and Jeans. 100 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/black shirt and jeans.jpg" width=200 /> <<if $money gte 100>> [[Buy->Black Shirt and Jeans Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> [[Return to the front of the store->Clothing for Dudes]]
Nodding to the dude at the register, you purchase the boxers <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $underwearinventory.push("red and black boxers")>> [[Return to the store front->Clothing for Dudes]]
Nodding to the dude at the register, you purchase the outfit. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 100>> <<set $overwearinventory.push("black shirt and jeans")>> [[Return to the store front->Clothing for Dudes]]
You put on your black shirt and jeans. <<if $fem lte 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonshirt1.jpg" width=200 /> <<else>> <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonshirt2.jpg" width=350 /> <</if>><<set $overwear = "black shirt and jeans">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>>
You put on your red and black boxers. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonboxers1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $underwear = "red and black boxers">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>>
You load up some hentai. Ah, animated beauty - the comfort zone of any degenerate. <<set $hentaiset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $hentaichoice = $hentaiset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $hentaichoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/hentai1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $hentaichoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/hentai2.gif.webp" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $hentaichoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/hentai3.gif.webp" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $hentaichoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Computer/hentai4.gif.webp" width=325 /> <</if>>\ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<elseif $hetero gte 8>> [[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]] <<else>> [[Jerk off->Failed Masturbation]] <</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
You load up some anal porn. It's just more <i>exciting</i> than regular porn. <<set $analset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $analchoice = $analset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $analchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/anal1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $analchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/anal2.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $analchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/anal3.gif.webp" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $analchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Computer/anal4.gif.webp" width=300 /> <</if>>\ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<elseif $hetero gte 6>>[[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]]<<else>>[[Jerk off->Failed Masturbation]]<</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
Soon <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is in her underwear and you've got foundation, eye liner, mascara, toner, and lipstick all expertly drawn on your face. Then she tosses you a long black outfit and a pair of high heels. <b>"Are the heels necessary?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> looks at you like you're an idiot. <span class="katie"><b>"Put on the fucking shoes, hot shot."</b></span> Swallowing, you do as you're told, then check out the mirror. <img src="Images/Cauldron/waitresscostume2.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"I'm a cat."</b> You say, watching the woman in the mirror repeat the words. It still amazes you how much of a difference <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> make-up makes. Only... it's not just that. As you walk - awkwardly - in your heels, you can tell something else is different. It's the panties. <img src="Images/Cauldron/pantiesass1.gif" width=300 /> They make you feel... different. <span class="pink"><i>Free</i></span>. <span class="katie"><b>"Yep, I knew it." Katie</b></span> says, smugly. <span class="katie"><b>"The panties are already doing their magic. Now you can be a real waitress. Go on and get them, you sexy bitch."</b></span> And with one more slap to your behind, she pushes you [[out of the dressing room->Waitress Shift 3]]. <<set $overwear = "Cute cat outfit">>
Dressed up in your $overwear, you enter the first floor of the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> Navigating a busy bar in high heels is no easy task, but you stumble your way through it. It still feels weird to wear a woman's halloween costume, but you're starting to get your head around it. What's really tripping you out is your girly underwear. They're unintrusive, soft, and comforting for your ass and your groin. You have to admit it - they're better than boxers in every way. <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit... I love wearing panties.</i></span> Soon you fall into the zone of taking orders and delivering food. Nothing unexpected happens, besides a few leers from the guys. Almost like they're <span class="purple">interested</span> in you. Then the shift is over, and it's time to go back to real life. [[Pay time!->Waitress Shift 4]]
At the end of night, your feet are killing you. You breathe a long sigh of relief as you kick off your heels. <img src="Images/Cauldron/danglingheels.gif" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"What was your haul?" Katie</b></span> asks, back in her underwear as she removes your make-up. You've grown to enjoy the careful attention she puts into her work. <i>God, she's beautiful.</i> <b>"225, including tips."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"More than a bus boy, then."</b></span> <b>"Way more."</b> <i>With this kind of cashflow, I can keep my father alive. Fuck yes.</i> <span class="katie"><b>"So you'll keep up the game? You'll keep wearing panties and dressing up for me?" Katie</b></span> asks. She's stopped her work and has become serious. Her stare is intense. You swallow your saliva. <b>"Yeah, Katie. As long as you keep helping me."</b> She gives you what might be the sexiest look of all time. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiestare.gif" width=250 /> <span class="katie"><b>"You might not believe it, but we're actually helping each other. See you next time, hot shot. Don't forget that sexy underwear."</b></span> And then she's gone. Once you're alone, you can't help but rub your panties beneath your jeans. God, they feel nice. <i>I wonder what other kinds of lady clothes feel like...</i> <i><b>Your <span class="pink">Femininity</span> level has increased! You can now try on a lady's gym outfit, if an old friend asked you to!</b></i> <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money += 225>> <<set $fem = 2>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $katiequest4 = 0>> <<set $katiequest5 = 1>>
You arrive at the Cauldron, excited to work another shift as a femme waitress in panties. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is waiting for you in the dressing room, already in her underwear. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie3.jpg" width=300 /> She has you undress, then gives you the usual make over. You bask in feeling of being pampered, and it's over too soon. When she's done, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> hands you your outfit for the evening, then gives you a slap on your panty-clad ass for good luck. <img src="Images/Cauldron/slapass1.gif" width=300 /> [[Put on your outfit->Panties Waitress Shift 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $pantieswaitresscount += 1>>
Like usual, your father speaks first to prove he's alive. <span class="dad"><b>"$playername, it's good to hear your voice."</b></span> <<if $fem lte 4>><b>"You too, dad."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"You too, dad."</b></span><</if>> Then the Russian mobster takes the phone. <img src="Images/Father/mobster.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="mob"><b>"E-transfer $mobdebt to bank account. You have sixty seconds."</b></span> Always straight to business. <<if $money gte $mobdebt>> [[Pay the mob->Father Survives]] [[Refuse to pay->Father Dies]] <<else>> [[You don't have enough money. Ask for more time!->Father Dies]] <</if>> <<set $time = "night">>
You expect to hear a Russian mobster. Instead you hear your father. <span class="dad"><b>"$playername? Oh thank God you picked up."</b></span> <b>"Dad! Dad are you okay?"</b> <span class="dad"><b>"I have a gun barrel against my head. So no, I'm not okay. These guys are serious, $playername. No fucking around."</b></span> You hear the telltale sound of a gun being cocked. <span class="dad"><b>"Your mother already transfered her half of the 1000. Now it's up to you."</b></span> There's some scuffling, and then another man speaks. He has a thick Russian accent. <img src="Images/Father/mobster.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="mob"><b>"E-transfer 500 to bank account associated with this number. You have sixty seconds."</b></span> <b>"Wait, let me speak to my dad again. What are you doing to him? Why are you doing this?!"</b> A brief pause, then: <span class="mob"><b>"Fifty seconds."</b></span> <<if $money gte $mobdebt>> [[Pay the mob->Father Survives First Call]] [[Refuse to pay->Father Dies]] <<else>> [[You don't have enough money. Ask for more time!->Father Dies]] <</if>> <<set $time = "night">>
At the click of a button, your money transfers to the mob's bank account. <span class="mob"><b>"Good. Next week, payment is 50 more dollars"</b></span> The mobster hangs up. You did it, you kept your father alive... at least until next Monday evening. Your mother calls you a moment later, weeping. <img src="Images/Father/mothercrying1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Oh, $playername! I'm so scared. How will we get 1050 dollars in a week?"</b></span> You sigh. You know how - by crossdressing as a halloween waitress at the Cauldron. Again. <i>Not that my mom needs to know that.</i> <b>"Don't worry, mom. I've just got a raise at work. You keep supplying your 500 dollars, I'll handle the rest."</b> Which means you owe the mob 550 dollars next week. <i>Fuck.</i> After you say goodnight to your mom, you figure it's time for [[some well deserved rest.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $money -= $mobdebt>> <<set $mobdebt += 50>>
<<if $money gte $mobdebt>> Even though you have the money, you decide enough is enough. You can't let these mobsters milk your family's wealth. You decide to call their bluff. <b>"Listen here,"</b> you say into your phone. <b>"I'm not paying-"</b> <<else>> Since you don't have the money, you'll have to negotiate with the mob. <b>"Listen, I don't have the money right this moment. Just give me a few days, and-"</b> <</if>> <b><i>BANG!</i></b> <img src="Images/Father/gun.gif" width=500 /> Two more shots follow the first. <span class="mob"><b>"The debt is paid in blood."</b></span> the mobster says. Then the line goes dead. For a moment, you stare at the phone, too shocked to even think. [[He's gone.->Ending Gate]]
You sit on your bed, considering what to do next. <img src="Images/Father/spinningtop.webp" width=500 /> In one sense, you failed. Your father is dead. But <i>your</i> journey isn't over. The question is, where will you end up? It likely depends on what kind of man - or <span class="pink"><i>woman</i></span> - you are today. <<if $homo lte 4>>Final <span class="blue"><b>Heterosexuality</b></span> score: $hetero Final <span class="purple"><b>Homosexuality</b></span> score: $homo <<else>>Final <span class="purple"><b>Bisexuality</b></span> score: $homo <</if>> Final <span class="pink"><b>Femininity</b></span> score: $fem <<if $hetero eq 10>> [[The die is cast.->Contract Killer 1]] <<elseif $hetero eq 9>> [[The die is cast.->Government Agent 1]] <<elseif $hetero eq 8>> [[The die is cast.->Author 1]] <<elseif $hetero eq 7>> [[The die is cast.->Devoted 1]]<<elseif $hetero eq 6>> [[The die is cast.->Singer 1]]<<elseif ($hetero eq 5) and ($chastityquest eq 0)>> [[The die is cast.->Woman 1]] <<elseif ($chastityquest gte 1) and ($virginityquest eq 0)>> [[The die is cast.->Maid 1]]<<elseif $virginityquest gte 1>> [[The die is cast.->Princess 1]]<</if>> <<set $endingmode = 1>> <<set $p = 0>>
Shortly after your father's death, you realize only one thing matters anymore: revenge. You go off the grid for a few years, training in mixed martial arts and weapons-based combat. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillertraining.webp" width=500 /> At the same time, you learn to speak, read, and write Russian, and gather as much intel as you can on the mob that killed your father. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillerreading.webp" width=500 /> Five years after your father's death, you arrive in Russia as a stowaway on a tanker pulling into Sevastopol. [[I will have my revenge.->Contract Killer 2]]
Shortly after your father's death, you realize only one thing matters anymore: revenge. You go off the grid for a few years, training in mixed martial arts and weapons-based combat. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillertraining.webp" width=500 /> At the same time, you learn to speak, read, and write Russian, and gather as much intel as you can on the mob that killed your father. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillerreading.webp" width=500 /> Five years after your father's death, you arrive in Russia as a stowaway on a tanker pulling into Sevastopol. [[I will have my revenge.->Government Agent 2]]
At the click of a button, your money transfers to the mob's bank account. <<set $money -= $mobdebt>> \ <<if $mobquest1 eq 2>><<set $mobdebt += 75>><<else>><<set $mobdebt += 50>><</if>> \ <span class="mob"><b>"Good. Next week, payment is $mobdebt"</b></span> The mobster hangs up. You did it, you kept your father alive... at least until next Monday evening. You're going to have to keep making more and more money to keep up with the mob's rising demands. After a brief call with your mom, you figure it's time for [[some well deserved rest.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $totaldebt = $totaldebt - $mobdebt>>
<<if $shavedwaitresscount eq 0>> \ When you enter the small dressing room, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> grins wickedly. <span class="katie"><b>"Let me see."</b></span> She tosses you a wig and some girly underwear. <span class="katie"><b>"Put these on and pose for me. Show me how smooth you are."</b></span> Her command sends a shiver down your spine, and you feel your girl dick tingle. Soon enough you're posing for <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> in the dressing room. <img src="Images/Cauldron/posingforkatie.gif" width=250 /> <span class="katie"><b>"So delicate."</b></span> She sounds genuinely impressed. <span class="katie"><b>"You're a natural."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks..."</b></span> you say, lost in the moment. You spread your cheeks to give <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> a better view. <img src="Images/Cauldron/posingforkatie2.gif" width=200 /> <<elseif $shavedwaitresscount eq 3>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> grins wickedly as you enter the room. She's holding up her phone. <span class="katie"><b>"Looking good, hot shot. You're a cute enough guy, but a sexy fucking girl."</b></span> For some reason, you take it as a compliment, and your heart surges at the thought of being a <span class="pink">sexy girl</span>. <b>"Just keep that to yourself."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"No worries. You can always trust me."</b></span> she says, walking close and winking at you. <<elseif ($shavedwaitresscount eq 4) and (hasVisited("Shaved Waitress Shift Need Ears Pierced"))>><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> runs up to you the moment you enter the dressing room. <span class="katie"><b>"Holy shit - you actually did it. You actually pierced your ears."</b></span> <b>"Wait... was I not supposed to?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"I have clip-ons. We were going to fake it. But this is better. <i>Way</i> better.."</b></span> You want to be angry that you had your ears pierced for no reason, but no anger seems to come. Instead, you're kind of looking forward to buying another cute pair for your ears...<</if>> <span class="katie"><b>"Now, it's a busy night. Lots of boys out there." Katie</b></span> says, smiling. <span class="katie"><b>"And do you know what boys want to see?"</b></span> You rub your cleanly shaven legs. <b>"Skin?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> nods. <span class="katie"><b>"Now show me the skin the boys like best."</b></span> Giggling, you give your smooth, girly ass a playful slap. <<set $showset = [2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $showchoice = $showset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/slapass2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/slapass3.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <span class="katie"><b>"That's right, hot shot. Now let's get you changed."</b></span> [[It's dress-up time.->Shaved Waitress Shift 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
<<set $conservativeoutfitset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $conservativeoutfitchoice = $conservativeoutfitset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $conservativeoutfitchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/conservativewaitress1.jpg" width=400 /> Today you're dressed as a beautiful, chaste nun. All of your skin is hidden beneath your flowing robes, but <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> given you a rosey face and dark, sinful lips. <<set $overwear = "Cute nun outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $conservativeoutfitchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/conservativewaitress2.jpg" width=400 /> Today you're dressed as the pink power ranger. It's a tight, sporty outfit designed for fighting evil and showing off your pretty butt. <<set $overwear = "pink power ranger outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $conservativeoutfitchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/conservativewaitress3.jpg" width=400 /> Today you're dressed as a vivacious but well-covered pirate! You have a feeling quite a few guys will be keeping an eye out for your booty. <<set $overwear = "Cute pirate outfit">> <</if>>\ \ [[Let's get to work!->Panties Waitress Shift 3]]
Dressed up in your $overwear, you enter the first floor of the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> Navigating a busy bar in high heels is no easy task, but you stumble your way through it. You're used to working in a woman's outfit by now, and you take a small amount of pleasure in how soft your panties feel as you strut through the Cauldron. Soon you fall into the zone of taking orders and delivering food. Nothing unexpected happens, besides a few leers from the guys. Almost like they're <span class="purple">interested</span> in you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/waitressing2.jpg" width=450 /> Then the shift is over, and it's time to go back to real life. [[Pay time!->Panties Waitress Shift 4]]
You end the shift exhausted, and give your feet a good rub to bring them back to life. High heels are no joke. Counting your tips, you made 250 tonight. Not bad! You're getting used to this life style and this cash. Being <span class="pink"><b>girly</b></span> definitely has its advantages. <<if $pantieswaitresscount lte 3>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> seems happy for you and your healthy paycheque. As you head out for the night, she blows you a sweet kiss. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieblowingkiss1.webp" width=500 /> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<else>> Just when you mean to leave, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> calls you over. She doesn't seem happy. [[Go see what Katie needs.->Panties Waitress Shift Need to Shave]] <</if>> <<set $money += 250>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">>
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> seems to be in a mood, and paces as she talks. <span class="katie"><b>"This isn't working. This just won't work."</b></span> You watch as she tosses different costumes across the dressing room, like she's searching for something. <b>"Hey, Katie. What's up?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"We're done, that is what's up. It's over. No more waitressing."</b></span> <b>"What?"</b> A lance of fear shoots through your chest. How will you save your father? <b>"Why?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"The costumes you wear - they're too restrictive. Can't show boobs. Can't show legs. It's like painting with one color. I can't work like this"</b></span> <b>"Katie,"</b> you say, desperate. <b>"I'll do anything."</b> That stops her. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> looks at you, considering what you said. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieconsidering.webp" width=500 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Well... there's a way to keep playing. But you might not like it."</b></span> [[Try me.->Panties Waitress Shift Need to Shave 2]] <<set $katiequest5 = 0>> <<set $katiequest6 = 1>>
You go for run through the neighbourhood. <<set $jogset = [1, 2, 3, 4, 5]>>\ \ <<set $jogchoice = $jogset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $jogchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Home/jog1.gif" width=400 /> As you run down a field behind your apartment, you cross paths with scantily-clad fellow jogger. She doesn't seem to mind baring some skin to the world on her Saturday jog. Good for her! <</if>>\ \ <<if $jogchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Home/jog2.gif" width=500 /> As you run along the sidewalk, you end up jogging behind a pretty girl from your Gender Studies class. She's sweating hard, and her sexy ass gives you all the motivation you need to stay right behind her for the rest of your jog. <</if>>\ \ <<if $jogchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Home/jog3.gif" width=400 /> As you slow down in the nearby park, a young student sees you're lacking motivation. She takes it upon herself to give you a quick flash of her perky tits to inspire you to keep jogging. <</if>>\ \ <<if $jogchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Home/jog4.gif" width=300 /> As you near the end of your jog, you hear footsteps behind you. It's a fellow jogger - and she's flashing her tits as she runs! You figure she must be looking to tan her chest while she exercises. You can't fault a girl for multi-tasking! <</if>>\ \ <<if $jogchoice eq 5>> <img src="Images/Home/jog5.gif" width=600 /> You end up jogging through a deserted park. At least, you think it's deserted until you see a couple going at it, only partially hidden by the trees. After catching a glimpse (or two) of the action, you leave them to their fun and jog away. <</if>>\ [[Go home and hit the showers->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pulls out a few printed pages. Most with notes, some with images. <span class="susan"><b>"My new Social Justice professor, Olivier, he's really smart. He's taught me so much about the dark history of racial prejudice in our country..."</b></span> At that point you essentially tune out, lost in your girlfriend's beauty. She's so cute when she gets serious about stuff like this. <img src="Images/Susan/susan4.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"...and that's why we owe them so much. Don't you agree?"</b></span> You weren't listening to what she was saying, but you nod along and say, <b>"Totally."</b> That was clearly the right answer. Smiling, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leans forward and pushes her tongue into your mouth. [[Alright, time for the fun part!->Susan Date Het9 3]]
After a long, drawn out kiss, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lowers herself down to your crotch and unzips your jeans. <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my God! Panties!" Susan</b></span> says, upon seeing your underwear. <span class="susan"><b>"So kinky! I love how cute you look in them."</b></span> <</if>>\ <<if $chest eq 2>><span class="susan"><b>"I love your new, shaved look."</b> Susan</span> says, rubbing her hands around your smooth penis. <span class="susan"><b>"Your hair was more masculine than you are! This seems very fitting. <i>Very</i> hot."</b></span> <</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"Mmmm.... I love how hard you get for me..."</b></span> she whispers, taking you into her mouth. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblowjob2.gif" width=500 /> <b>"That's good, babe."</b> you breathe. And although it is good, something feels off. You feel... unbalanced. Even though you're getting head from your girlfriend, your thoughts keep jumping back to the feeling of those gym leggings on your ass... and <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hungry eyes. Your climax nears. <b>"Let's fuck."</b> you say, urgently. <b>"Now."</b> [[Enter her->Susan Date Het9 4]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
You slide your dick into <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> dripping pussy. She moans as you bottom out inside of her. Then you start thrusting, almost in a panic, as you feel your climax nearing. <img src="Images/Susan/susanmissionary2.gif.webp" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Don't stop!"</b></span> Susan wails, as she senses you're about to blow. <span class="susan"><b>"I haven't cum yet. Don't stop, $playername, please keep fucking-"</b></span> In your mind's eye, you see your tight ass, framed in a <span class="pink">frilly pair of panties</span>. <b>"Oh - OH! - OH!!!"</b> [[You finish before Susan->Susan Date Het9 5]]
Unable to control yourself, you blow your load inside <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> moist cunt. <img src="Images/Susan/susancreampie2.gif.webp" width=400 /> You watch, dismayed, as your cum pours out of her pussy. <i>I never finish first,</i> you think. <i>What's going on with me?</i> Your mind flashes to an image of you serving tables in <span class="pink"><b>a cute cat outfit</b></span>. A shiver runs down your spine. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, for her part, is forgiving. <span class="susan"><b>"It's okay, $playername."</b></span> she says, rubbing her pussy lips slowly. <span class="susan"><b>"I bet you were just psyched out from all that racial guilt stuff we were studying earlier."</b></span> You weren't paying attention to what she was rambling about earlier, so you really have no idea what she's talking about. But better she believe that bullshit than learn about your crossdressing experiences. <b>"Thanks for understanding, Susan."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Don't worry about it. I'm glad you took it all to heart. Love you, babe."</b></span> [[Well, time to say goodbye.->Susan Date Het9 6]]
You walk <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to the door, embarassed for finishing before she orgasmed. <b>"Sorry to leave you so unsatisfied."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> just shrugs, smiling. <span class="susan"><b>"Not a problem! I've recently run into some... um... fun new porn. I'll just watch it tonight for a bit. Or an hour."</b></span> <b>"Oh... that's... good, I guess."</b> <i>Susan? Watching porn? That's new.</i> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lowers her top, giving you a quick glance at her perfect, perky tits. <span class="susan"><b>"If you get horny again tonight, be sure to think about me."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan5.jpg" width=300 /> And with that, she leaves. <i>That was... hot. Weird, but hot.</i> [[I'd better get to sleep.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $susanstatus = 2>>
You seduce the daughter of one of the men you plan to kill, and subsequently get invited to a party held in the home of one of the mob's most venerated leaders. After lying low for an hour, you confirm that every man involved in your father's death is in the building. That's when you make your move. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillerattack.gif" width=500 /> You strike like lightning, and nothing can stop you. Before long, the guards are dead, the guests have fled, and the last mobster is begging for his life. [[Finish him.->Contract Killer 3]]
One shot, then two more. <img src="Images/Father/gun.gif" width=500 /> <b>"The debt is paid in blood."</b> you tell the corpse, before leaving the mess behind and disappearing into the night. [[But what comes after revenge?->Contract Killer 4]]
After dealing with your father's killers, you find yourself purposeless. The mob sends assassins to take you out but you dispatch them without much effort. You've become a cold, merciless killer without a cause. And then you discover exactly how much money world-class assassins make. Before long, you become the best killer for hire across the globe. You never stay in one place too long, and never make attachments. Still, you find time to seduce supermodels and the daughters of your enemies, when it suits you. You find particular pleasure in sleeping with multiple women at once. Your strength and raw virility is usually too much for one girl to handle. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillersex1.gif.webp" width=350 /> You lost much of your warmth and personality after you turned into a brutal assassin. Still, cumming onto the faces of the once-virgin daughters of men who did you wrong tends to bring a smile to your face. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillersex2.gif.webp" width=600 /> [[Life is hard. But hard is good.->Contract Killer 5]]
Your old name has long since been forgotten. When you started your career as an assassin, your nickname was 'the good son,' to reflect the reason behind your first kills. Over time, that changed to 'the dark son,' and then again to <b>Dark Sun.</b> This moniker is the current name assigned to your face on Interpol's most wanted list. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkiller.jpg" width=450 /> <b><i>Ending #1 Achieved! You are the Contract Killer!</i></b> [[Closing]]
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You seduce the daughter of one of the men you plan to kill, and subsequently get invited to a party held in the home of one of the mob's most venerated leaders. After lying low for an hour, you confirm that every man involved in your father's death is in the building. That's when you make your move. <img src="Images/Endings/governmentagentattack.gif" width=500 /> You're hopelessly outnumbered and outgunned, but you have the element of surprise. In the end, you're gravely wounded, but the men who killed your father are all dead. [[Time to escape->Government Agent 3]]
Fearing the mob's counterattack, you flee Russia and return to your home country. It isn't long before the government, hearing of your exploits abroad, gives you an ultimatum: join them as a secret agent, or be arrested on trumped up charges. <img src="Images/Endings/governmentagentfile.jpg" width=200 /> It's an easy decision to make. [[Welcome to the agency.->Government Agent 4]]
You quickly rise up the ranks of the agency. You're recognized for your martial skill, charisma, and emotional intelligence. This makes you a critical asset for missions involving seduction as a means of gathering intel. <img src="Images/Endings/governmentagentseduction.png" width=350 /> You become known as a lady-killer, capable of getting any female person of interest to tell whatever secret the government needs to hear. Back home, you're a ghost. The agency doesn't allow for any personal attachments. [[Of course, what they don't know can't hurt them.->Government Agent 5]]
You simply can't get over your old flame, Susan. You'll never be able to marry her, but she's the closest thing to love you'll ever have. You can't tell her about your profession, but she gets the hint. She can't ask questions. You can never stay for long. But when you do see her - usually for only a few days a year - nothing else matters. <img src="Images/Endings/governmentagentsusan1.jpg" width=500 /> You sleep with many women as part of your job, but nothing compares to the intimacy you and Susan have for one another. She's your weak link, but you wouldn't have it any other way. <img src="Images/Endings/governmentagentsusan2.gif.webp" width=500 /> [[Absence makes the heart grow fonder.->Government Agent 6]]
Only Susan is allowed to use your old name. When you started your career as an agent, your nickname was 'the good son,' in reference to your reckless revenge plot in Russia. Your code name with the agency then became 'the golden son,' and then it changed to <b>Gold Sun.</b> You use a myriad of false names when on missions, but everyone in the agency calls you this. It's the closest thing to a name you have. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/governmentagent.jpg" width=450 /> <b><i>Ending #2 Achieved! You are the Government Agent!</i></b> [[Closing]]
You enter the men's locker room and find a quiet corner to change. You slip on the sports bra, then shimmy into the leggings. The stretchy fabric feels great against your legs, and everything feels nice and secure around your ass and groin.<<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> At a deep, almost subconscious level you find that wearing panties and leggings is just a natural thing for you to do, and you look forward to doing it often.<</if>> Before heading for the exit, you pass by a mirror and check out your ass. As you expected, it looks cute and <span class="pink">girly</span>. You give your cheeks a playful smack and watch them giggle. <img src="Images/Gym/wearingleggings2.gif" width=400 /> [[Time to work out with Todd->Workout in Leggings 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "sports bra and leggings">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
As you secretly hoped, <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> attention is 100 percent devoted to you during the entire workout. It feels good to be so close to your old friend. Having a strong man to lead you through the workout just seems natural - and doing it in leggings and bra doesn't even bother you anymore! Sometimes, you can feel <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> eyes on your ass while you go through an exercise. It hardly phases you. The leggings give you a nice ass - it's only right for him to stare. <img src="Images/Gym/leggingsworkout1.gif" width=300 /> <<if $fem eq 2>>Before long, the workout is over, and you have to change back to your boy clothes and head home. You're already looking forward to working out with your best friend again, and showing off your assets. [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<else>> Halfway through your workout, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> notices you're doing a movement wrong, and steps close to adjust it. [[That's when he touches you.->Workout in Leggings 3]] <</if>>
One moment, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is adjusting the position of your arm, his breath against your neck. The next, his hands are travelling down your back. <span class="todd"><b>"Bro,"</b></span> he says, almost reverently, <span class="todd"><b>"You're so smooth..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/touchingback1.webp" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Hey - <i>oooh... ah...</i>"</b></span> Your would-be protest immediately turns to girly sighs as <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> strong hands slip across your smooth and sensitive back and stomach. You feel like putty in his masculine grasp, ready to be molded as he likes. As if he senses this, <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hands slip down from your back to your tight ass. <img src="Images/Gym/touchingleggings1.gif" width=400 /> Your asshole clenches at the sudden, rough groping. <b>"Hey!"</b> you cry, spinning out of his grip. <b>"Too rough!"</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs, and replies, <span class="todd"><b>"No worries, bro. I'll be gentler next time. Time's up, anyway."</b></span> [[And just like that, he leaves you.->Workout in Leggings 4]]
<i>You idiot,</i> you think, berating yourself as you flee to the locker room. <i>It wasn't the roughness that was the problem, it was that he was touching me at all! Bros don't... do that!</i> And yet, as you pull down your leggings, you see the physical evidence of how much you enjoyed it. <img src="Images/Gym/erectionleggings1.gif" width=200 /> You're completely hard. You haven't been this erect in years. <i>Why does <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> touch on my smooth, girly body turn me on so much? What the fuck is happening to me?</i> Feeling anxious and confused, you change and go home. <i><b>Your <span class="blue">Heterosexuality</span> level has decreased!</b></i> <i><b>Your <span class="purple">Homosexuality</span> level has increased! You are now willing to put something long and hard in your mouth, if your girlfriend insisted!</b></i> <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $hetero -= 1>> <<set $homo += 1>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $toddquest3 = 0>> <<set $toddquest4 = 1>>
<span class="todd"><b>"Ready to roll, bro?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> asks, the moment you get close. He's already holding the woman's gym clothes in his hands. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> You blush a bit, looking at the clothing <span class="purple">and the way Todd smiles at you</span>. There's no way you can refuse him. You feel blood rush to your <span class="pink">girl-dick</span> at the thought of <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> groping your ass again. [[Take the outfit before he sees your hard-on->Shaved Session with Todd 2]]
You load up some trans porn. It's not for everyone, but you've recently come to realize that chicks with dicks are hot. <<set $transset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $transchoice = $transset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $transchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/trans1.gif.webp" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $transchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/trans2.gif.webp" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $transchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/trans3.gif.webp" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $transchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Computer/trans4.gif.webp" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<else>>[[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]] <</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
<span class="katie"><b>"You need to shave."</b></span> she says, simply. <span class="katie"><b>"Everything."</b></span> <b>"Everything?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Every hair beneath your eyebrows. Like girls do."</b></span> You shudder at the thought. That sounds like <i>a lot</i> of razor burn. <b>"But why?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives a sigh of frustration, then starts undressing before your eyes. <span class="katie"><b>"Fine, hotshot. I'll show you."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katienude1.gif" width=400 /> You're absolutely stunned. She's completely naked, right in front of you. <span class="katie"><b>"It's not just about giving me access to more costumes," Katie</b></span> explains, rubbing her hands down her chest and legs. <span class="katie"><b>"Being smooth and hairless is part of what it means to be a woman. Until you live like we live, you'll always be a shitty waitress making shitty tips. I won't stand for it."</b></span> <b>"Fuck,"</b> you say, glancing at your hairy arms. <b>"Maybe you're right."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"I haven't steered you wrong yet, right? I'm serious about this shit. Until you're as smooth as me, no more waitressing."</b></span> Looks like you'll need to buy a shaving kit from Fem World. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]]
You arrive at the bras aisle of Fem World. Every style and color of bra imaginable lines the aisle, and the whole place smells a bit like sage and lavender. <img src="Images/Clothes/femworldbras.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $fem lt 2>> You're a man - you can't go shopping for bras! Blushing furiously, you head [[back to the entrance.->Fem World]] <<else>> <<if $brainventory.includes("cute blue bra")>> <<else>> Cute Blue Bra. 75 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/cute blue bra.jpg" width=250 /> <<if ($chest lte 3)>> <i>I don't have boobs!</i> <<elseif $money gte 75>> [[Buy->Cute Blue Bra Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $brainventory.includes("pink pushup bra")>> <<else>> Pink Pushup Bra. 100 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/pink pushup bra.jpg" width=250 /> <<if ($chest lte 3)>> <i>I don't have boobs!</i> <<elseif $money gte 100>> [[Buy->Pink Pushup Bra Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $brainventory.includes("lacy black bra")>> <<else>> Lacy Black Bra. 125 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/lacy black bra.jpg" width=250 /> <<if ($chest lte 3)>> <i>I don't have boobs!</i> <<elseif $money gte 125>> [[Buy->Lacy Black Bra Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> [[Return to the front of the store->Fem World]] <</if>>
You arrive at the general feminine goods aisle. Tampons, nylons, make-up, razors - for all your girly needs! <img src="Images/Clothes/femworldmisc.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $fem lt 2>> You're a man - you don't need feminine products! Blushing furiously, you head [[back to the entrance.->Fem World]] <<else>> <<if $otherinventory.includes("full body shaving kit")>> <<else>> Full body shaving kit. 125 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/full body shaving kit.jpg" width=150 /> <<if ($katiequest6 eq 0) or ($hetero eq 10)>> <i>This is too girly for me!</i> <<elseif $money gte 125>> [[Buy->Full Body Shaving Kit Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $otherinventory.includes("makeup set")>> <<else>> Makeup set. 150 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/makeup set.jpg" width=300 /> <<if ($katiequest8 eq 0) or ($hetero gte 8)>> <i>This is too girly for me!</i> <<elseif $money gte 150>> [[Buy->Makeup Set Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $otherinventory.includes("nail polish")>> <<else>> Nail polish. 115 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/nail polish.jpg" width=300 /> <<if ($katiequest8 eq 0) or ($hetero gte 8)>> <i>This is too girly for me!</i> <<elseif $money gte 115>> [[Buy->Nail Polish Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $otherinventory.includes("handjob book")>> <<else>> <i>How to Give a Handjob that will Blow His Mind</i> First Edition. 200 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/handjobbook.jpg" width=200 /> <<if ($handjobquest eq 0)>> <i>I'm not buying this!</i> <<elseif $money gte 200>> [[Buy->Handjob Book Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $otherinventory.includes("interracial porn")>> <<else>> <i>Interracial Surrender 10</i> 250 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/interracialporn.jpg" width=200 /> <<if ($oliviaquestchoice neq "puppetmaster") or ($oliviaquest neq 7)>> <i>I have no reason to buy this.</i> <<elseif $money gte 250>> [[Buy->Interracial Porn Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> [[Return to the front of the store->Fem World]] <</if>>
You arrive at the sex toy aisle of Fem World. Dildos, butt plugs, anal beads, lubricants, vibrators, nipple clamps, bondage gear... wow, girls know how to have fun! <img src="Images/Clothes/femworldtoys.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $fem lte 2>>You're a man - you can't buy girls' sex toys! Blushing furiously, you head [[back to the entrance.->Fem World]]<<else>> <<if $boughtbuttplug eq 1>> <<else>> Small Buttplug. 120 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/small buttplug.jpg" width=200 /> <<if ($fem eq 3) and ($katiequest8 eq 1)>> <i>I know I need to buy one of these, but it just feels too weird! Maybe if I put on makeup and nail polish first, I'd feel girly enough to try a butt plug...</i><<elseif ($fem lte 3)>> <i>There's no way I'm buying this!</i> <<elseif $money gte 120>> [[Buy->Small Buttplug Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $toyinventory.includes("pink dildo")>> <<else>> Pink Dildo. 200 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/pink dildo.jpg" width=200 /> <<if ($chastityquest lte 2)>> <i>There's no way I'm buying this!</i> <<elseif $money gte 200>> [[Buy->Pink Dildo Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $toyinventory.includes("strap on dildo")>> <<else>> Strap On Dildo. 350 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/strap on dildo.jpg" width=200 /> <<if ($susanopenstatus lte 2)>> <i>Why would I buy this?</i> <<elseif $money gte 350>> [[Buy->Strap On Dildo Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> [[Return to the front of the store->Fem World]] <</if>>
You arrive at the outfits aisle of Fem World. All kinds of styles of women's clothing line the many racks. Some sporty, some flirty, some sexy, some just plain fun. <img src="Images/Clothes/femworldclothes.jpg" width=600 /> <<if $fem lt 2>> You're a man - you can't go shopping for girls' clothes! Blushing furiously, you head [[back to the entrance.->Fem World]] <<else>> <<if $overwearinventory.includes("navy blue dress")>> <<else>> Navy Blue Dress. 100 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/navy blue dress.jpg" width=250 /> <<if ($fem lte 3) and ($katiequest7 neq 1)>> <i>I don't want to buy a girl's outfit!</i> <<elseif $money gte 100>> [[Buy->Navy Blue Dress Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $overwearinventory.includes("cute pink dress")>> <<else>> Cute Pink Dress. 110 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/cute pink dress.jpg" width=250 /> <<if ($fem lte 3) and ($katiequest7 neq 1)>> <i>I don't want to buy a girl's outfit!</i> <<elseif $money gte 110>> [[Buy->Cute Pink Dress Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $overwearinventory.includes("pink top and floral skirt")>> <<else>> Pink Top and Floral Skirt. 120 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/pink top and floral skirt.jpg" width=250 /> <<if ($fem lte 3) and ($katiequest7 neq 1)>> <i>I don't want to buy a girl's outfit!</i> <<elseif $money gte 120>> [[Buy->Pink Top and Floral Skirt Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $virginityquest gte 17>> <<else>> Naughty Black Lingerie. 300 dollars. <img src="Images/Clothes/naughty black lingerie.jpg" width=250 /> <<if ($fem lte 3)>> <i>There's no way I'd ever buy this!</i><<elseif $virginityquest neq 16>> <i>I don't have a reason to buy this</i> <<elseif $money gte 300>> [[Buy->Naughty Black Lingerie Buy]] <<else>> <i>I can't afford this.</i> <</if>> <</if>> [[Return to the front of the store->Fem World]] <</if>>
Blushing the entire time, you sheepishly hand over the cash and buy yourself a full body shaving kit. You can tell the cashier thinks you'd look cute as a silky smooth femboy. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 125>> <<set $otherinventory.push("full body shaving kit")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]]
Blushing the entire time, you sheepishly hand over the cash and buy yourself a makeup set. You can tell the cashier thinks you're a trans woman early in her transition, looking to make her face more passable. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 150>> <<set $otherinventory.push("makeup set")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]]
Blushing the entire time, you sheepishly hand over the cash and buy yourself a set of nail polish. The cashier says that you'd look 'super cute' with painted nails. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 115>> <<set $otherinventory.push("nail polish")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]]
<<if $hetero eq 10>>You stare at the shaving kit, considering what you're about to do. Eventually, yout nerves win out. It just feels a little too gay to shave all your bits. [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <b><i>Hint: Try lowering your Heterosexuality score by spending time with Todd!</i></b> <<else>> After a nice, steamy shower, you get down to business. It's time to get smooth. First, you deal with your upper body. Face, chest, and arms. You go slowly and carefully, running your hands on the skin to make sure no hairs are missed. Already, your chest feels soft and sensitive. <img src="Images/Home/shavearms.jpg" width=400 /> \ Next you move to your legs. You've heard stories about how nice it is to slip into clean sheets with shaved legs. You're about to test that story. <img src="Images/Home/shavelegs.gif" width=500 /> \ This part is easier than the chest. The razors glides effortlessly across your skin, leaving it smooth and shiny. Running your hands along your calfs and thighs sends shivers up your spine. <span class="pink"><i>Oh my God... this feels incredible. And so... right.</i></span> [[Now for the sensitive bits!->Shaving Your Body 2]] <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>> <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> <</if>>
Next you sit down and slather your groin in shaving cream. Working carefully, you make sure there are no hairs left around your cock, or on your balls. <img src="Images/Home/shavepenis.gif" width=400 /> \ You once read that shaving makes your package look bigger. For you, it seems to have the opposite affect. Your bare penis and little pink balls now look dainty and cute. <span class="pink"><b>You now have a feminine penis.</b></span> Then at last you move to your ass. You've never liked your ass hair, so take a good deal of pleasure in getting rid of it all. <img src="Images/Home/shaveass.gif" width=400 /> \ With that done, you glance up at the mirror and check out the new you. [[Let's see the results!->Shaving Your Body 3]]
You sit down and stare at yourself in the mirror, stunned. <img src="Images/Home/shavingresult1.jpg" width=300 /> \ <i>I never knew how much of my masculinity was tied up in my body hair.</i> Shaved completely smooth, your innate <span class="pink">girliness</span> is really starting to show. Your small chest, your slightly flared hips and thighs, the daintiness of your arms... you look like an undeveloped girl, with a cute little penis. The more you stare, the more you become lost in yourself. Without hair, your body just feels and moves <i>differently</i>. Each pose you strike just seems so <span class="pink">feminine</span>. You lean back to get a good view of your smooth asshole, and end up looking like you're a slut in heat presenting her pussy to be bred. <img src="Images/Home/shavingresult2.jpg" width=300 /> \ Perhaps strangest of all, of course, is how turned on this is making you. Already releasing high-pitched moans, you start [[rubbing yourself.->Shaving Your Body 4]]
You rub at your smooth and sensitive body, lost in how tingly everything feels. It's like your skin has become as receptive as your dick - just pinching your nipples sends shockwaves of pleasure through your chest. Soon you wrap a hand around your cute, girly penis and start jerking off. It doesn't get quite so hard as before, and yet it feels warm, floppy, and sensitive. While you're usually quiet as you masturbate, today you can't help it. <b>"Oh.. oooh... <span class="pink"><i>oooooh - OH!!!"</i></span></b> <img src="Images/Home/shavecum.gif" width=400 /> \ The orgasm is enough to wipe your mind clean. For a moment, you're drifting in bliss, separated from your body. The return is slow, and calming, and sweet. You're starting to think you'll enjoy your body all silky and smooth. You decide to stay completely shaved - forever! <i><b>Your <span class="pink">Femininity</span> level has increased! You can now work at the Cauldron in more revealing outfits!</b></i> <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Give yourself one last look in the mirror->Mirror]] <<set $fem = 3>> <<set $chest = 2>> <<set $legs = 2>> <<set $arms = 2>> <<set $ass = 2>> <<set $penis = 2>> <<set $asshole = 2>>
You enter the men's locker room and find a quiet corner to change. You slip on the sports bra, then shimmy into the leggings. The stretchy fabric feels great against your legs, and everything feels nice and secure around your ass and groin.<<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> At a deep, almost subconscious level you find that wearing panties and leggings is just a natural thing for you to do, and you look forward to doing it often.<</if>> Before heading for the exit, you pass by a mirror and check out your ass. As you expected, it looks cute and <span class="pink">girly</span>. You give your cheeks a playful smack and watch them jiggle. <img src="Images/Gym/wearingleggings2.gif" width=400 /> [[Time to work out with Todd->Shaved Session with Todd 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "sports bra and leggings">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
As you work out, you can feel <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> eyes on your ass while you go through each and every exercise. It hardly phases you. The leggings give you a nice ass - it's only right for him to stare. <img src="Images/Gym/leggingsworkout1.gif" width=300 /> In fact, you enjoy the tingling rush you get when you catch him staring. It sends heat down to your smooth dick and makes your asshole tingle. Feeling aroused, you can't help but tease <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> with your smooth, girly body. <img src="Images/Gym/wearingleggings3.gif" width=400 /> When your workout is almost done, you feel strong, calloused hands run along your back. Stifling a moan, you [[pretend not to notice.->Shaved Session with Todd 4]]
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> massages your ass with force, dancing between gentle and roughness, making you feel like jello in his firm, masculine grip. <span class="todd"><b>"You're so tense, bro."</b></span> he says, as his thumb brushes by the fabric covering your puckered asshole. <span class="todd"><b>"You need to learn to let go."</b></span> . <img src="Images/Gym/touchingleggings2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Teach me."</b></span> you moan, surrendering to his touch. You feel like you'd do anything he asked you to do. And then just like that, he stops. <span class="todd"><b>"Time's up, bro. See you next time."</b></span> And he walks away. Leaving you painfully erect. [[Well... that was kind of nice. Better get changed.->Shaved Session with Todd 5]]
You head back to the locker room to change. Staring at your small erection and how hot and bothered you are, you nearly decide to jerk off before thinking better of it. <i>I can't get off thinking about <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>... I'm straight.</i> Or, you were straight. Looking at the smooth femboy in yoga pants and a sports bra, her <span class="pink"><i>girl dick</i></span> dripping precum through the tight fabric, you're no longer sure. <img src="Images/Gym/leggingserect.jpg" width=400 /> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>>
Drifting through the haze of dream, you find yourself naked. <<set $hetero8dreamset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $hetero8dreamchoice = $hetero8dreamset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $hetero8dreamchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero8dream1.gif.webp" width=400 /> You're leaning against the wall in your old gym class, though now you're an adult. Your gym teacher, Mr. Brightman, roughly grabs your ass and asks if you've been a good girl. In response, you let out a squeal of pleasure.<</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero8dreamchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero8dream2.gif" width=500 /> You're in the Cauldron, chained to a table. You watch, helpless, as Katie gags on her boss's hefty cock. "Sorry, $playername," the man says. "Only real men get to fuck Katie's mouth-pussy. Right, Katie?" Katie moans and sucks his dick even harder.<</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero8dreamchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero8dream3.gif.webp" width=500 /> At Susan's command, you stroke your dick as hard as possible, but no matter what you do, you can't seem to cum. "No, silly!" Susan says, "that's not how girls cum!" She licks her thumb and pushes it into her pink asshole. "Let me show you how it's done... and then you can try..." <</if>>\ \ [[Wake up]]
<<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>At the last moment, you realize you're still wearing a girly outfit! Mortified, you change into something normal, then put on a brave face and head to the door. <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> <<set $overwear = "green shirt and jeans">> <</if>> Opening your door with a smile, you see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> waiting for you, dressed in her college uniform. She must have come straight from class. <img src="Images/Susan/susan6.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"I missed you."</b> You say, letting her in. <b>"What's the movie for today?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"No movie today,"</b></span> she says, shaking her head and jumping right onto the bed, <span class="susan"><b>"I've been bad, and I need you to punish me, $playername. Punish me hard and deep."</b></span> <b>"Well... okay."</b> you say, a bit confused. <b>"What did you-"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Just fuck me, $playername!"</b></span> [[Alright, fine!->Susan Date Het8 2]]
Shortly after your father's death, you decide to try to avenge him. You go off the grid for a few years, hoping to train in mixed martial arts and weapons-based combat. You're somewhat successful, but your trainers find you weak willed and poorly coordinated. <img src="Images/Endings/authortraining.gif" width=400 /> At the same time, you learn to speak, read, and write Russian, and gather as much intel as you can on the mob that killed your father. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillerreading.webp" width=500 /> Five years after your father's death, you arrive in Russia as a stowaway on a tanker pulling into Sevastopol. [[I will try to get revenge.->Author 2]]
You get access to a party held by the mob by getting a job as a caterer. After lying low for an hour, you confirm that every man involved in your father's death is in the building. That's when you make your move. <img src="Images/Endings/authorattack.gif" width=600 /> You go in guns blazing, but you're hopelessly outnumbered and outgunned. While you manage to kill some of your targets, others escape. Terribly wounded yourself, you jump into a nearby river and use the cover of darkness to just barely escape from the fight. [[What now?->Author 3]]
Relentlessly hunted by the mob, you're forced to venture deep into the Siberian wilderness to escape their reach. <img src="Images/Endings/authorforest.gif" width=500 /> After a year of living off the land in Siberia, you make it to the great deserts of Central Asia. At some point, you pass from Russia into China, and continue your journey from there. <img src="Images/Endings/authordesert.jpg" width=500 /> Last, you travel through the Himalaya Mountains, hoping to find refuge in Nepal. At last, after three years, you return to civilization <img src="Images/Endings/authorwinter.gif" height=300 width=600 /> [[Hey, I could write a book about all this!->Author 4]]
While regaining your strength in a monastary in Nepal, you decide to write a memoir of your ill-fated attack in Russia, and your journey of isolation and self-discovery that followed. <img src="Images/Endings/authorwriting.gif" width=300 /> The book, titled <b><i>The Good Son</i></b>, is an instant international best seller. Now back in your home country living under a false name, you become incredibly rich from the sales of your book. The movie adaptation was met with lukewarm reviews, but was still a commercial hit. [[But what to do with the money?->Author 5]]
Your wounds and long isolation changed you in strange ways. You can't make friends or build relationships. You know you'll never fall in love. Your sexual needs are similarly curious. You find nothing gets you hard except for high class prostitutes dominating you in bed. You imagine it as a kind of punishment for your failure to get revenge on your father's killers. <img src="Images/Endings/authorsex1.gif" width=500 /> It may sound strange, but having a prostitute peg your asshole until you cum makes you feel like your father has forgiven you. <img src="Images/Endings/authorsex2.gif.webp" width=400 /> [[You'll always be in pain, but pain begets art.->Author 6]]
You continue moving countries every few years, lest the mob ever find you and finish what you started. You enjoy the moves. They remind you of those long, quiet days of traveling alone in West Siberia, wondering whether you'll survive the winter. You keep writing - fiction, mostly - and become one of the world's best and most mysterious authors. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/author.jpg" width=400 /> <b><i>Ending #3 Achieved! You are the Wandering Author!</i></b> [[Closing]]
<<set $normaloutfitset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $normaloutfitchoice = $normaloutfitset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $normaloutfitchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/normalwaitress1.jpg" width=300 /> Today your dressed as a playful, teasing witch. Your short skirt gives all the boys a good look at your long, shapely legs. If you bend too far over, they might see you girl dick tucked into your panties! <<set $overwear = "pretty witch outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $normaloutfitchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/normalwaitress2.jpg" width=300 /> Today you're dressed as a heavenly angel, sent down from above to tease horny men. A push-up bra and small breast forms help to fill out your bust, and white stockings feel nice along your smooth legs. You pray to God that your small bulge isn't too noticable! <<set $overwear = "pretty angel outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $normaloutfitchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/normalwaitress3.jpg" width=300 /> Today you're dressed as little red riding hood, on the hunt for your big bad wolf daddy. The corset keeps your waist thin and exaggerates your hips. Your sheer red skirt is translucent, giving everyone a hint that you're packing more than panties beneath it! <<set $overwear = "pretty little red robin hood outfit">> <</if>>\ \ [[Let's get to work!->Shaved Waitress Shift 3]] <<set $shavedwaitresscount += 1>>
Dressed up in your $overwear, you enter the first floor of the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> Navigating a busy bar in high heels is second nature to you now. You love the feeling of your panties hugging your dainty cock as you strut across the floor. Your new, more revealing outfits draw the gaze of quite a few guys, and their attention makes you feel warm and tingly inside. <<if ($shavedwaitresscount eq 2) or ($shavedwaitresscount eq 4)>>Soon you fall into the zone of taking orders and delivering food. Nothing unexpected happens, until you're waiting at the bar for an order of food and a man gets close behind you. Before you can react, he has his hand up your skirt and his finger is rubbing your asshole. You're too shocked to move, too scared to speak. Paralyzed, you go crimson as you feel your dicklet harden. <img src="Images/Cauldron/groping1.gif" width=500 /> And then your food arrives, and the man disappears. <<elseif $shavedwaitresscount eq 6>>Right from the start of your shift, you can feel the groper's eyes on you. You're not sure <i>where</i> he is, but sense he's watching you. Nervous and a little bit turned on, you wonder if he'll slip a hand under your skirt at some point, or press his finger against your asshole. You shouldn't like all his advances, but for some reason it's incredibly arousing. It's when you're halfway through your shift that he strikes. You're counting your tips at an empty table, and it's so dark in this corner of the room it's almost hard to see the paper bills in your hands. A strong hand pushes you gently against the wall, and you give a startled gasp. <span class="blue"><b>"Don't worry,"</b></span> says a man's voice. Too scared to move, you stand there frozen, as one hand keeps you in place by your chest while the other digs through your clothes and grasps your panties. <span class="blue"><b>"Just let it happen. Just let it happen, okay?"</b></span> <b>"Let what happen?"</b> you whisper, wondering if anyone can see you, if anyone will save you. <b>"What are you-"</b> His hand grasps your cock. <span class="pink"><b>"Oooohhhh..."</b></span> Pinned to the wall, powerless, you experience the best handjob of your life. <img src="Images/Cauldron/groperhandjob.gif" width=300 /> The groper keeps pumping your feminine penis, his strokes steady, his grip on your cock so much better than <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> weak, girly hands. <span class="blue"><b>"Just let it happen."</b></span> He keeps saying, his hot breath right against your ear. <span class="blue"><b>"Just let it happen. This is what you want. Let it happen."</b></span> Then, with oblivious customers just a few feet away at the next table, your climax hits. <img src="Images/Cauldron/gropercum1.gif" width=300 /> The groper keeps his hand on your cock until your last spasm subsides. Then, just like that, he slips away. <<else>>Soon you fall into the zone of taking orders and delivering food. You're a natural at waitressing, now, and you know exactly what you're doing. You're never sure if the guys who flirt with you can tell if you're a real girl or not, but either way they seem to enjoy your company. Some of the girls you serve even seem jealous.<</if>> <<if ($shavedwaitresscount eq 3) and ($lexistatus eq 3)>>Just as you're wrapping up your shift, a finger taps you on your shoulder. <span class="lexi"><b>"$playername?"</b></span> asks a familiar voice. [[Turn around->Lexi 4]] <<else>>Then the shift is over, and it's time to go back to real life. [[Pay time!->Shaved Waitress Shift 4]]<</if>>
You end the shift exhausted and aroused. <<if ($shavedwaitresscount eq 2) or ($shavedwaitresscount eq 4)>>You wonder if - <span class="purple">and maybe hope that</span> - you'll run into the groper again next time.<<elseif $shavedwaitresscount eq 6>>You still can't believe a stranger held you in place and jerked you off in public. You should feel ashamed and violated - and you do! - but beneath that, you have to admit that it was incredibly hot...<</if>> Counting your tips, you made 300 dollars tonight. That's some serious money! It seems too good to be true that you're being paid so much for letting out your <span class="pink">inner girl</span>. You can't wait to come back. <<if $shavedwaitresscount lte 2>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> blows you a kiss and sends you on your way. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieblowingkiss2.gif" width=500 /> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<elseif $sentfempicture eq 0>> \ Before you can leave, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> calls you over. She doesn't look pleased. [[See what has Katie so upset->Shaved Waitress Shift Need Fem Outfit Picture]] <<elseif ($earspierced eq 0) and ($shavedwaitresscount eq 4)>> Before you can leave, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> calls you over. She doesn't look pleased. [[See what has Katie so upset->Shaved Waitress Shift Need Ears Pierced]] <<elseif $shavedwaitresscount lte 6>> \ <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> blows you a kiss and sends you on your way. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieblowingkiss2.gif" width=500 /> \ [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<else>> Before you can leave, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> calls you over. She looks worried. \ [[See what has Katie so worried->Shaved Waitress Shift Boss Found Out]] <</if>> <<set $money += 300>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">>
<<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>At the last moment, you realize you're still wearing a girly outfit! Mortified, you change into something normal, then put on a brave face and head to the door. <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> <<set $overwear = "green shirt and jeans">> <</if>> Opening your door with a smile, you see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> waiting for you, dressed in a her college uniform. She must have come straight from class. <img src="Images/Susan/susan6.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"I missed you."</b> You say, letting her in. <b>"What's the plan for today?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"I have a really special surprise."</b></span> she says, sitting down on the bed and taking off her shirt <span class="susan"><b>"Come undress and sit with me."</b></span> <b>"Oh! The spice we're adding to the bedroom."</b> you say, grabbing at your clothes. <b>"Sweet!"</b> [[Surprises are fun!->Susan Date Het8 Dildo 2]]
As you struggle to get undressed, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is already naked and rubbing her pussy. It looks wet and plump - it's like she's been incredibly horny for hours already. <img src="Images/Susan/susansolo1.gif" width=500 /> <b>"So you were at class before this?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Yesss... yesss..."</b></span> she moans, almost delirious. <b>"What happened there to get you like this? Should I be worried-"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> snaps an eye open, indignant. <span class="susan"><b>"Shut the fuck up and fuck me, you white beta bitch!"</b></span> <i>White beta? What the fuck?</i> [[Fuck your girlfriend->Susan Date Het8 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
Finally getting naked, you climb onto the bed. There's just one problem. <img src="Images/Susan/flaccid1.jpg" width=400 /> You're soft. You're completely soft. <i>Oh God oh fuck. Why am I soft? Susan's right here, jilling herself and I can't get hard!</i> For a moment, you wish a pair of big, strong hands were groping your ass. That always sends a shiver down your spine and some juice to your little cock. <span class="susan"><b>"What the fuck, $playername? Why aren't you hard for me!? I need your cock right now!"</b></span> Panicked, you try your best to bring some life to your dick, stroking it wildly and rubbing your smooth, feminine body. <img src="Images/Susan/strokingflaccid.gif" height=300 width=400 /> But it's all for naught. You can't get hard. [[What now?->Susan Date Het8 4]]
You curl up into a ball, confused and sad. A few weeks ago, your horny girlfriend begging for dick would have awoken fierce, masculine urges in you. Now all you want is someone strong and muscular to stroke your hair and cover you in kisses. <i>Something is happening. I'm <span class="pink">changing</span>, becoming something new. Someone new.</i> <span class="susan"><b>"Hey babe. It's okay, babe."</b></span> Susan's anger from before is gone. She's stopped masturbating, and is just lying on your bed naked, a look of calm serenity on her face. <span class="susan"><b>"Professor Olivier said this was going to happen eventually anyway. I don't blame you."</b></span> You really have no idea what her professor has to do with this, but it's good to hear that she's not mad at you for failing her. You glance over and bask in <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> perfect beauty. You're so lucky to have such a kind, loving, and loyal girlfriend! <img src="Images/Susan/susan7.jpg" width=300 /> [[Walk her to the door->Susan Date Het8 5]]
You walk <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to the door once the two of you are dressed. You still feel bad for not getting hard, but it's good to see she's so supportive of you anyway. She stops at the door, and gives you a serious look. <img src="Images/Susan/susan8.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I feel like we're both changing, but for the better."</b></span> she starts, taking hold of your hand. <span class="susan"><b>"Look at you, all shaved and pretty. And me, I've been... experiencing new feelings, myself."</b></span> <b>"What feelings? For someone else?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"No, just... something different. Darker."</b></span> <b>"I don't know what you mean."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smiles sweetly. <span class="susan"><b>"Don't worry about it. And I've got just the right solution for your... failure to rise to the occasion. I'll bring it next Friday. Something to spice up date night."</b></span> <b>"Oh, I guess that's okay."</b> <i>Probably an erection pill.</i> You breathe a sigh of relief. <b>"Same time next week?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Already counting the seconds." Susan</b></span> says with a smile. Just before she leaves, you remember what she called you in the heat of passion. A white beta bitch. <i>I mean, people say crazy stuff when they're turned on, but...</i> [[Call her out->Susan Date Het8 6 def]] [[Let it go->Susan Date Het8 6 no]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $susanstatus = 3>>
By the time you get on the bed, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is already naked and getting herself lubed up with a glass dildo. <img src="Images/Susan/susansolo2.gif" height=300 width=500 /> <b>"Is this the surprise? You brought a dildo?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"This dildo isn't the surprise."</b></span> she says, breathing deep as she pushes the glass toy into her cunt. <span class="susan"><b>"Check my bag. That's the surprise."</b></span> Sticking your hand into <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> bag, you pull out the real surprise. <img src="Images/Susan/blackdildo1.jpg" width=300 /> It's a large black dildo. <b>"Woah,"</b> you say, simultaneously impressed and emasculated.<<if $susandefiance lte 1>> You're even turned on. Just the sight of the thing is sending electricity down your spine.<</if>> <b>"It's huge."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Maybe from your point of view." Susan</b></span> chimes in. <span class="susan"><b>"That's the surprise. You're going to use that to make me cum, since you weren't able to fuck me last time."</b></span> That wasn't nice of her to say - but she's not wrong. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. Maybe you deserve to be punished for your poor performance last time. Even now, watching your girlfriend get off to a glass dildo, you're only at half-mast. <i>I guess using a dildo on her is a solution... kind of.</i> [[Use the dildo to fuck Susan->Susan Date Het8 Dildo 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
You're not exactly proud of what you're doing, but deep down you know it's for <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and that makes it okay. She's sticking with you despite your <span class="pink">changes</span>, so you can stuff her pussy with an oversized dildo. Taking it in both hands, you push it against <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> dripping lips. There's some resistance - it's clearly too big for her tight pussy to take in. But <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is insistent. <span class="susan"><b>"Push it in. I'm ready."</b></span> You've never heard of a girl that <i>wanted</i> a gaping, cavernous hole for a cunt, but you're in too far to stop now. Pushing hard, her vaginal lips slowly give way to the girthy, black intruder. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> cries out in pain and joy as it slides deeper and deeper, her depths stretching past their limit, just to take in this massive, silicone dick. At last, you bottom out. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> has somehow taken twelve inches of black cock into her once-tight twat. Then <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pushes you away, and takes the dildo for herself. <img src="Images/Susan/blackdildofuck1.gif" width=450 /> [[You watch, mesmerized->Susan Date Het8 Dildo 4]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> drills her pussy with her black dildo, screaming and moaning like a mad woman. It's clear she's getting close to cumming. <img src="Images/Susan/blackdildofuck3.gif" width=500 /> For your part, you sit there and stroke your girlish dick to the sights and sounds of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> getting off to the silicone black cock. <<if $susandefiance gte 2>>You're trying to get turned on, but this just isn't doing it for you.<<else>>It's kind of fucked up, but you're incredibly aroused.<</if>> Then her cries crescendo, and she hits a fiery climax. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/blackdildofuck2.mp4"></video> <span class="susan"><b>"Wow,"</b></span> she says, after calming down. <span class="susan"><b>"Professor Olivier was right about everything."</b></span> Then she looks at you. <span class="susan"><b>"It's time for your second surprise."</b></span> <i>Another surprise?</i> You've got a bad feeling. <<if $susandefiance lte 1>><span class="susan"><b>"I see how hard you are, $playername. I'll suck you off..."</b></span> She raises up the black dildo. <span class="susan"><b>"...if you lick all my girl cum from this cock."</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>"Get freaky for me, babe. Lick my cum off my dildo, and I'll give you the best blowjob of your life."</b></span><</if>> <b>"I..."</b> Words fail you. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pushes the sex toy closer and closer to your lips. As she does, your asshole begins to clench and release, sending waves of pleasure through your anus. <<if $susandefiance lte 1>>Your cock squirms for attention, but all your focus is on the head of the cock, bobbing by your lips. <<else>>Your cock starts to rise, both from the thought of getting a blowjob from your girlfriend, and from the dildo hovering over your mouth.<</if>> <i>Suck on a... dildo?</i> Your mouth waters. <span class="purple"><i>I can't ignore this feeling inside me any longer. Sucking a cock is kind of hot.</i></span> [[You swallow the cockhead->Susan Date Het8 Dildo 5]]
You start sucking the dildo with abandon. Its girth, combined with the heat and rich taste of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> cum sends lightning through your limbs. Your girl dick stands at full attention. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/suckingdildo1.mp4"></video> And as you take the silicone cock deep enough to make you gag, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives you the best blowjob of your life. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblowjob3.gif" width=450 /> Between the two wild sensations, it isn't long before you cum. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lets your messy orgasm coat her face and cheeks, and then licks away at your cum with glee. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblowjob4.gif.webp" width=300 /> [[Then both of you fall into an exhausted heap->Susan Date Het8 Dildo 6]]
After you both get dressed, you walk <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to your door. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm so proud of you, babe."</b></span> she says, pausing at the threshold. <span class="susan"><b>"I know I asked a lot from you tonight."</b></span> <b>"Uh... right."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"I wasn't certain until tonight, but now I am. I know my place in the world. And I know yours, too. There's a hierarchy to humanity, and we need to know our roles."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan4.jpg" width=300 /> <<if $susandefiance gte 3>>[[This was hot, but she's totally wrong. Push back.->Susan Date Het 8 Dildo 7 def]]<</if>> <<if $susankissedolivier eq 1>>[[Bring up how you saw her kiss her professor->Susan Date Het 8 Dildo 7 prof]]<</if>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $susanstatus = 4>>
This ends the content of this release of <b>The Good Son</b> (v0.4). There are still quite a few paths to fill in at this stage in the game before the next big plot point (the grand auction for your virginity). The next update will focus expanding this stage. You can head to the closing through the link below, or you can keep playing through the second link. <i>Please note, if you choose to keep playing, the main plot will no longer progress. Also, any save on this screen or after it potentially be incompatible for future releases.</i> [[Closing]] [[Keep playing->Your Bedroom]]
You load up some blowjob porn. It's so hot to watch these girls gag on big, meaty cocks. In fact, your mouth begins to water... <<set $blowjobset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $blowjobchoice = $blowjobset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $blowjobchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/blowjob1.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $blowjobchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/blowjob2.gif.webp" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $blowjobchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/blowjob3.gif.webp" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $blowjobchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Computer/blowjob4.gif.webp" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<elseif $hetero gte 6>>[[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]]<<else>>[[Jerk off->Failed Masturbation]]<</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
You load up some female solo anal porn. As you watch beautiful women drill their asses, you feel your own asshole clench in anticipation. <<set $femalesoloanalset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $femalesoloanalchoice = $femalesoloanalset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $femalesoloanalchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/femalesoloanal1.gif.webp" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $femalesoloanalchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/femalesoloanal2.gif.webp" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $femalesoloanalchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/femalesoloanal3.gif.webp" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $femalesoloanalchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Computer/femalesoloanal4.gif.webp" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<elseif $hetero gte 6>>[[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]]<<else>>[[Jerk off->Failed Masturbation]]<</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
<<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>At the last moment, you realize you're still wearing a girly outfit! Mortified, you change into something normal, then put on a brave face and head to the door. <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> \ <<set $overwear = "green shirt and jeans">> <</if>> \ <<if $face eq 2>>You nearly open the door before realizing you're wearing make-up! While <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> continues to knock, you wipe as much as it off as possible with a wet towel.<</if>> Opening your door with a smile, you see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> waiting for you, dressed in her college uniform. She must have come straight from class. <img src="Images/Susan/susan6.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"I missed you."</b> You say, letting her in. <b>"What's the plan for today?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"You know the plan, cutey."</b></span> she says, sitting down on the bed and taking off her shirt <span class="susan"><b>"We're spicing up the bedroom remember. Unless your little soldier is hard again?"</b></span> Your dick is definitely not hard - and the term <i>little soldier</i> just makes it feel even more flaccid than usual. <b>"So, the dildo thing again?."</b> you say, <<if ($susancuck eq 0) and ($susanswallow eq 0)>>undressing with some reluctance.<<else>>licking your lips.<</if>> <<if ($susancuck eq 0) and ($susanswallow eq 0)>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> frowns. <span class="susan"><b>"Show some enthusiasm, $playername. I know sucking on my dildos gets you going."</b></span> She's not wrong, lately the idea of anything long and hard in your mouth sends shivers down your spine.<<else>> <span class="susan"><b>"Look at you, all excited. I know what you like."</b></span><</if>> She points at your underwear. <span class="susan"><b>"Strip," Susan</b></span> says, before pulling out a sizable, fleshy dildo from her bag. <span class="susan"><b>"And open wide."</b></span> <<if ($susancuck eq 0) and ($susanswallow eq 0)>>[[Despite yourself, your mouth waters->Susan Date Het7 2]]<<else>>[[Your mouth waters->Susan Date Het7 2]]<</if>>
<span class="todd"><b>"Ready to roll, bro?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> asks, the moment you get close. He's already holding the woman's gym clothes in his hands. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> You blush a bit, looking at the clothing <span class="purple">and the way Todd smiles at you</span>. There's no way you can refuse him. You feel blood rush to your <span class="pink">girl-dick</span> at the thought of <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> groping your ass again. [[Take the outfit before he sees your hard-on->Shaved Session with Todd Het7 2]]
<<if $penis eq 1>> You try and try, but your dick just stays limp. <img src="Images/Computer/failedmasturbationhairy.gif" width=300 /> <<elseif $penis eq 2>> You try and try, but your small, feminine penis just stays limp and useless. <img src="Images/Computer/failedmasturbation.gif" width=300 /> <</if>> Your tastes have outgrown these kinds of delights. You'll need something more extreme. Something more <span class="pink"><i>you</i></span>. [[Back to the drawing board. ->Computer]]
You stumble into class a few minutes before it begins. Since you're majoring in Gender Studies, you're one of the few males in your class - the rest, of course, are women. In first year, you thought going into such a major would be an easy way to end up in bed with a lot of women. You've now learned that Gender Studies girls are prudes, lesbians, or just hate men. It's a terrible major, and you're probably going to work at a fast food joint when this is all over. Still, you promised your father that you'd get a university degree, and you plan to keep that promise <span class="teacher"><b>"$playername?"</b></span> comes the firm and articulate voice of your professor from behind you. You whip around. <img src="Images/University/teacher1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Yes, Ms. Domina?"</b> Your professor, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>, is wickedly smart, well connected to the unversity leadership, and smoking hot. You'd be in love with her already if it wasn't for her obvious disdain for men. <span class="teacher"><b>"This is your last year in my class. If you plan on passing I expect you to engage with and accept the material. I will not tolerate dissenting opinions in the classroom."</b></span> The girls behind you snicker from their desks. <b>"Ah... right. Of course, Ms. Domina. Whatever you say."</b> <i>you evil bitch...</i> Luckily, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> can't read your thoughts, and smiles at your response before beginning her lesson. As you might have guessed, today's multi-hour lecture focuses on the clear superiority of the female figure, skeleton, and musculature compared to the male equivalent. Hating yourself the entire time, you nod along and take notes until class is over. At least the lecture slides are full of gorgeous, naked women. <img src="Images/University/femalenude.jpg" width=300 /> The moment you're dismissed, you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> \
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> shakes her head, eying you up and down. <span class="katie"><b>"I'm sick of your attitude, hot shot. I'm fucking sick of it."</b></span> You have absolutely no idea what she's talking about. <b>"What attitude?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> doesn't look impressed. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiestare2.gif" width=500 /> <span class="katie"><b>"You really don't know what I'm saying? God, you're oblivious."</b></span> She gestures to the bar outside the dressing room.<span class="katie"><b>"While you're out there flirting with guys, I'm running interference upstairs, trying to stop the boss learning that you're a boy. I could get royally fucked here, hot shot. And you don't care."</b></span> You didn't realize how much of a risk <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> was taking to help you. <b>"I'm sorry, Katie. I don't want to take you for granted, how can I help?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> taps your forehead with a painted nail. <span class="katie"><b>"By taking this more seriously. I'm talking homework, hot shot. You need to study this girl shit if you're going to nail it."</b></span> [[Guess I have got homework->Shaved Waitress Shift Need Fem Outfit Picture 2]]
<b>"What's up?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"He knows."</b></span> Your heart drops. <b>"You don't mean-"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah. The boss. He knows."</b></span> <i>Oh... fuck. It's over. My dad's a goner.</i> Just as you mean to slump over in defeat, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> pushes you by the shoulder. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Chin up, hot shot. It ain't over yet."</b></span> You raise a brow, confused. <b>"You mean he'll let me keep waitressing?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Kinda sorta." Katie</b></span> says, digging through her purse. She pulls out her lipstick. <span class="katie"><b>"He has... <i>conditions.</i> He only found you because you look obvious on the security cams. He says you need to blend in. Really commit to this."</b></span> <b>"But I'm shaved and wearing panties!"</b> You lower your voice, worried that someone outside the dressing room might hear you. <b>"What else can I do?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Three things. Two simple. One hard." Katie</b></span> says, running the red stick across her lips with precision and grace. <span class="katie"><b>"You interested?"</b></span> [[Fuck yes->Shaved Waitress Shift Boss Found Out 2]] <<set $katiequest7 = 0>> <<set $katiequest8 = 1>>
<b>"What did you have in mind?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Clothes, hot shot. You need to get used to girls' clothes outside of work. I can't have you looking like you've never worn a skirt before out there. It's got to be second nature to you."</b></span> <i>Woah!</i> You think, mortified. <i>There's no way I'm going to wear girl clothes outside. Panties are one thing. And no one can see my shaved ass, but this is too public.</i> <span class="katie">Katie</span> can read the worry on your face. <span class="katie"><b>"Breathe easy, you can keep it private. Just buy a fem outfit - something really cutesy - and take a video of yourself in it at home. Send it to me as proof and you're golden."</b></span> <b>"Sure... and until then no waitressing, right?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> laughs, then sends you off with a kiss. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieblowingkiss3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Now you're getting it, hot shot. Can't wait to see your vid."</b></span> <i>I guess I'd better head to Fem World tomorrow.</i> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $katiequest6 = 0>> <<set $katiequest7 = 1>>
Smiling confidently, you hand over the cash and buy yourself a cute blue bra. You can't wait to feel the smooth fabric supporting your <<if $chest eq 4>>budding<<elseif $chest eq 5>>perky<<else>>large<</if>> breasts. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 75>> <<set $brainventory.push("cute blue bra")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
Smiling confidently, you hand over the cash and buy yourself a pink pushup bra. You can't wait to feel the smooth fabric pushing up your <<if $chest eq 4>>budding<<elseif $chest eq 5>>perky<<else>>large<</if>> breasts and making them look bigger. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 100>> <<set $brainventory.push("pink pushup bra")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
Smiling confidently, you hand over the cash and buy yourself a lacy black bra. You can't wait to feel the smooth fabric supporting your <<if $chest eq 4>>budding<<elseif $chest eq 5>>perky<<else>>large<</if>> breasts and making them look even sexier. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 125>> <<set $brainventory.push("lacy black bra")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $hasfemoutfit eq 0>> Blushing the entire time, you sheepishly hand over the cash and buy your first female outfit.<<else>>Smiling at the cute girl at the register, you purchase the navy blue dress. <</if>> <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 100>> <<set $overwearinventory.push("navy blue dress")>> <<set $hasfemoutfit = 1>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $hasfemoutfit eq 0>> Blushing the entire time, you sheepishly hand over the cash and buy your first female outfit.<<else>>Smiling at the cute girl at the register, you purchase the cute pink dress. <</if>> <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"That pink dress is totally cute."</b></span> the cashier says, packing it into a shopping bag. <b>"Um... thanks!"</b> <<set $money -= 110>> <<set $overwearinventory.push("cute pink dress")>> <<set $hasfemoutfit = 1>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $hasfemoutfit eq 0>> Blushing the entire time, you sheepishly hand over the cash and buy your first female outfit.<<else>>Smiling at the cute girl at the register, you purchase the skirt and top. <</if>> <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 120>> <<set $overwearinventory.push("pink top and floral skirt")>> <<set $hasfemoutfit = 1>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
You stand in your closet naked, having just tossed aside your clothes. You stare at the woman's outfit now sitting on your bed. You know you should feel embarassed, or ashamed, or both. But you don't feel anything like that. Though you hate to admit it, putting on such a cute outfit has your heart beating fast, and shocks of excitement run along your spine. <i>This shouldn't feel right... <span class="pink">but it does</span>.</i> You decide if you're going to do this, you might as well do it right. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> will accept nothing less. And you're kind of into the idea of really pushing yourself to see how much like a girl you can look like. You know... <span class="pink">for fun</span>. <i>First thing's first, I've got to shave. Can't look prickly in the video.</i> You shave you're entire body, taking particular pleasure in turning your legs from prickly cacti to perfectly silky smooth. <img src="Images/Home/shavelegs.gif" width=500 /> \ You even moisturize with a bit of coconut oil <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> left at your place one time. Soon your skin doesn't just feel feminine - it smells feminine, too! [[Alright, what's next?->Trying on Girls Clothing 2]] <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <</if>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
You put on your navy blue dress. <<if $chest lte 3>><img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.webp" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.gif" width=400 /><</if>> <<set $overwear = "navy blue dress">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>>
You put on your cute pink dress. <<if $chest lte 3>><img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.webp" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.gif" width=400 /><</if>> <<set $overwear = "cute pink dress">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>>
You put on your pink top and floral skirt. <<if $chest lte 3>><img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.webp" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.gif" width=400 /><</if>> <<set $overwear = "pink top and floral skirt">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>>
You remove your $bra and return it to the closet. <<set $braset = [1, 2]>>\ \ <<set $brachoice = $braset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $brachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Clothes/removingbra1.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $brachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/removingbra2.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<set $bra = "nude">>\ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You put on your cute blue bra. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonbra3.gif" width=500 /> <<set $bra = "cute blue bra">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You put on your pink pushup bra. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonbra2.gif" width=500 /> <<set $bra = "pink pushup bra">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You put on your lacy black bra. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonbra5.gif" width=400 /> <<set $bra = "lacy black bra">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You start by putting on <<if ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1) and $underwearsave eq "Susan's black panties">>$underwearsave<<elseif ($wearingfemunderwear eq 1)>>your $underwearsave<<else>><<if $underwearinventory.includes("susan's black panties")>>Susan's black panties<<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("blue cotton panties")>>your blue cotton panties<<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("pink cotton panties")>>your pink cotton panties<</if>><</if>>. You did a bit of homework on tucking videos. It's not long before your penis is safely hidden from site, with your small testicles pushed up into your abdomen. This gives your crotch a girly smoothness to it, with no masculine bulge. <img src="Images/Clothes/randompanties.jpg" width=350 /> Next you put on the brown wig <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gave you, plus the small cupped bra. Posing in front of your mirror, it's clear you're already making a very convincing girl. <img src="Images/Cauldron/posingforkatie.gif" width=250 /> You almost think about running out to buy some makeup, before realizing how ridiculous that would be. <i>This is just so I can keep working at the Cauldron! <span class="pink">isn't it</span></i>? [[Dress up time!->Trying on Girls Clothing 3]] <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<else>><<if $underwearinventory.includes("susan's black panties")>> <<set $underwear = "susan's black panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("blue cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "blue cotton panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("pink cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "pink cotton panties">> <</if>><</if>> \
In too far to stop now, you slip into your <<if $overwearinventory.includes("navy blue dress")>>navy blue dress.<<elseif $overwearinventory.includes("cute pink dress")>>cute pink dress<<elseif $overwearinventory.includes("pink top and floral skirt")>>pink top and floral skirt<</if>>. You immediately find it so freeing and comfortable to have your shaved legs open beneath the hem. Bending over in the mirror, you flash your panties. Your tucked penis tightens at the sight of your smooth, girly bottom. <img src="Images/Clothes/showingpanties.gif" width=300 /> \ Next, put on a spare set of stockings and heels that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> left at your place a long time ago. Your relationship with your girlfriend feels like its been changing of late. You don't think she'll be dressing up for you any more. <i>May as well put these to good use.</i> After stuffing your bra with a few tissues, your transformation is complete. You <i>look</i> like a girl - except for your face, which could do with some makeup. Ignoring that, the disguise is flawless. Only, it doesn't feel like a disguise. It just feels... normal. Comfortable. For a moment, you wish you could dress like this every day. Then you shake your head, swatting away the errant thought. After turning on your phone's video camera and setting in the bed, you stand there for a moment, not sure what to do. Then... your body just starts to move. Swaying to a beat that isn't there, you twirl, bend and strut, pretending like you're back at the Cauldron, acting like a ditzy waitress. <img src="Images/Clothes/dancingindress.gif" width=500 /> \ But again you're struck by the fact that it doesn't feel like an act. Really, it feels like you're being <span class="pink">yourself</span> for the first time in a long time. Maybe ever. Then the moment is gone. You shut off the video, blushing, and send it to <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> before you can change your mind. There, it's done. [[Back to real life. Back to being me.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $sentfempicture = 1>> <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>> <<if $overwearinventory.includes("navy blue dress")>> <<set $overwear = "navy blue dress">> <<elseif $overwearinventory.includes("cute pink dress")>> <<set $overwear = "cute pink dress">> <<elseif $overwearinventory.includes("pink top and floral skirt")>> <<set $overwear = "pink top and floral skirt">> <</if>> \
Just as you're about to enter the gym, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> runs out to meet you. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Bro! I was wondering when you'd show up! Let's get your run on - it's cardio day!"</b></span> That's weird. You've never had a cardio day before. <b>"Should I change?"</b> you ask. To be honest with yourself, you were kind of looking forward to slipping those tight leggings on your silky smooth legs. <span class="todd"><b>"No time - let's get moving! Looks like rain's coming!"</b></span> And without another word, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is jogging down the street. [[Wait for me!->First Date with Todd 2]]
In fifteen minutes, you're a heaving, sweaty mess. For his part, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> seems incapable of tiring. He just keeps running at full tilt, forcing you to keep up. <span class="purple"><i>I bet he's a total stallion in bed...</i></span> you think, before grimacing. What kind of a thought was that? <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> your bro. A touchy, handsome bro, sure. But just a bro. Just then, a crack of thunder echoes above. Rain follows. <img src="Images/Gym/rain1.gif" width=250 /> It comes quick and soon turns into a downpour. Both you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> are soaked. He's jumping in puddles, laughing like a cheerful idiot, while you follow along, still exhausted. <span class="todd"><b>"In here!"</b></span> he says, turning towards the largest house on the street. It's basically a mansion. <span class="todd"><b>"We can dry off and chill."</b></span> After a moment, you recognize it. That's <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> house! [[Inside and dry is better than out here!->First Date with Todd 3]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
<span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> home is massive and empty. Both his parents have crazy impressive jobs and work overseas for half the year. Dripping wet, the two of you head to <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> bedroom for some clothes. You spent a lot of time in <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> bedroom growing up. Many a sleepover was spent playing <i>Frantic Fantasy 7</i> from dusk until dawn. Nothing gets <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pumped like a workout and a Japanese RPG. When you get to his room, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> immediately starts stripping down. <img src="Images/Gym/toddstrips1.gif" width=400 /> Before you can say a thing, his junk is hanging out for you to see. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock1.gif" width=400 /> His dick is huge. You freeze in place, stunned by it. It's floppy, girthy, and <span class="purple"><i>holy fuck I want to wrap my hands around it</i></span>. Blinking, you pull yourself out of your trance. <b>"Dude, put some clothes on!"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Doing so, brosky! Doing so!"</b></span> And before long he's changed. Still, the image of his meaty alpha cock is seared into your brain. For some reason, your thoat feels distended... and empty. <b>"Can you pass me something dry to wear?"</b> [[Get some clothes of your own.->First Date with Todd 4]]
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> rummages through his enormous closet, but comes up empty. <span class="todd"><b>"Nothing will fit your slender frame, bro.</b></span> He blinks. <span class="todd"><b>"Oh, wait! I've got it!"</b></span> Before you can ask what he means, he's gone. When he returns, he's holding a set of cute pink pajamas in his hands. <span class="todd"><b>"Problem solved!"</b></span> <b>"Uhh... those are your sister's pajamas."</b> <img src="Images/Gym/sisterpajamas.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> older sister married some spanish dude and hasn't been home in years. Still, it seems kind of fucked up to put on her pajamas. <span class="todd"><b>"Bro, she won't mind a bit. And besides, you've got the same build as her."</b></span> You take one last look at your own, soaking clothing. <b>"Fuck. Fine."</b> [[Why does this keep happening?->First Date with Todd 5]]
You head to another room and strip out of your clothes. <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>>You freeze, remembering you're wearing girly panties. What if <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> saw! <</if>>Then you shrug and put on <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> sister's pajamas. When you do, you can't believe you were even fussed about doing this. The pajamas aren't sexy or revealing - they're just cute and pink. The fabric is much nicer than any pajama you ever wore. Girls just have it better when it comes to clothes. <span class="pink"><i>And maybe everything else</i></span>. When you return to <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> bedroom, he's sitting on his couch with a bucket of popcorn ready. <span class="todd"><b>"Only one way to wait out a storm, bro."</b></span> Of course - badass kung fu movies! Before long, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> are sitting on the couch, chewing popcorn and watching the movie. Still cold from your run in the rain, you can't help but shiver. Seemingly without realizing what he's doing, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pulls your shoulder so you can sit a bit closer to him. This close, his body heat feels nice, and your shivering soon stops. <img src="Images/Gym/couchdate1.jpg" width=500 /> As the movie goes on, you start to feel a bit more comfortable. Greedy for more warmth from <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> rugged, masculine body, you stretch out your legs and set them against his own. He doesn't seem to mind, as he just snuggles a bit closer to you, still absorbed in the movie. This close, you can feel his breath, and smell his sweat. Your asshole gets warm and tingly, feeling this strong, protective man so close to you. It's like it... <i>wants something?</i> That can't be right. [[Then you feel something against your ass.->First Date with Todd 6]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "cute pink pajamas">>
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is grabbing your ass. Aggressively <img src="Images/Gym/buttgrab1.webp" width=500 /> You should tell him to stop. You should <i>definitely</i> tell him to stop... And yet... ... you don't. You know <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. You trust him. He won't do anything you don't want to do. He's grabbing your ass. It feels nice. You can trust your best friend to give you butt massage without getting weird about it. And it really does <span class="purple">feel nice</span>. Though you try to stop it, you feel your feminine penis get hard beneath <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> sister's pajamas. You can only pray <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> doesn't notice that small stain of precum wetting the pink fabric. He doesn't seem to notice. He's still focused on the movie. Still, his <i>dick</i> seems aware of what's going on. You can see the sizable tent he's pitching beneath his pants. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock2.gif" width=500 /> [[The movie finishes before anything else can happen.->First Date with Todd 7]]
Once the movie is over, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gets up like nothing happened and goes to put on his now dried clothes. Still feeling horny, you waddle over to get your own clothes before he sees your small erection. When you return to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> in your own clothes, he's counting out a fair sum of cash on the kitchen table. <img src="Images/Gym/wadoftwenties.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"What's this?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Oh. It's 750 dollars. For you."</b></span> <b>"What? Why?"</b> you step back, offended. <b>"I don't want your money, <span class="todd">Todd</span>. Just because we got a little heated-"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"I know about your dad." Todd</b></span> says, looking a little guilty. <span class="todd"><b>"Your mom told my mom. I... you know, bro, I wish you'd told me, but I get it. This is your bench to press, right?"</b></span> A bit shocked, you just nod. <span class="todd"><b>"You're my bro. You mean the world to me. The least I could do is refund you for the year's membership you bought. Consider your lessons on the tab from now on."</b></span> You blush. He's so... <span class="purple">kind</span>. <b>"750 dollars... thanks, <span class="todd">Todd</span>. That means a lot."</b> <span class="todd"><b>"No worries. Could I ask you a favor in return, though? A small one?"</b></span> <b>"Sure. Anything."</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> grins sheepishly. <span class="todd"><b>"Keep wearing the leggings. They suit you, bro. You're a total natural in them. I can tell mad gains are coming your way."</b></span> You bite your lip. For some reason, that's <i>exactly</i> what you wanted him to say. <b>"Deal."</b> After saying goodbye, you go your separate ways. [[Head home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $money += 750>> <<set $todddate = 2>>
Like any self-respecting <<if $fem lte 2>>guy<<elseif $fem lte 6>><span class="pink">fem boy</span><<else>><span class="pink">woman</span><</if>> you keep all kinds of things in your medicine cabinet. <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Home/medicinecabinet.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/medicinecabinet2.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <<if ($otherinventory.includes("toothbrush"))>> Your favorite toothbrush. <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Home/toothbrush.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/toothbrush2.jpg" width=200 /><</if>><</if>> \ <<if ($otherinventory.includes("shampoo"))>> <<if $fem lte 6>>Decent smelling discount shampoo.<<else>>High-quality shampoo for feminine hair.<</if>> <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Home/shampoo.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/shampoo2.jpg" width=200 /><</if>><</if>> \ <<if $otherinventory.includes("full body shaving kit")>> Full body shaving kit. <img src="Images/Clothes/full body shaving kit.jpg" width=150 /> <</if>> <<if $otherinventory.includes("makeup set")>> Makeup set. <img src="Images/Clothes/makeup set.jpg" width=250 /> <</if>> <<if $otherinventory.includes("nail polish")>> Nail polish. <img src="Images/Clothes/nail polish.jpg" width=250 /><</if>> <<if $chastityquest gte 4>> Enema kit. <img src="Images/Clothes/enema kit.jpg" width=250 /><</if>> [[Return->Your Bedroom]]
Smiling at the cute girl at the register, you purchase the sexy little thong. You can't wait to feel it riding up your smooth, girly ass. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 85>> <<set $underwearinventory.push("sexy black thong")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
Smiling at the cute girl at the register, you purchase the sexy little thong. You can't wait to feel it riding up your smooth, girly ass. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 100>> <<set $underwearinventory.push("sexy red thong")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
You slide on your sexy black thong. The feeling of the satin material sliding up your smooth, girly legs is exhilerating. And they look <i>perfect.</i> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonthong1.gif" width=300 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>> <<set $underwear = "sexy black thong">>
You slide on your sexy red thong. The feeling of the satin material sliding up your smooth, girly legs is exhilerating. And they look <i>perfect.</i> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonthong1.gif" width=300 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>> <<set $underwear = "sexy red thong">>
Sweating like a moron, you sheepishly wander over to where the buttplugs are stored. Unfortunately, it seems like all they have are the really massive sizes. The small buttplug you were hoping to buy is totally sold out! <span class="pink"><b>"Looking for a beginner's plug?."</b></span> A cashier asks, startling you with how quietly she stepped close. <b>"Uh... yeah - I mean, it's for my girlfriend."</b> Then she smiles knowingly, and meets your gaze. <span class="pink"><b>"She's a lucky girl."</b></span> The cashier says, though it's clear she doesn't believe you. <span class="pink"><b>"But we're fresh out of starter plugs. Give me your address and I can have one sent over in five days."</b></span> <i>Fuck! Until I buy a buttplug I can't work as a waitress... I guess I have no choice, though.</i> <b>"Uh... sure. Thanks."</b> Once you give her the information she needs, the cashier takes your money and lets you go. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 120>> <<set $boughtbuttplug = 1>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]]
You walk through the sex toy aisle at Fem World, considering what dildo to buy. It seems like dildos come in all shapes and sizes - big dildos, small dildos, vibrating dildos, dog dildos, horse dildos... there's really no end to them! <img src="Images/Clothes/femworlddildos.jpg" width=500 /> You pause at a solid, flesh-colored eight-incher. <span class="pink"><i>Woah, it looks exactly like <b>Todd's</b> cock!</i></span> <img src="Images/Clothes/big dildo.jpg" width=300 /> You nearly grab it, before thinking it through. <span class="pink"><i>That would never fit in my boypussy,</i></span> you realize, pulling back your hand. <span class="pink"><i>It would tear me apart.</i></span> Still, a part of you wonders what it would be like to have something like <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> big, meaty tool pulsing cum deep into your asshole. You shiver, then wince as your small penis tries and fails to get erect within its cage. Eventually, you settle a pink, average looking dildo. It's cute, it's got a flared base and it looks like a penis. The sign says 'average,' but it's got six whole inches of insertable length, meaning it's nearly double how large your penis used to be, when you could get hard and fuck girls. <img src="Images/Clothes/pink dildo2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>I really was never much of a man,</i></span> you think, grabbing the dildo and heading to the cashier. <span class="mom"><b>"This one's one of our best sellers."</b></span> The cashier says, clearly thinking you're just a normal girl. <span class="mom"><b>"It hits <i>all</i> the right places."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I can't wait."</b></span> you reply with an eager smile. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 200>> <<set $toyinventory.push("pink dildo")>> <<set $hasdildo = 1>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]]
You stare at the small metal buttplug, trying to imagine it inside of you. After a long moment, you sigh and start getting undressed. <img src="Images/Home/holdingbuttplug.jpg" width=300 /> \ <b>"Alright, let's do this. Time to see what this whole thing is about... I just hope this doesn't awaken anything in me."</b> Your asshole clenches at the thought. [[Here goes nothing->Buttplug First Time 2]] <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>> <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>>
You enter the men's locker room and find a quiet corner to change. You slip on the sports bra, then shimmy into the leggings. The stretchy fabric feels great against your legs, and everything feels nice and secure around your ass and groin.<<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> At a deep, almost subconscious level you find that wearing panties and leggings is just a natural thing for you to do, and you look forward to doing it often.<</if>> Before heading for the exit, you pass by a mirror and check out your ass. As you expected, it looks cute and <span class="pink">girly</span>. You give your cheeks a playful smack and watch them jiggle. <img src="Images/Gym/wearingleggings2.gif" width=400 /> Just as you mean to head out of the locker room to find <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, a movement in the corner of your vision catches your eye. You stop in your tracks and take a look. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower1.jpg" width=250 /> For a long moment, you feel frozen, almost in a daze. Two men, showering. Their bulging muscles, their imposing height, their <span class="purple"><i>meaty, juicy cocks</i></span>... Swallowing hard, you force yourself to look away, embarrassed about how your small, feminine penis presses against your girly leggings, half-erect. For some reason, men just seem so... <span class="purple"><i>delicious</i></span> lately... [[Better go find Todd->Shaved Session with Todd Het7 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "sports bra and leggings">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
Your erection isn't quite gone by the time you find <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. Luckily its quite small and dainty, so you don't think he notices. After giving you a hearty slap on your rump to let you know who's in charge, he gets the workout started. Lately, <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> been focusing mainly on your glutes. Something about building a solid foundation before moving to your arms. Well, all it seems to be doing is making your ass bigger and round. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> doesn't seem to mind. <span class="purple"><i>And I don't either...</i></span> Soon you get into the routine, with <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> encouragement - <span class="purple">and his entrancing figure</span> - all the motivation you need. <img src="Images/Gym/leggingsworkout2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Alright," Todd</b></span> says, once you collapse in a tired heap. <span class="todd"><b>"Time for your rub down."</b></span> [[Knowing what he wants, you prop up your ass with a smile.->Shaved Session with Todd Het7 4]]
Clearly sensing you want it, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> digs his hands deep into your juicy ass, mauling your cheeks. You quietly moan, oblivious to the gym-goers around you. <img src="Images/Gym/touchingleggings1.gif" width=400 /> Your whole body feels hot and tingly. Having someone so much stronger than you dominate like this feels... <span class="pink"><i>natural</i></span>. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> right hand starts to explore around your hips. His fingers brush against your painfully erect penis. For a moment you think he'll flinch back, grossed out, but just lets his finger linger there, slowly rotating around your cockhead. <i>Holy fuck,</i> you think, as his suddenly delicate touch pushes you near your climax. <span class="pink"><i>fuck fuck fuck fuck fu-</i></span> And then just like that, he stops. <span class="todd"><b>"Time's up, bro. See you next time."</b></span> And he walks away. Leaving you with a splotch of precum staining your leggings. [[Oh man, I'm all hot and bothered->Shaved Session with Todd Het7 5]]
You burst into the locker room, eager to get changed and get home for some serious jerk off time. You want nothing more than to rub your hands all over your smooth, lotioned skin and rub the tip of your <span class="pink">girly penis </span>like a clit until you explode. Just then, you make a wrong turn, passing by the men's showers. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower2.gif" width=450 /> You freeze, mesmerized by the wet, floppy dicks just hanging on display for you to gawk at. <span class="blue"><b>"You lost, girl?"</b></span> One of the husky men asks, turning and giving you a good glimpse of his hairy, manly cock. Something <i>clicks</i> inside of you. [[You run to the toilets->Shaved Session with Todd Het7 6]]
Jumping into an empty stall, you lock the door and pull down your leggings and $underwear. Already dribbling precum, you start wanking like your life depended on it with one hand, cupping your own smooth ass cheeks with the other. Closing your eyes, you can't help but see those cocks from the shower in your mind's eye. You feel a fire shoot through your body. The next moment, a huge load of cum squirts out of your girly penis. <img src="Images/Gym/gymcum1.gif" width=400 /> Usually after you cum, all thoughts of sex dissipate. But now, you stare, still in a bit of daze, as your hot white cum dribbles out of your little cock and down your hand. You swallow, your mouth watering. In the back of your mind, you remember the sloppy, cummy kiss <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gave you. <span class="purple"><i>Salty</i></span>. Your hand is midway to your parted lips when you think better of it. You might have a bit of a fetish for cocks, and you might be a little... a little bit <span class="purple"><i>gay</i></span> every now and then for fun, for the novelty of it. But you're <i>not</i> eating your own cum. That just seems a bit too much. For now. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>>
<span class="susan"><b>"Not yet," Susan</b></span> says, shaking her head, <span class="susan"><b>"Though I like how quick you reacted."</b></span> You're kneeling on the floor, your dick at half-mast, confused as to what else <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> could have in mind. <span class="susan"><b>"This time I want to doll you up. Lately I've been thinking that some make-up would suit you.<<if $nails eq 2>>I mean, look at your nails, already all painted and girly.<</if>>"</b></span> <i>Trust me, I know it suits me.</i> you think, as you're dragged to the bathroon. Once there, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> whips out her makeup kit, and proceeds to beat your face with all kinds of brushes and gels. <img src="Images/Susan/susanmakeup.jpg" width=400 /> You can tell you're being made to look like a whore without looking at the mirror. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is an artist, and treated you like art. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> clearly has something else in mind. <img src="Images/Susan/susanmakeup2.jpg" width=200 /> The end result is less beautiful, more... <span class="pink">slutty</span>. She even brought a wig. It probably won't be a good idea to tell her you have one of your own. <span class="susan"><b>"Okay," Susan</b></span> says, sticking the dildo onto your mirror. <span class="susan"><b>"Time to train that mouth."</b></span> [[You open wide.->Susan Date Het7 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
<<if ($susancuck eq 0) and ($susanswallow eq 0)>>Feeling embarassed and ashamed,<<else>>>Feeling horny already,<</if>> you wrap your lips around the fake cock and start sucking. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> whispers words of encouragement as you do, while caressing your skin and kissing her way down your back. <img src="Images/Susan/suckingdildo2.gif" width=500 /> <<if ($susancuck eq 0) and ($susanswallow eq 0)>>Soon your fears melt away, turning to warmth and bliss.<</if>> You can tell that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> really loves you, despite her weird sex games, by the way she kisses your thighs slowly and deeply, and keeps telling you to take that dick deeper down your throat. You struggle to comply and show her how much you love her back. Then she places her tongue on the base of your pulsing cock and sucks you off with care. Your moans turn to gags as you push more of the plastic dick past your lips. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblowjob5.gif" width=200 /> [[Keep going->Susan Date Het7 4]]
Of course, it isn't long before <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pulls out the big, black dildo and thrusts it into her pussy. It has an immediate effect on her, and her blowjob slows down as she focuses on stretching out her pussy over and over again. <img src="Images/Susan/blackdildofuck4.gif" width=450 /> <<if $susandefiance gte 5>><b>"I thought you were done with that?"</b> you say, pulling your own dildo out of your mouth. <span class="susan"><b>"Can't stop..." Susan</b></span> moans. <span class="susan"><b>"Feels too good..."</b> </span><</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh!!!"</b></span> she cries out, no longer sucking your dick. You watch through the mirror, <<if $susandefiance gte 5>>your mouth back on your own dildo<<else>>still gagging on your own dildo<</if>>, as she takes inch after inch of the massive black toy. <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my god! Oh my god!"</b></span> she screams, probably loud enough for the neighbours to hear. <span class="susan"><b>"Breed me! Yes! Yes! YES!"</b></span> And as she cums, you feel yourself cumming too. <<if $susancuck eq 1>>The thought of your girlfriend being bred by another man was just too hot too handle.<<else>>It's not so much a climax as it is a ruined, dripping orgasm.<</if>> <img src="Images/Susan/drippingcum.webp" width=400 /> [[Woah, that was intense.->Susan Date Het7 5]]
<<if $susancuck eq 0>><b>"You didn't really mean that stuff,"</b> you say, as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> idly plays with your small puddle of cum in her post-orgasmic daze. <b>"About being bred by that dildo. That was just fun, right?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Of course, silly." Susan</b></span> replies,<<else>><span class="susan"><b>"Mmm... so nice" Susan</b></span> whispers,<</if>> scooping a fingerful of your semen and licking her finger dry. <span class="susan"><b>"You did so good today. You deserve a kiss."</b></span> <<if ($susanswallow eq 0) and ($hetero eq 7) and ($susancuck eq 0)>>Before you can protest, her tongue is past your teeth. You can feel her spitting your own salty cum right into your mouth, but her hands are on the back of your head and can't pull away. Only when it's all coating your tongue and lips does she back off. <b>"What the fuck, <span class="susan">Susan</span>?!"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives you a serious look. <span class="susan"><b>"Shh... I know you like it. Now show me."</b></span> Confused <span class="purple">maybe a little bit turned on</span>, you open your mouth. <img src="Images/Susan/cumkiss1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Good. Now, if you love me, you'll swallow.</b></span> [[Swallow->Susan Date Het7 6 Swallow]] [[Don't Swallow->Susan Date Het7 6 Don't Swallow]]<<else>> <<if $susanswallow eq 1>>You know what comes next. You start to salivate, getting ready to get a mouthful of that rich, heady taste that seems completely unique to semen.<<else>>Eager to taste your own cum, you open your mouth and accept her kiss.<</if>> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> tongue works quickly, pushing gooey load after gooey load past your lips and into your mouth. You greedily accept her affection, your semen tasting both bitter and satisfying as more and more of it slips in. <span class="susan"><b>"Now show me your mess, my cute little beta boi."</b></span> You eagerly open your cum-filled mouth. <img src="Images/Susan/cumkiss1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Good. Now, if you love me, you'll swallow."</b></span> [[Swallow->Susan Date Het7 6 Swallow]] <</if>>
You swallow the bitter, salty fluid. It seems to linger in your throat, coating all your tastebuds with man seed. <span class="susan"><b>"Show me." Susan</b></span> commands. You stick out your tongue for her to see your empty, cum-free mouth. <img src="Images/Susan/tongueout1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my God. That's so unbelievably hot, $playername.<<if $susancuck eq 1>> Olivier will be so happy to hear about this.<</if>>"</b></span> [[Time to clean up->Susan Date Het7 7]] <<set $susanswallow = 1>>
Shaking your head, you spit out the semen. It doesn't seem to want to leave your mouth, instead slowly dribbling out. <img src="Images/Susan/cumspitting.gif" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Really?" Susan</b></span> asks, displeased. <span class="susan"><b>"This is the line you draw? And I thought you loved me."</b></span> <b>"Hey, come on now-"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Save it, $playername. I'm going home. We'll pick this up next Friday.</b></span> [[Walk her out->Susan Date Het7 7]] <<set $susandefiance += 1>>
<<if $susanswallow eq 0>> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> dresses in a hurry and packs away her toys. Then she gives you a long, unreadable look. <img src="Images/Susan/susan8.jpg" width=250 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I don't know why you hesitated, babe. I know you want to eat your cum."</b></span> She might be right. There's still a bit of the taste of cum in your mouth, and can't help but find it delicious. <b>"But... why do I like it so much?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> merely shrugs. <span class="susan"><b>"We'll get there. Eventually."</b></span> And then she's gone. <<else>> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> dresses slowly and packs away her toys. Then she gives you a long stare, smiling sweetly. <img src="Images/Susan/susan6.jpg" width=300 /> <<if $susancuck eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>"I'm so happy, $playername. I know this isn't our usual kind of sex, but honestly it's just as hot for me. We're exploring together and we're making it work!"</b></span><<else>> <span class="susan"><b>"I'm so happy, $playername. We're both evolving so quickly. My pussy already feels wider and its smell is getting stronger. Olivier's teaching me so much. And look at you, already so soft and compliant. Soon we'll be ready."</b></span><</if>> And then she's gone.<</if>> [[That was wild. Time for sleep.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $susanstatus = 5>>
<span class="katie"><b>"Task one - makeup."</b></span> <b>"What about it?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> looks at you like you're an idiot. <span class="katie"><b>"Wear it."</b></span> <b>"I do, you put it on me every shift."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"That's the problem. He says you need to own your face. You've got to come to work made-up from now on. Best I can do is send you some training vids."</b></span> You let out a long sigh. Matching <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> talent won't be easy... but you don't have much of a choice. <b>"Guess I'm buying makeup tomorrow. Fuck my life. What's the second task?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> flashes you her finely maniquered nails. <span class="katie"><b>"Polish them. Make them pretty. You can't be the only waitress without painted nails."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/paintednails.jpg" width=250 /> <b>"Fuck. And I bet I have to do them myself, too."</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> nods. <span class="katie"><b>"Always knew you were clever, hot shot."</b></span> A quiet moment passes. <b>"... so, what's the last task?"</b> [[Katie bites her lip->Shaved Waitress Shift Boss Found Out 3]]
<span class="katie"><b>"This one is a bit out there, but trust me, it's golden. It'll bring you to the next level of waitressing."</b></span> You're starting to get nervous. <b>"Out with it, <span class="katie">Katie</span>, what's the task?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"You've got to feel like a woman, hot shot. You've got to take on our role, our way of life."</b></span> <b>"What the fuck does that mean!?"</b> She finally just says it: <span class="katie"><b>"You've got to come to work wearing a buttplug, and keep it in for your shift."</b></span> You last one second before breaking down into hysterical laughter. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> doesn't find you amusing. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiestare2.gif" width=500 /> After you finally get a hold of yourself, you ask, <b>"What does wearing a sex toy up my ass have to do with being a better waitress?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Jesus, you're dumb. Let me explain" Katie</b></span> starts taking off her clothes, one item at a time. As she strips, she says, <span class="katie"><b>"In sex, men give, women receive. That's the fundamental fucking difference, hot shot."</b></span> She's down to her underwear. Unsure what she's getting at, you keep watching and listening. <span class="katie"><b>"Receiving is womanhood. Got it? It's vulnerable, it's dangerous, it's intimate. You put something <i>inside of you.</i> And when you've got something inside of you, everything is different. More intense. Your emotions are supercharged. Your sensitivity, too."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katietakingoffpanties.gif" width=500 /> You suddenly realize what she's going to show you. Smirking, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> turns around, gets down on her knees, and spreads her cheeks. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiebuttplug.gif" width=250 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Now do you get it, hot shot? Do you understand why you need to do this? <i>Every</i> waitress in this joint keeps her ass stuffed - it helps us stay turned on and flirty. You want to play, you need to fill that boy hole, and get used to something inside of you."</b></span> You nod, mesmerized. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives you a bit more of a show, then gets up and gets dressed. <span class="katie"><b>"Good. No waitressing until you've got makeup, painted nails, and a plugged asshole."</b></span> [[Fuck... guess I'm heading to Fem World tomorrow.->Your Bedroom]]
<<if $pluggedwaitresscount eq 0>> \ When you enter the small dressing room, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> looks stunned. <span class="katie"><b>"Holy <i>shit.</i> I hardly recognized you."</b></span> <b>"That bad, huh?"</b> you tease, batting your extended eye lashes. <span class="katie"><b>"Fuck you, hot shot. You know you look like a million bucks."</b></span> She eyes your nails. <span class="katie"><b>"And I see you're nice and polished, too. You're really committed to this."</b></span> <b>"Well... money's money."</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> winks. <span class="katie"><b>"Right, that's all that this is. A pay cheque."</b></span> She nods at your crotch. <span class="katie"><b>"You know what comes next."</b></span> Realizing what she wants, you go crimson. Your asshole clenches down on your buttplug. <b>"Trust me, I've got... <i>it</i> inside."</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives you an annoyed look. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiestare2.gif" width=500 /> <span class="katie"><b>"You saw mine - it's only fair."</b></span> <<else>> When you enter the small dressing room, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> looks you up and down, admiring your perfect makeup and manicured nails. <span class="katie"><b>"Now give me a peak at your little toy.</b></span> <</if>> <<if $pluggedwaitresscount eq 0>>Feeling all kinds of nervous<<else>>Feeling a little excited<</if>>, you <<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>lift up your skirt<<else>>pull down your jeans<</if>> and give <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> a nice view of your panty-clad ass. Then, after lowering your feminine underwear, you lean down and spread your ass cheeks. <<set $showset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $showchoice = $showset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/showingbuttplug.jpg" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/showingbuttplug2.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/showingbuttplug3.jpg" width=300 /> <</if>>\ <span class="katie"><b>"Mmm..." Katie</b></span> says, rubbing your butt. <span class="katie"><b>"You are such a snack. I can tell the toy's already working its magic."</b></span> <<if $pluggedwaitresscount eq 0>><span class="katie"><b>"I've got some new outfits picked out for you, come on."</b></span><<else>><span class="katie"><b>"Let's get you into a sexy outfit."</b></span><</if>> [[It's dress-up time!->Plugged Waitress Shift 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
<b>"Alright,"</b> you say, standing your bathroom, staring at your laptop and your brand new nail polish set. <b>"Time to get pretty. How hard could it be?"</b> First you hit up the internet for some guides on how to paint nails. As you figured, it looks incredibly easy. Apply undercoat. Wait. Apply polish. Wait. Apply finisher. Wait some more. It's mostly waiting. But when you open the nail polish and dab your little brush against the liquid, you suddenly feel apprehensive. <img src="Images/Home/nailpolish1.jpg" width=250 /> \ If you do this, there's no hiding it. Well, unless you wear gloves every day, but that's madness in the middle of summer. People will know something's up. <i>Well... <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> already knows something's going on with me. <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> the one who put me up to this, and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>... I honestly don't think he'll mind. If anything, he might like it. He does seem to prefer me all <span class="pink">girly</span>.</i> That decides it. Feeling a bit aroused, you start to paint your nails. [[This is fun!->Painting Your Nails 2]] <<set $nails = 2>>
<b>"Alright,"</b> you say, standing in your bathroom, staring at your laptop and your brand new makeup set. <b>"Time to beat my face. This'll be hard"</b> Makeup is a bit of an art. There are a ton of ways to do it wrong, and only a few that look good. Working with your masculine... or, at least androgynous face means you'll be starting at a disadvantage. First, you think about what style you want to achieve. A classy slut look like <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, or something subtle and modelesque like <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <b>"Definitely subtle and modelesque,"</b> you mutter, searching the internet for a good tutorial. <b>"I want to be beautiful. I want men to adore me."</b> You're so engrossed in looking for tips, you don't realize how <span class="pink"><i>feminine</i></span> you just sounded. It doesn't even faze you. At last, you find what looks like a good tutorial. This girl seems to know what she's doing, and provides very clear instructions. <img src="Images/Home/makeuptutorial.gif" width=450 /> <b>"Sweet - let's do this!"</b> [[It's makeup time!->Putting on Makeup 2]] <<set $face = 2>> <<set $lips = 2>>
Glancing down, you can't quite put your finger on it, but something feels <i>different</i> this morning. After doing a few morning stretches, you head to your mirror to see why your chest feels... weird. <b>"Wait a second...</b> <img src="Images/Body/newnipples2.jpg" width=325 /> \ Your nipples look... more pronounced. They're larger and darker than before, and are all puffed up and swollen. Almost like a <span class="pink"><i>girl's</i></span>. The skin beneath is different too. Your once flat chest has two swollen mounds beneath each nipple. Cupping them with your hands, you shiver, startled at how sore and <i>sensitive</i> they both feel. <i><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> did say I'd be seeing some gains, but these don't feel like pecks. They feel like <span class="pink">breasts</span>. Could I be developing tits, like a girl?</i> [[Give one an experimental pinch->New Nipples 2]] <<set $chest = 3>>
The feeling is like warm electricity, dancing through your chest and down to your groin. You gasp. Your anus clenches hard. <b>"Damn..."</b> you whisper, wide-eyed. <span class="pink"><b>"That felt good..."</b></span> A little more daring, you start fondling your new nipples. <img src="Images/Body/nippleplay1.webp" width=400 /> \ <span class="pink"><b>"Ohh..."</b></span> you moan, as you play with your large, sensitive nipples. You flick the swollen flesh with your newly painted nails, your eyes closed, lost in bliss. Your moans become louder and lewder as you continue. The feeling gets more and more intense. Without even meaning to, you feel a small orgasm spread through your whole body. <img src="Images/Body/nipplecum.gif" width=400 /> \ Your wasted semen dribbles to the floor. You stare at it, perplexed. This orgasm felt so <i>different</i> from cumming by rubbing your cock. It was softer, quieter, and yet more soothing and maybe even <i>better</i>. Maybe one day cumming by rubbing your cock will be a thing of the past? <b>"That was hot,"</b> you mutter, as you get back to reality and start cleaning your mess. <b>"But why the fuck are my nipples growing? I can hide them for now, but if they get any bigger..."</b> A part of you is mortified at the thought of having large, feminine breasts. But another part, a new part, is <span class="pink">secretly looking forward to it</span>. [[Onwards!->Your Bedroom]]
You get right into it, painting your nails with delicacy and care. You've seen <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> do it before, and between her and the internet tutorials, you quickly get the hang of it. <img src="Images/Home/nailpolish2.gif" width=400 /> \ You find the experience relaxing, almost meditative. There's something so pure and invigorating about taking care of yourself and making yourself look <span class="pink">pretty</span>. Shaving your body, painting your nails... it just feels perfect. Like you were always meant to be doing it. Once your done, you take a look at the final product. <span class="pink"><i>Super cute!!!</i></span> <img src="Images/Body/nails2.jpg" width=300 /> \ You love the end result. You decide that no matter what, you'll always keep your nails painted, <span class="pink">just like a girl!</span> <<if $face eq 2>>[[You come to a bold new decision->Tossing Male Underwear]] <<else>> [[You're so glad you did this!->Your Bedroom]] <</if>>
Taking a deep breath, you shrug off all your clothes and stride up to the mirror. <img src="Images/Home/fem4body.jpg" width=200 /> \ <b>"I'm not a boy."</b> You say, matter-of-factly. It's the simple truth. Those hips, that cute, girly penis, that perky ass, those almost-feminine nipples - those nails, that hair, that <i>face!</i> This body is not a boy's body. And your mind is no longer a man's. Maybe it never was to begin with. <b>"So... what am I?"</b> You sigh, and do a bit of internet investigation. After scrolling through a bunch of stuff about transgenderism, you find a description that fits. <img src="Images/Home/femboymeaning.jpg" width=580 /> \ <b>"Femboys,"</b> you read, nodding along as you do. <b>"Are slim, lithe, girly boys that like grooming and looking smooth and sexy. They are weak, submissive, and effeminate. They're still technically men, but they don't act as alpha males and they generally don't ever penetrate pussies with their tiny dicks. Straight or gay, they love to be manhandled and taken advantage of. Pretty, pink, limp-wristed, and submissive - if that sounds like you, congratulations, you're a <span class="pink">Femboy</span>!"</b> <b>"That's it!"</b> you say, standing up. <b>"That's me!"</b> <i><b>Your <span class="pink">Femininity</span> level has increased! You can now buy thongs at Fem World and insert a buttplug up your tight little boyhole!</b></i> [[You decide to act on this newfound knowledge.->Tossing Male Underwear 2]] <<set $fem = 4>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
Drifting through the haze of dream, you find yourself naked. <<set $hetero7dreamset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $hetero7dreamchoice = $hetero7dreamset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $hetero7dreamchoice eq 1>> <<if $susandefiance lte 2>><img src="Images/Dreams/hetero7dream1.gif" width=500 /> Taped against your bedroom wall, you watch, powerless, as Susan drops to her knees before a well-built black man with massive, rigid cock. Without a second thought, Susan sucks down the black dick with glee- it's clear this isn't her first. Despite yourself, you feel your own little dicklet stiffen at the sight.<<else>><img src="Images/Dreams/hetero7dream1x.gif" width=500 /> "I can't believe I nearly lost you," you whisper to Susan, as she takes your head and gently pushes it between her legs. "Shh..." she says, as you eagerly show her your affection. "That tongue has something better to do than talk."<</if>><</if>> \ <<if $hetero7dreamchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero7dream2.gif" width=500 /> You're lying in bed, your hands tied to the best post. Todd lies against you, his weight pinning you in place and his heavy, masculine scent making you feel dizzy and tingly inside. "You've got the sweetest skin in the world, bro." he says, kissing your neck deeply. You gasp as he keeps going, his hands riding up your thighs all the while...<</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero7dreamchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero7dream3.gif" width=500 /> Sitting in your bed, you pause, finding this dream oddly... normal. Usually some freaky sexual stuff goes down, but this one seems tame. Then you notice the strange weight, hanging from your chest. Pulling up your top, you find yourself with a pair of pale, perky tits. "Oh..." you mumble, squeezing them. "<i>Ohhh...</i>" <</if>>\ \ [[Wake up]]
The next few hours are a series of trial and error, learning and mishaps. You knew this wouldn't be easy, and at a few points you get a bit lost and worry you'll never pick it up, but then something seems to <i>click</i> and you start making serious progress. After washing your face with makeup remover for maybe the fourteenth time, you try to make your face for real. This is the final attempt. You work with care, but without thinking too hard or second-guessing yourself. Everything just seems to flow. <img src="Images/Home/mascara.gif" width=500 /> \ Before you know it, you're nearly done, and everything is coming together perfectly. <img src="Images/Home/lipstick.gif" width=300 /> \ [[Check the final result->Putting on Makeup 3]]
<b>"Fuck, I'm gorgeous."</b> <img src="Images/Body/newface.jpg" width=500 /> \ You really are. After a ton of slip ups along the way, you finally figured out <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> style. The makeup looks natural, and suggests a kind of classical feminine beauty. You've outdone yourself. Though when you started this whole effort hours ago, the plan was to remove the makeup right after, you now find yourself strangely unwilling to do it. You look so... <i>right</i>. You don't have to put it into words, but it's almost like that face you covered up with makeup was the real mask, and you're actually looking at <i>you</i>. <span class="pink"><i>I'm not a woman... but right now I feel like one. What does this mean? What's happening?</i></span> You should feel dread, but nothing comes. You just feel a bit confused, and a bit happy. Not a bad mix of feelings at all. <b>"I think... I think I'll keep my face like this. If someone has a problem with that, they can just go fuck themselves."</b> It's amazing to watch the woman in the mirror move her lips as you speak. <i>She's really you! You're really her!</i> <span class="pink"><b>"I like the new me."</b></span> <<if $nails eq 2>>[[You come to a bold new decision->Tossing Male Underwear]] <<else>> [[You're so glad you did this!->Your Bedroom]] <</if>> <<if $daynumber lte 39>><<set $ach2 = 1>><</if>>
You feel like there's one part of your life that just doesn't gel with your new identity. Trying to figure it out, you turn around and give the mirror a nice look at your tight ass and sexy little girldick. <img src="Images/Home/rearcock.webp" width=400 /> \ <b>"Oh - it's obvious!"</b> Running to your closet, you grab all your old, masculine underwear, and toss them to the floor. <b>"Femboys wear panties,"</b> you mutter, propping open a window. <b>"That's why I feel so comfortable in them and so... uncomfortable in these ragged things."</b> Without a second thought, you toss all your male underwear out the window. A brisk wind picks them up and scatters them across the streets below. <b>"Good riddance!"</b> you shout, watching them fly away. It's like a weight's been lifted off your shoulders. [[Now then, back to life as a cute little femboy->Your Bedroom]] <<run $underwearinventory.delete("grey boxers")>> <<run $underwearinventory.delete("black boxers")>> <<if $underwearinventory.includes("red and black boxers")>> <<run $underwearinventory.delete("red and black boxers")>> <</if>>
Sitting down completely naked in front of your mirror, your gaze shifts from your face, to the metal sex toy in your hands, and then back again. Between your smooth skin, your painted nails, and your made-up face, you certainly <i>look</i> like someone who would enjoy something big and hard up their ass. Swallowing hard, you get to work. First, you lay down a towel and get comfortable, shifting your body so your ass is a bit tilted upwards towards the mirror and your legs are spread far apart. Now your puckered asshole and your little cocklet are on full display. <img src="Images/Home/spreadlegs.jpg" width=450 /> \ Next, you add some personal lubricant to your hands. Your quick skim of the internet has taught you that you're going to need to warm up your hole with a finger first. <b>"Here we go..."</b> [[With your heart hammering against your ribs, you touch your clenched asshole.->Buttplug First Time 3]]
The first sensation is the cold of the lube. Your asshole immediately clenches, unused to the touch. You stay there, your forefinger just hovering before your sealed opening, your breath quick but steady. Then you start to slowly rotate your finger around the hole. As you do, you watch the motion through the mirror. The cold fades. Warmth takes its place. Rotation by rotation, the gentle massage seems to calm the skin and the muscles beneath. It starts to feel... nice. The opening is sensitive, and tingles of electricity pass with each gentle circle. You sigh, your eyes fluttering. <img src="Images/Home/rubbingasshole.gif" width=300 /> \ Then, almost without meaning to, you slip your finger into your hole. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuuuck!"</b></span> you moan, as pleasure turns to pain. You hold the finger in place, grimacing, as you feel your sphincter muscles contract around it with every rushing heartbeat. In time, the pain fades. You wiggle your finger around a bit, exploring. It feels warm, and wet, and tight. Like a pussy, but totally different. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm... I'm fingering myself..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Home/fingeringasshole.webp" width=400 /> \ Your dick is still soft, and you wouldn't say your really <i>turned on</i>, but your enjoying the sensation. It feels... vulnerable. Something is <i>inside</i> of you, pushing past your asshole and into your body. You like it. You're ready to try the toy. [[Grab your brand new buttplug->Buttplug First Time 4]]
After lubing up the toy, you set it against your slightly loosened boyhole. After waiting out the initial reflexive clench, you slowly push out with your ass, while pushing in with your finger. You gasp, and your dick jolts to life at the feeling. Your ass tentatively expands, accepting the metal object. The smooth shape pushes against your lubed up skin, then starts to slide in. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck... fuck... <i>ohhh....</i>"</b></span> <img src="Images/Home/buttplug1.gif" width=400 /> \ It's inside. The very next moment, you grab your floppy girlcock and start stroking. The feeling is different than jerking off your cock when it's hard. It's not so much about stroking as it is about elliciting flashes of pleasure for your limp cockhead. Releasing high-pitched moans in quick succession, you feel yourself lose control. <img src="Images/Home/buttplugrub1.gif" width=500 /> \ [[Bliss->Buttplug First Time 5]] <<set $toy = "small buttplug">>
You go wild, toying with your girldick while your ass clenches and releases the buttplug, until you can't take it anymore. You nearly give your dick one final tug before a devious idea crosses your mind. Biting your lip with glee, you let go of your dick, just at the edge of orgasm, and instead grip your buttplug and push it as deep as you can. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Uhh... ah - YES!!!!"</i></b></span> <img src="Images/Home/buttplugcum1.gif" width=300 /> \ Your orgasm sends shockwaves from your ass to the rest of your body. Mouth agape, spit dripping from your tongue, you watch, lost in bliss, as cum pours down your dicklet as you continue to fuck yourself with your buttplug. Eventually the feeling slips away, and you pull out your buttplug from your loosened anus. From the mirror, you see your asshole looks different now. It glistens from the lube and your own sweat, and seems a bit puffier than before. It's not just an asshole, anymore. It's a sexual organ. <b>You don't have an asshole - you have a <span class="pink">boypussy</span>!</b> Glancing below your new boypussy, you eye your puddle of cum with confusion and lust. Normally you'd wipe it up with a tissue... but... Before your can stop yourself, it's already happening. <img src="Images/Home/lickingcum1.gif" width=450 /> \ Still warm from your balls, sticky and salty. It tastes delicious. There's no doubting it now - cum is yummy, and you'll lick it up with pleasure from now on. <i><b>Your <span class="blue">Heterosexuality</span> level has decreased!</b></i> <i><b>Your <span class="purple">Homosexuality</span> level has increased! You can now wear a buttplug and eat your cum after masturbating. But watch out - if an old friend sees you eat cum at the gym, things might escalate...</b></i> [[Clean up and get back to your day.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $ass = 3>> <<set $asshole = 3>> <<set $toy = "nude">> <<set $hetero = 6>> <<set $homo = 4>>
Shortly after your father's death, you decide to try to avenge him. You go off the grid for a few years, hoping to train in mixed martial arts and weapons-based combat. You're somewhat successful, but your trainers find you weak willed and poorly coordinated. <img src="Images/Endings/authortraining.gif" width=400 /> At the same time, you learn to speak, read, and write Russian, and gather as much intel as you can on the mob that killed your father. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillerreading.webp" width=500 /> Five years after your father's death, you arrive in Russia as a stowaway on a tanker pulling into Sevastopol. [[I will try to get revenge.->Devoted 2]]
You get access to a party held by the mob by getting a job as a caterer. After lying low for an hour, you confirm that every man involved in your father's death is in the building. But right when it's time to strike, you lose your nerve. Murdering a bunch of mobsters? Are you <i>insane?!</i> There's no way you'll survive the night. After nearly having a panic attack, you slip away from the party and catch the first plane home. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedplane.webp" width=500 /> [[What now?->Devoted 3]]
You return home on a mission to forget about revenge and try to pull your life back together. In a single year you finish your degree and get a job as a high school English teacher. It's not flashy, but it pays the bills. Then, you call up your old flame, Susan. During the plane home from Russia, you couldn't get her off your mind. You realized then and there that revenge is the path to death - but love is the path to life. You love Susan. You've always loved her. You always will. By luck, she's single, and interested in catching up. Your relationship blooms - helped by you devoting your every waking moment to her and spending every dollar you have on her. She's smitten. You're head over heels in love. <img src="Images/Endings/governmentagentsusan1.jpg" width=500 /> Six months later, you pop the question. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedproposal.jpg" width=450 /> [[She answers.->Devoted 4]]
Once Susan says <b>yes</b>, your engagement goes by in a blur. Before long, the day arrives. Susan looks incredible. Seeing her walk down the aisle, you know you made the right decision. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedwedding.jpg" width=450 /> Your wedding is perfect. [[But perfect never lasts for long.->Devoted 5]]
You just can't get hard anymore. You're not sure what did it. Maybe it was that time, years ago, when you had to dress as a woman to work as a waitress. Maybe it was the moment you ran away from your father's killers. Whatever it is, you can't fuck your wife. Ever. <img src="Images/Susan/flaccid1.jpg" width=300 /> Thankfully, Susan is as understanding as she is beautiful. You can't get her off with your dick, but you've still got a tongue. In the months following your wedding, your sex life becomes solely about eating Susan out. You do it nearly every night. She doesn't return the favor, but with a limp dick like yours, it's not like you deserve it. <img src="Images/Susan/susaneatingout.gif.webp" width=400 /> [[But something's amiss.->Devoted 6]]
Six months after your wedding. You start to notice... signs. Susan texting late into the night, but never mentioning who she's messaging. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedphone.png" width=500 /> Susan coming home late from work, smelling of cologne. Susan saying she's sleeping over at her parents' house, only for her parents to mention days later that they haven't seen her in weeks. Then one day you get home from work early, and hear sounds in the bedroom. You nearly pee yourself, thinking there's a burglar in the house. It's almost a relief when you realize it's just your wife and a man, making strange noises from your bedroom. [[You take a peek through the slightly opened door.->Devoted 7]]
Too shocked to make a sound, you watch as Susan cheats on you with a massive, muscled black man. She's taking his huge, girthy cock deep into her mouth. Already, her pussy is wetter than you've ever been able to get her. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedcheat1.gif" width=280 /> Then she gets on top and he proceeds to drill her hard and deep. Watching your wife get penetrated by big black cock sends lightning down your spine. For the first time in a year, you get an erection. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedcheat2.webp" width=450 /> Unable to control yourself, you drop your pants and start masturbating. A minute later, the most incredible thing happens. Susan screams, her massive orgasm boiling over, and you can tell from her partner's groans that he's filling her womb with his seed. Gasping, you spurt out a few ropes of cum as well as you experience your most pleasurable orgasm ever. It's then, in that moment, that Susan sees you spying from the door. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedcheat3.webp" width=450 /> You make eye contact for ten seconds. Her partner is still thrusting deep inside of her in post-orgasmic bliss. She looks, ashamed, and yet happy. You understand. She doesn't need to keep secrets anymore. You give a small nod of understanding, then slip away from the house before her lover catches you. [[Marital bliss returns.->Devoted 8]]
From then on, you and Susan tell each other everthing. She lets you know about her four boyfriends - all of them upstanding men from the local football team, and the fifth boyfriend she's trying to seduce. You help her with her sexting and help her get ready for her nights out. Dressing your wife as a slut to chase down big black cock is always the highlight of your week. She makes such a good whore! In return, she always sends you photos and videos of her interracial gangbangs. It's the only way for you to cum, nowadays. Of course, her boyfriends never use condoms - they only like to fuck Susan raw. And she loves the feeling of their semen coating her womb too much to care. You're not surprised when she starts to feel off, and takes a test. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedtest.jpg" width=400 /> [[I'm going to be a father!->Devoted 9]]
Susan truly blossoms in her pregnancy. Her hips, ass, and breasts all swell up - not to mention her belly, which grows every day as a small black baby develops within her perfect white womb. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedpregnant.jpg" width=300 /> Of course, just because she's with child doesn't mean Susan stops chasing black dick. You still get videos sent to your laptop even when she's nine months pregnant. If anything, her libido just gets stronger and stronger. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedcheat4.webp" width=400 /> [[And then your son is born.->Devoted 10]]
Susan leaves you soon after she gives birth to a boy that is obviously not your biological son. The last you hear, she's a kind of "cheerleader" for the football team, and is passed around like a sex doll by the entire defensive line. You let her go without a fight. You could never give her what she wanted, but you <i>can</i> take care of the son she left with you. He's an innocent, defenseless boy. You won't leave him like she did. You won't leave him like your father left you. You become the best example of a single father, raising your son with all your love and all your wisdom. When people ask if he's yours and you say he is, they just assume he had a black mother. You don't care. Blood is meaningless. This is your son. You are his father. And you won't let him down. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/devoted.jpg" width=400 /> <b><i>Ending #4 Achieved! You are the Devoted Father!</i></b> [[Closing]]
You load up some transgender gangbang porn. Nothing seems to get you quite as hard of late as watching some beautiful trans woman take it hard and deep from multiple <span class="purple">handsome, well-endowed men</span>. <<set $transgangbangset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $transgangbangchoice = $transgangbangset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $transgangbangchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/transgangbang1.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $transgangbangchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/transgangbang2.webp" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $transgangbangchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/transgangbang3.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<else>>[[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]] <</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
You stumble into class a few minutes before it begins. Your new panties feel odd, and you can't help but be aware of them, and how they firmly hold your dick in place and cup your tight ass. It's not a bad feeling... it's just very much a feeling you can't ignore. Blushing, you pray no one can see the outline of your panties through your jeans. <span class="teacher"><b>"New underwear, $playername?" Ms. Domina</b></span> asks, startling you. <img src="Images/University/teacher1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"What!?"</b> you say, covering your crotch with your laptop bag. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> smirks at your panic. <span class="teacher"><b>"Oh, nothing. I couldn't help but notice you fidgeting with your waistline."</b></span> She takes one step closer. <span class="teacher"><b>"I thought you might be wearing something... different, today."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/pantyline.jpg" width=300 /> You manage to shake your head, then scamper to your desk. <i>Holy shit. Does she know? No way, she can't know.</i> You wince. <i>Why the fuck am I wearing panties to class, anyway? <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> only needs me to wear them to work!</i> Of course, you wouldn't dare admit that you <span class="pink">kinda like</span> the way they feel. To make matters worse, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> decides to run an impromptu lesson on the fundamental superiority of women's underwear. She points out the comfort, beauty, and delicacy of panties, all the while showing the class a somewhat scandelous slide show. <img src="Images/University/pantiesclass.gif" width=450 /> Thankfully, the class eventually ends, and you're free from <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> for the rest of the day. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $teacherstatus = 1>>
You stumble into class a few minutes before it begins. Everything feels <i>different,</i> now that you're all shaved like a girl. The bare skin of your legs rubs against your jeans. Your smooth ass hugs your panties like it was made for it, and your girly cock feels at home pushed into a harmless ball by your feminine underwear. It all feels delicate, vulnerable, and - best of all - comfortable. <span class="teacher"><b>"New haircut, $playername?" Ms. Domina</b></span> asks, startling you. <img src="Images/University/teacher1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"What!?"</b> you say, hiding your arms behind your back, before she sees that they're smooth as a girl's. <span class="teacher"><b>"I couldn't help but notice how clean cut you are,"</b></span> she says, smiling deviously. <span class="teacher"><b>"It's like you're really taking my lessons to heart."</b></span> <b>"Uh... sure. Sure I am..."</b> You answer lamely, before fleeing to your desk. <i>Fuck. She definitely knows I'm shaved all over. I don't know how she knows, but that bitch knows!</i> As if to taunt you, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> decides to switch the subject of the day's lesson to the importance and nearly sacred nature of feminine grooming. Being less hairy than men, women should celebrate their elevated status above the more bestial gender by keeping themselves smooth. Men who wish to emulate women should do the same, to show their loyalty and submission to womankind. As she rants, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> shows a video full of smooth, gorgeous women displaying their perfect bodies. <img src="Images/University/shavedclass.gif" width=400 /> A part of you wonders if all this is actually a bit demeaning and counterproductive to real feminism. But the thought disappears once class ends. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $teacherstatus = 2>>
You stumble into class a few minutes before it begins. You're very conscious of the fact you probably look a bit... different to your classmates. Though you're still in boy clothes, your face, wig, and nails all suggest that you're actually just a girl with a boyish figure. To your surprise, the girls in the class smile and wave, instead of ignoring you completely like usual. <i>Why are they being nice?</i> And then it hits you. <b>They think you're someone else. They think you're a <span class="pink">girl</span>.</b> <span class="teacher"><b>"New look, $playername?" Ms. Domina</b></span> asks, startling you. <img src="Images/University/teacher1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Uh..."</b> you say, backing up a bit. <i>Damnit, why do you always have to startle me?</i> <span class="teacher"><b>"Don't bother answering, I already understand. You've finally decided to switch teams."</b></span> She smirks, proud of herself. <span class="teacher"><b>"A beta like you, I knew it was only a matter of time."</b></span> Before you can interrupt or even try to explain, she carries on. <span class="teacher"><b>"I love seeing a girly boy embrace her femininity. You trans ladies will never be the equals of us biological women, but you're nearly there. For your efforts - and, I have to say, your makeup is impressive - I will increase your grade by 20 percent so long as you keep this up."</b></span> You blink, stunned. <i>A 20 percent increase in my grade!? Holy shit!</i> <b>"Uhh... thanks, <span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span>."</b> She frowns. <span class="teacher"><b>"Your voice needs work. So do your manners. Take your seat, miss. Time for class."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> decides to make today's lecture about the importance of transwomen in the new world order. Afterwards, she makes the class watch a short video over and over again to get the message across. By the end of it, you're as aroused as you are confused. <video loop autoplay src="Images/University/makeupclass.webm"></video> Feeling especially <span class="pink">girly</span>, you wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $teacherstatus = 3>>
<b>Disclaimer 1</b> This game is meant to be erotic and satirical in nature. Do not build your personal views on sex, relationships, sexual orientation, gender identity, or race relations from a pornographic game. <b>Disclaimer 2</b> All characters within this game are at least eighteen years old. <b>Disclaimer 3</b> As this game is pornographic, its use is restricted to those at or above the legal age to consume pornography within their state or country. Please click the correct button below (answer honestly!) to begin the game. [[I am not of legal age of consume pornographic content->Playpen]] [[I am of legal age of consume pornographic content->Initialization]] <<set $endingmode = 1>> <<set $hetero = 10>> <<set $homo = 0>> <<set $fem = 0>>
Thank you for admitting that you are not of legal age to consume pornographic content. Until you grow up a bit more, you are restricted to this safe, fun playpen. <img src="Images/Home/playpen.jpg" width=500 /> Feel free to close this game and move on with your life in the interim. Or, you can sit here and wait for time to pass. Once sufficient time has passed that you are legally allowed to play this game, feel free to leave the playpen. [[Alas, I'm still too young->Playpen]] [[At last, I am legally allowed to consume pornography!->Initialization]]
Bleary-eyed, you walk to your apartment door. As you do, the knocking only gets louder. <span class="blue"><b>"Miss? Hello, miss?"</b></span> Comes the voice from behind the door. <span class="blue"><b>"Special delivery from Fem World, miss."</b></span> <i>Fem World?</i> you think, confused. <i>That can't be right. He must have the wrong address.</i> With a shrug, you turn the handle and open the door. Standing at the door frame is a young delivery guy, holding a package with <span class="pink"><i>Fem World</i></span> written in pink along the top. <img src="Images/Home/deliveryman.jpg" width=500 /> \ <b>"I think you've got the wrong..."</b> you start, but then his eyes drop down to your waist, and all yours words get jumbled in your throat. You're wearing panties. <i>Nothing</i> but panties. Suddenly the delivery man's demeanor changes. It's a subtle shift, but his eyes take on a sparkle, and his smile becomes finer, more pointed. Your heart flutters, nervous. <b>"I - er..."</b> you hide everything but your face behind your door. <b>"It's for my girlfriend."</b> <span class="blue"><b>"The underwear?"</b></span> He asks, taking a step forwards, so now he has one boot in the doorframe. <span class="blue"><b>"Or the buttplug"</b></span> [[Oh yeah, the buttplug!->New Buttplug 2]] <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>><<else>><<if $underwearinventory.includes("susan's black panties")>> <<set $underwear = "susan's black panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("blue cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "blue cotton panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("pink cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "pink cotton panties">> <</if>><</if>> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>> <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
Sweat runs cold down your spine. <i>Is he... is he going to try to come in?</i> You feel scared and weak, but you can't help but feel a little excited, too. <i>What would he do? <span class="purple">What would I do?</span></i> <b>"Umm... the butt plug."</b> The delivery guy smirks.<span class="blue"><b>"Right. Then why is this package for a buttplug addressed to $playername?"</b></span> <b>"It's a... gift?"</b> <i>Fuck, why did I say that like it was a question.</i> There's a long pause, then. The delivery guy runs his eyes up what's visible of your profile - one smooth, lotioned leg, your dainty chest and puffy, feminine nipples, and your perfectly made-up face. <span class="blue"><b>"You need to sign here, miss."</b></span> He says, passing you a touchpad. <span class="blue"><b>"Or I could... come in and help."</b></span> The proposition is so bold, so obvious, you stand there for a moment, stunned. <i>He's flirting with me. Like, major flirting.</i> Thankfully, you crotch is now hidden behind the door, or he'd see how hard your girlcock is getting beneath your panties. You absentmindedly adjust your penis, your anus clenching as you do. <img src="Images/Home/hardinpanties.gif" width=400 /> \ Steeling yourself, you sign the touchpad and send the delivery man off. The moment your door is shut, you slide down to the floor, your head in your hands and your dicklet straining in your girly underwear. <b>"Holy shit... I was almost ready to cheat on <span class="susan">Susan</span>... with a guy."</b> You stare up at the ceiling, lost. <i>I know things have been... escalating with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, but am I really attracted to not just him, but all men?</i> You think back to your nights waitressing at the Cauldron. <i>I mean, I'm a fan of male attention, but I'd love female attention too... if I ever got any.</i> <b>"So is that why I'm doing this, because men find me hot?"</b> You glance at your painted nails. The sight of them always makes you smile. <i>That's part of it, but that's not all of it. It's like, when I'm all girly, it doesn't feel gay, it feels straight... but from the other side. I don't know if I'm gay or straight, or a guy or a girl. I'm just between everything.</i> Still not totally sure you understand yourself, you sigh and open up the box from Fem World. [[Open the box->New Buttplug 3]]
To Fem World's credit, they kept the box plain and simple - no one could tell it held a sex toy just by looking at it. After tearing it all apart - and running into a surprising amount of styrofoam - you find the toy, together with a very explicit piece of marketing. <span class="pink"><b>Cum like you've never cum before...</b></span> it reads, above a picture of a woman playing with a buttplug and a dildo. <img src="Images/Home/buttplugad.jpg" width=300 /> \ <i>I mean, it looks fun for her,</i> you think, opening the final box and finding the toy. It's small, metal, and rounded. It widens a bit in the middle before slimming down, then flares at its jeweled base. There's an instruction booklet but you ignore that. <b>"I mean, I just push it into my ass. Can't be that hard."</b> Your anus tightens, and your girly cock flops in response. <b><i>HINT: You can now try and play with your new toy! You can find it in your closet!</i></b> [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <<set $toyinventory.push("small buttplug")>> <<set $hasbuttplug = 1>>
Moaning lewdly, you push your buttplug into your boypussy. The feeling of your asshole accepting the metal intruder gets your cock even harder. You start pushing it in and out, almost like you're being fucked, until you can't take it anymore. <img src="Images/Computer/buttplugmasturbation.gif" width=500 /> [[Cum->Regular Climax]]
You decide to work as a busgirl this evening. The job isn't great, but cash is cash. <<if $carlosstatus eq 0>>\ <span class="carlos"><b>"Ola, chica. You the new hire?"</b></span> asks <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>, one of the busboy supervisors. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlos1.jpg" width=350 /> <b>"What? No, I'm-"</b> <span class="carlos"><b>"No time for long intros, chica. I'm Carlos. With my best busboy absent so often, I need more hands on deck. Just for you, sweetheart, pay is 100 a night."</b></span> <i>Holy shit.</i> Not only does <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> not recognize you - he thinks you're a girl!! And he's paying you double what he used to pay you as a boy. <i>Well,</i> you think, biting your lip. <i>How can I say no to double pay?</i> <span class="pink"><b>"That's right, I'm the new girl."</b></span> you answer, smiling and pushing your voice a bit higher. <span class="pink"><b>"No need for training - I know what to do."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> passes by you, giving your rump a light pat as he does. <span class="carlos"><b>"That's what I like to hear, chica."</b></span> <</if>> <<if $busgirlcount eq 3>>The busgirl shift seems usual at first. You spend the first few hours working away without seeing <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>. Then, as you head down a long hallway towards the washroom, you nearly bump into him. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlos1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="carlos"><b>"Ola, chica!" Carlos</b></span> says, standing in your way. He places his arms against the two sides of the hallway, trapping you in. Your heartbeat picks up. <span class="carlos"><b>"I just realized something funny - I've seen you waitressing this place. So what are you - a waitress, or a busgirl?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Umm... I... go both ways?"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> grins like a wolf. <span class="carlos"><b>"All the best ones do. Now give me a kiss and get going - we've got jobs to do, chica."</b></span> You stand there, frozen. <i>Wait, he wants me to kiss him?</i> But before you can make a decision, he takes charge and pushes his lips against yours. For all his bluster, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos's</b></span> kiss is soft and sweet. His breath tastes like cigarettes and mint gum. Caught in the moment, you give his lips a bit of a nibble before he pulls back. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carloskiss1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="carlos"><b>"Timid," Carlos</b></span> says, slipping past you and grabbing your ass. <span class="carlos"><b>"I can work with timid."</b></span> And then he's gone, and you find yourself leaning against the wall, catching your breath. <<set $carlosstatus = 2>> \ <<else>><span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> has you collect used glasses and wipe down tables, but doesn't make you mop up the floors or clean any vomit. You really end up doing way less than the busboys, but he keeps complimenting your work ethic all night long. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busgirl.gif" width=500 /> The only thing you have to put up with is his staring, and a few ass-grabs whenever he passes you by. You don't mind - it just makes you feel <span class="pink">pretty</span>. <span class="carlos"><b>"Good work, chica." Carlos</b></span> says at the end of the night. <span class="carlos"><b>"Whenever you're free, I've got work for you."</b></span> He hands you your wage for the night - double what you used to make as a busboy, then gives you a quick kiss on the cheek. <span class="pink"><i>I could get used to this.</i></span> <</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money +=100>> <<set $busgirlcount +=1>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<if $carlosstatus eq 0>><<set $carlosstatus = 1>><</if>>
You remove your $toy, carefully clean it, and then return it to your closet. Afterwards, your boypussy looks loose and empty. You can feel that emptiness - and long to fill it. <img src="Images/Clothes/toynude.jpg" width=450 /> <<set $toy = "nude">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You insert your small buttplug. Your boypussy eagerly accepts the metal toy, and warmth radiates through your body as your prostate is tickled with every movement. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttinginbuttplug.gif" width=300 /> \ <<set $toy = "small buttplug">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" width=400 /> Thankfully, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is out today, so a substitute professor is filling in for her. Probably another one of her experimental classes... whatever those are. Because it's just a substitute professor, the class is way shorter and <i>way</i> more normal than usual. It wraps up in two hours, so you decide to grab some lunch on campus. Just when you're looking for a place to eat your arguably-fresh hamburger, you spot none other than <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> having lunch on her own. <i>Damn, she looks good in her uniform.</i> <img src="Images/Susan/susan6.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Hey stranger,"</b> you say, sitting down. <b>"No friends?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"You scared them all off,"</b></span> she says, leaning close for a quick kiss on the lips. <span class="susan"><b>"How's class with Ms. Domina?"</b></span> <b>"She skipped out today. But mostly its terrifying. She's terrifying."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives you a teasing look. <span class="susan"><b>"Admit it, you find her hot."</b></span> <b>"Sure, I guess I've got a thing for terrifying women. I mean, I'm dating you, aren't I?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Stop it!!!" Susan</b></span> laughs, then tosses you her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Do me a favor, stranger. I can't connect to campus wi-fi."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/holdingphone.jpg" width=500 /> You take her phone and take a look. As you expected, she toggled her wi-fi off accidently. After switching it back on, you check to make sure it works. [[And that's when you see her search history.->Susan Lunch 1 2]]
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" width=400 /> Thankfully, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is out today, so a substitute professor is filling in for her. Probably another one of her experimental classes... whatever those are. Because it's just a substitute professor, the class is way shorter and <i>way</i> more normal than usual. It wraps up in two hours, so you decide to grab some lunch on campus. As you're passing what you think is an empty classroom, you just barely hear a woman's laughter. Not just any woman - <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>! Peering into the classroom, you see that she's alone with a well-dressed, muscular man. <i>That must be her new professor, Olivier.</i> <img src="Images/Susan/susanclass.jpg" width=400 /> Olivier is right up against her face, talking directly to her with a deep and throaty voice. You can't catch what he's saying. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> looks a bit afraid, but also engrossed in whatever she's hearing. <i>This is inappropriate, isn't it? A teacher alone with a student, holding her cheeks while he lectures her?</i> Yeah, it's inappropriate. But can you do anything about it? Do you <i>want</i> to do anything about it? <<if $susandefiance eq 0>>Just watching that alpha male man-handle your girlfriend is making your cock hard.<</if>> <<if $susandefiance lte 1>>[[Intervene->Susan Lunch 2 2 def fail]]<<else>>[[Intervene->Susan Lunch 2 2 def succeed]]<</if>> [[Let it happen->Susan Lunch 2 2 allow]] <<set $susanlunch = 2>>
You read through it, dumbfounded. <span class="note"><b>What is BBC? Is it okay to like BBC? Why do I get wet when I think about BBC? How do I stop thinking about BBC? What does it mean if I dream about BBC?</b></span> After handing <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> back her phone, you say, <b>"Umm... I couldn't help but notice. What's BBC?"</b> For a moment, she reddens, then regains her composure and frowns. <span class="susan"><b>"You spied on my phone? Talk about noisy, $playername."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan9.jpg" width=300 /> She's giving you that look. That "You fucked up" look. <i>Well, I kind of spied. Accidently. But she's definitely hiding something. Am I willing to start a fight over this?</i> [[Call her out->Susan Lunch 1 3 def]] [[Apologize->Susan Lunch 1 3]]
Blushing, you apologize. You're totally in the wrong - relationships are built on trust - you can't snoop through your girlfriend's phone! <b>"I'm sorry, babe. I shouldn't have done that."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Don't worry about it, babe." Susan</b></span> says, her relief restrained but obvious. <span class="susan"><b>"You're forgiven. Just forget all about it."</b></span> <b>"I will."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Can I get a kiss from the best boyfriend ever?"</b></span> She probably means you. Grinning, you lean across the table. <img src="Images/University/kiss.gif" width=300 /> Sloppy and full of tongue - damn, <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> the best thing to ever happen to you. After your quick kiss turns into a bit of a make-out session, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> rushes off to her next class with her new professor - she seems incredibly excited for it. You wish your classes were half as fun. <i>I should still look up what BBC is,</i> you decide, watching her go. <i>I'll check my computer when I get home.</i> With lunch over, you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> \ <<set $susanlunch = 1>>
You hold your ground - it's a bit unlike you, but you know it's important to stand up to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> every now and then. <b>"Listen, I was just checking your internet connection - like you asked me - and I saw all those searches. So, what's BBC? Not a hard question."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> takes a deep breath. <span class="susan"><b>"If you need to know, it's the British Broadcasting Corporation. I've been watching a lot of news for my social justice class and it's been on my mind."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/bbc.png" width=300 /> You nearly believe her. <b>"Why the hell would the British Broadcasting Corporation make you wet?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Wet?" Susan</b></span> looks at you like you're an idiot, then checks her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my god, total spelling mistake. Stupid autocorrect. I meant sad. BBC makes me sad. I'm such a wimp!"</b></span> <i>She's totally fucking lying. I've got to check my computer when I get home.</i> <b>"Oh.... sad. Right."</b> An awkward silence follows. After a minute, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets up and heads off with a quick 'bye!' With lunch over, you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> \ <<set $susandefiance += 1>> <<set $susanlunch = 1>>
You load up some BBC porn. Watching well-endowed black men dominate women in bed makes you feel both submissive and aroused. <<set $bbcset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $bbcchoice = $bbcset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bbcchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/bbc1.webp" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bbcchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/bbc2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bbcchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/bbc3.webp" width=450 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bbcchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Computer/bbc4.webp" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<else>>[[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]] <</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
Afting a bit of digging on your computer to find out exactly what BBC is, you run into two possibilities. First, that BBC is short for the British Broadcasting Corporation. That seems like it could be possible. But then again, news doesn't generally make <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> wet. <img src="Images/University/bbc.png" width=300 /> The second possibility is something entirely different. Your eyes widening in shock, you read about <b>Big Black Cock.</b> <span class="note"><b>Big Black Cock is a category of porn that focuses on and celebrates the debated idea that black men have larger phalluses than other kinds of men, together with being more well-built, masculine, and dominant. Hardline believers of this idea also advance the notion that these traits make black men genetically superior to all other males. BBC pornography is growing in popularity. Surprisingly, it is most popular among young, educated white women.</b></span> [[Curious, you keep reading->BBC Search 2]]
Before long, you're scrolling through pictures of what <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> seems to be so interested in. <img src="Images/Computer/bbc1.webp" width=300 /> The man in the video certainly has a sizable cock. You feel your ballsack shrink at the sight, more than slightly intimidated. You continue to watch, curious and maybe a touch worried for <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <i>Is she really into this?</i> <i>Am I?</i> [[It's not for me->BBC Search 3 no]] [[Oh fuck, I'm getting hard->BBC Search 3 yes]]
Sighing, you shut off the video, and think about what to do next. Maybe <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> found a new kink. It's not the craziest thing in the world - just a few weeks ago you wouldn't have dreamed of wearing panties, and now the thought excites you. People change. But you're definitely worried. <b>"Who the fuck is this professor Olivier and what is he doing to Susan?"</b> For now, you don't have any answers. [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <<set $susandefiance += 1>> <<set $bbcfound = 1>>
Caught in a bit of a daze, you switch to one video. Then another. <img src="Images/Computer/bbc2.gif" width=400 /> There's just something oddly alluring about watching a small, beautiful woman get pounded by one big black cock after another. Before you know it, you're breathing hard and heavy, while you rapidly stroke your relatively tiny dick. <img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbation3.gif" width=300 /> It isn't long before you cum hard. Afterwards, you feel a little bit ashamed, but still turned-on. You can totally see why <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> turned on by this stuff... <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <<set $bbcfound = 1>> <<set $bbcyes = 1>>
<b>"<span class="susan">Susan.</span>"</b> you say, stopping her at the threshold. <b>"What was that about me being a white beta bitch?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> goes pale at the question. After sputtering for a moment, she replies, <span class="susan"><b>"Just... just dirty talk. Why?"</b></span> <b>"Did your professor call me that?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> bites her lip. That basically means the answer is 'yes.' <img src="Images/Susan/bitelip.gif" width=400 /> <b>"I don't like this guy, babe. He seems... extreme."</b> There's a long moment of quiet. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> looks uncertain. <span class="susan"><b>"Maybe I..."</b></span> She stops, then shakes her head. <span class="susan"><b>"No, you don't know what you're talking about. Next Friday, it'll all make more sense."</b></span> But she doesn't sound entirely certain, anymore. [[Once she leaves, you head straight for bed->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $susandefiance += 1>>
Shaking your head at the thought of confronting her, you content yourself with watching her ass peak beneath her skirt as she leaves. Fuck, she's a cutie. <img src="Images/Susan/susanskirt.gif" width=300 /> <i>So what if she called me a white beta. I mean, I'm white. I'm not exactly an alpha male...</i> <b>"I'm a little beta bitch."</b> Saying the words sends a shiver down your spine. [[Yawning, you head straight for bed->Getting Ready For Sleep]]
You grab the door handle, meaning to barge in and confront them - yet you can't do it. There's something about watching your small, delicate girlfriend being held in place by that powerful man that leaves you paralyzed. It feels... rude to interupt. As the professor, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> speaks in his calm, certain tone, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods obediently to his every word. Then, it seems like he asks her to shut her eyes. She does without hesitation. There's a long silence as he simply stares at her. You watch, somehow knowing what comes next. When it does, your skin crawls. <img src="Images/Susan/susanclasskiss.jpg" width=400 /> It's one single, drawn-out kiss. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't participate so much as she let's it happen. Like how you let it happen. Then it's over, and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets up to leave. She's flushed and nervous. Feeling much the same, you slip away before she sees you. <<if $susandefiance eq 0>>As you head down the hall, you realize you have a hard-on. Watching your girlfriend get held and kissed by her professor really got you going! Shivering, you run to the nearest bathroom to [[jerk off->Susan Lunch 2 3 jerk off]]<<else>> With that over - for now - you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $susankissedolivier = 1>> <<set $time = "Evening">> \ <</if>>
Steeling yourself, you push open the door. <span class="olivier"><b>"Who the hell are you?"</b></span> the professor asks, jumping up. At the same moment, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> meets your eye and shouts, <span class="susan"><b>"$playername! What are you doing here?"</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> probably has a foot of height on you, and an extra fifty pounds of muscle. Swallowing your saliva, you say to the floor, <b>"Lunch date. Me and Susan. Today."</b> <span class="olivier"><b>"Lunch already?" Olivier</b></span> says, his voice a low rumble. <span class="olivier"><b>"Time flies when you're having fun."</b></span> For the briefest of moments, he gives you a devilish grin. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is still sitting behind him, so she can't see it. <span class="olivier"><b>"Go, Susan."</b></span> he commands. <span class="olivier"><b>"But remember what I told you. It's your role in history."</b></span> Somewhat stunned that you barged in like you did, you take <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> by the hand and lead her out. <img src="Images/Susan/holdinghands.gif" width=200 /> <i>Am I... am I a badass?</i> [[Take her to lunch->Susan Lunch 2 3 def succeed]]
You spy from the doorway, intrigued. There's something about watching your small, delicate girlfriend being held in place by that powerful man that leaves you paralyzed. It feels... rude to interupt. <<set $susandefiance -= 1>> As the professor, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> speaks in his calm, certain tone, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods obediently to his every word. Then, it seems like he asks her to shut her eyes. She does without hesitation. There's a long silence as he simply stares at her. You watch, somehow knowing what comes next. When it does, you lick your lips. <img src="Images/Susan/susanclasskiss.jpg" width=400 /> It's one single, drawn-out kiss. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't participate so much as she let's it happen. Like how you let it happen. Then it's over, and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets up to leave. She's flushed and nervous. Feeling much the same, you slip away before she sees you. <<if $susandefiance lte 0>>As you head down the hall, you realize you have a hard-on. Watching your girlfriend get held and kissed by her professor really got you going! Shivering, you run to the nearest bathroom to [[jerk off->Susan Lunch 2 3 jerk off]]<<else>> With that over - for now - you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $susankissedolivier = 1>> <<set $time = "Evening">> \ <</if>>
Unfortunately, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't think you're a badass. <span class="susan"><b>"What the hell, babe?"</b></span> she asks, pulling her hand free once you're both down the hall and well out of earshot of <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. <span class="susan"><b>"I was in the middle of my most important lesson yet."</b></span> <b>"Most important lesson? Alone? With his palms on your head? Looked more like the prelude to something else entirely."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> laughs. <span class="susan"><b>"You think I'd cheat on you, $playername? Really?"</b></span> She gives you a serious look. <img src="Images/Susan/susan9.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I'd never fuck another guy without your express permission. I promise."</b></span> Her words are half-reassuring, half-worrying. <i>Without my express permission?</i> <span class="susan"><b>"Now, I've got to get ready for our date this Friday. I'm going to open your eyes to all kinds of fun."</b></span> And just like that, she's gone. You definitely did the right thing by pulling her away from <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>, but it seems the battle's not over yet. Now that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is gone, you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $susandefiance += 2>> <<set $time = "Evening">> \
You jump into the nearest empty stall, lock the door, and drop your trousers. Your shaved, girly penis is standing at attention. The moment, you grab it, you feel like you're already about to cum. You should be angry that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> did that - and yet you feel turned on instead! <<if $bbcfound eq 1>>Your mind is filled with all of the BBC porn you've watched lately as you approach your orgasm.<</if>> <img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbation3.gif" width=300 /> When you cum, it's only a few weak spurts dripping from your cock. <i>I bet <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> can shoot way more than that.</i> You shiver. What a strange thought to have. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $susankissedolivier = 1>> <<set $time = "Evening">> \
<span class="susan"><b>"Susan,</b></span><b> babe. This was in our top ten hottest nights. I'll lick whatever plastic you want me to lick. I'll put all kinds of toys inside of you... but this whole "place in the world" schtick has got to stop."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> immediately gets defensive. <span class="susan"><b>"You only say that because you don't trust Olivier!"</b></span> <b>"I mean... yeah. That guy's a snake."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> crosses her arms, upset. <span class="susan"><b>If you're not finding a new place in the world, $playername, then why are you shaved like a woman? Why are there panties in your drawer? Oh and guess what? I heard a rumor that you wore leggings and a sports bra to the gym. <i>Leggings and a sports bra! What the fuck?!"</i></b></span> You nearly blurt out that your father's been kidnapped by the mob and things have kind of spun out of control in the days since, but you worry that it's so outlandish, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> might just break up with you then and there. <b>"I'm... going through some shit, okay?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> guard drops. She looks genuinely concerned. <img src="Images/Susan/susan10.jpg" width=300 /> She brushes your arm with her fingers. <span class="susan"><b>"Do you... do you want to talk about it?"</b></span> <b>"Uh... not yet. Still piecing it together."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh..." Susan</b></span> clasps your hand in hers. <span class="susan"><b>"Are you happy?"</b></span> You can't help but grin. <b>"Honestly... never been happier."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smiles sweetly, kisses you on the lips, and then heads home. <i>Hm...</i> you think, licking your lips. Her kiss tasted oddly delicious. <span class="purple"><i>Salty...</i></span> <i><b>Your <span class="blue">Heterosexuality</span> level has decreased!</b></i> <i><b>Your <span class="purple">Homosexuality</span> level has increased! You're feeling more submissive than ever, and you won't mind getting dolled up and pretty!</b></i> <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $hetero = 7>> <<set $homo = 3>> <<set $susandefiance += 2>>
<b>"I, um..."</b> You look away. <b>"I saw you kissing <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. After class that day."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> crosses her arms, defensive. <span class="susan"><b>"It's not what you think. It's a very advanced teaching technique - it's about building an empathic response.</b></span> <b>"Oh..."</b> It sounds possible, at least. Weird, but possible. <b>"So... that day-"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"That day and every day this week. It was just a private lesson."</b></span> she smiles, proud of herself. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm his star pupil."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan2.jpg" width=500 /> She takes a step close to you, so her lips are nearly touching yours. <span class="susan"><b>"Tell me, $playername. How did it make you feel, when I kissed him? Tell the truth."</b></span> <<if $susandefiance gte 1>><b>[["Upset."->Susan Date Het 8 Dildo 8 upset]]</b><</if>> <b>[["Maybe... maybe I kind of liked it."->Susan Date Het 8 Dildo 8 happy]]</b>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods, understanding. <span class="susan"><b>"It's a very unorthodox teaching method. I guess I could ask him to stop, if you don't like it."</b></span> <b>"I'd... er, yeah. I'd appreciate it."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Consider it done." Susan</b></span> says, before kissing you on the lips. The next moment, she's heading home. <i>Hm...</i> you think, licking your lips. <span class="purple"><i>Salty.</i></span> <img src="Images/Susan/licklips.jpg" width=400 /> <i><b>Your <span class="blue">Heterosexuality</span> level has decreased!</b></i> <i><b>Your <span class="purple">Homosexuality</span> level has increased! You're feeling more submissive than ever, and you won't mind getting dolled up and pretty!</b></i> <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $hetero = 7>> <<set $homo = 3>> <<set $susandefiance += 1>>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> eyes go wide in delight. <span class="susan"><b>"Tell me. Tell me how much you liked it."</b></span> You feel incredibly embarassed, but admitting your shameful truth to your girlfriend also feels strangely intimate. <b>"When I saw him kissing you, I... I got so hard. Harder than I've gotten for you in a long time. I had to run to the washroom and jerk off right then and there."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Mmmm..." Susan's</b></span> eyes flutter at your words. <span class="susan"><b>"So then you'll definitely want me to keep kissing him. Right?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan10.jpg" width=300 /> Her words alone are enough for your cock to spring erect. You feel yourself nodding. <span class="susan"><b>"Consider it done." Susan</b></span> says, before kissing you on the lips. The next moment, she's heading home. <i>Hm...</i> you think, licking your lips. <span class="purple"><i>Salty.</i></span> <i><b>Your <span class="blue">Heterosexuality</span> level has decreased!</b></i> <i><b>Your <span class="purple">Homosexuality</span> level has increased! You're feeling more submissive than ever, and you won't mind getting dolled up and pretty!</b></i> <i><b>New porn unlocked!</b></i> [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $hetero = 7>> <<set $homo = 3>> <<set $susancuck = 1>> <<set $susandefiance = 0>>
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" width=400 /> Thankfully, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is out today, so a substitute professor is filling in for her. Probably another one of her experimental classes... whatever those are. Because it's just a substitute professor, the class is way shorter and <i>way</i> more normal than usual. It wraps up in two hours, so you decide to grab some lunch on campus. As you're passing what you think is an empty classroom, you just barely hear a woman's voice. Not just any woman - <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>! You peer inside to see her speaking to <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. The professor does not look pleased. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> looks like she's handling herself just fine, so you wait outside until she leaves. <b>"Babe - tough chat with the prof?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> looks worried. <span class="susan"><b>"I told him we had to stop the empathic response lessons. He says he's docking twenty-five percent off my grade as a result. Something about being unable to grasp the material without physical empathy for social justice."</b></span> <b>"Wait - can he do that? Is that even legal?"</b> She nods. <span class="susan"><b>"Come on, $playername. I need a good grade this year. I would never go against your wishes... but won't you let me complete his lessons? It's just a kiss!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan2.jpg" width=550 /> [["Well... fine, I guess if it's for grades you can."->Susan Lunch 3 yes]] <<if $susandefiance gte 4>>[["No way. We talked about this."->Susan Lunch 3 no]]<</if>> <<set $susanlunch = 3>>
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" height=300 width=400 /> Thankfully, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is out today, so a substitute professor is filling in for her. Probably another one of her experimental classes... whatever those are. Because it's just a substitute professor, the class is way shorter and <i>way</i> more normal than usual. It wraps up in two hours, so you decide to grab some lunch on campus. As you're passing what you think is an empty classroom, you just barely hear a woman's sighing. Not just any woman - <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>! Peering inside, you see she's having another private session with her professor of social justice, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. They're in the middle of one of their empathic response lessons, and they both seem really into it today. <img src="Images/Susan/susanclasskiss2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> is easily carrying your girlfriend, his hands gently pawing at her ass. She is absorbed in his deep kisses, her eyes fluttering and soft sighs slipping through her lips. <b>"Woah,"</b> you whisper, instantly getting hard. A part of you is embarassed, a part of you wants it to stop, but a growing part of you loves watching your girlfriend being taken by this true alpha male. After all, you <i>did</i> tell her to keep kissing her professor. As you watch the make-out session, your hand drifts to your stiff cock. <i>I've got to get to a washroom!</i> [[You rush off to a stall->Susan Lunch 3 cuck 2]] <<set $susanlunch = 3>>
Once you're in the stall, you give your throbbing girlcock three quick strokes. You're so turned on by the sight of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> making out with her professor, that's all you need to cum. <img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbationcum.gif" width=600 /> After you clean up, you return to the classroom, only to find it empty. <i>Did they leave alone, or together?</i> Curious, you wander over to the desk they were making out over. It's surface is just a bit damp. Mesmerized, you lean in and smell <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> heady scent. <i>Woah, she was really wet today...</i> As your feminine cock surges back upright at the thought, you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">>
<span class="susan"><b>"Oh - thank you, babe!" Susan</b></span> says, giving you a hug. <span class="susan"><b>"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"</b></span> She does a little spin in the hallway. <span class="susan"><b>"<i>I'm soooo excited for my next lesson with professor Olivier!"</i></b></span> she sings, prancing down the hall, then back to you. You're suddenly a bit nervous. <i>Wait, what did I just agree to again?</i> <b>"This is for your grades, right?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Obviously!" Susan</b></span> shouts, running back to the classroom. <span class="susan"><b>"I've got to tell him right now! Thanks, babe!"</b></span> And... she's gone. You watch her clip away on her heels until she's out of sight. <img src="Images/Susan/walkingaway.webp" width=400 /> <i>Shit, she's totally crushing on him.</i> With a sigh, you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susandefiance -= 1>>
<b>"I'm sorry, babe. He's bad news."</b> You feel a bit guilty saying this - you've had a few... <i>close encounters</i> with people besides <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lately. But none of them are like <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. The guy's a manipulative snake. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pouts, but relents. <span class="susan"><b>"If you say so, $playername. Oh my... I might need to find a new major."</b></span> <b>"As long as it's not gender studies."</b> She snorts, but it's clear that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is still worried about getting a failing grade because of you. <b>"Come on. I'll buy you lunch."</b> you say, taking her hand. <img src="Images/Susan/holdinghands.gif" width=200 /> During lunch <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is quiet and somber. Once or twice, you catch her glancing towards <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> classroom wistfully. She keeps one of her hands pressed between her thighs during the entire lunch. Afterwards, you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susandefiance += 2>>
<<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>At the last moment, you realize you're still wearing a girly outfit! Mortified, you change into something normal, then put on a brave face and head to the door. <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> \ <<set $overwear = "green shirt and jeans">> <</if>> \ The moment you see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, you can tell that something's up. <<if $susandefiance gte 4>>She seems uncertain, like she's been wrestling with something in her mind<<else>>She seems excited, like she's been planning for something exceptionally naughty tonight.<</if>> <img src="Images/Susan/susan1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Hey babe,"</b> you say, letting her in. <b>"Why do I get the feeling we're not watching a movie tonight?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> grins<<if $susandefiance gte 4>> but you can tell she's nervous<</if>>. <span class="susan"><b>"I've got a question I need to ask you,"</b></span> she says<<if $susancuck eq 1>>, licking her lips<</if>>. <span class="susan"><b>"But first, you deserve a reward."</b></span> She takes a step forwards. A bit unnerved, you take a step back. <b>"Reward? What kind of reward?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Let's just say it involves your <<if $susancuck eq 1>>teeny, weeny white boy <</if>>cock."</b></span> She grabs your crotch, pinning you in place. Face to face, you can see how <<if $susandefiance gte 4>>nervous<<else>>eager<</if>> she is. <b>"And... <i>ah</i>... what do I deserve a reward for?"</b> On her tip toes, her lips brush your ears.<<if $susancuck eq 0>> <span class="susan"><b>"Look at you, all smooth and made-up. Who would have thought my boyfriend would get cuter than me? I can see how kinky you've gotten, lately, my little dildo sucker. My littler cum eater."</b></span> She squeezes your cock. <span class="susan"><b>"I've been getting freaky but you've been out-freaking me - surely that deserves some celebration?"</b></span> <<else>> <span class="susan"><b>"Letting me learn about social justice straight from my professor's lips. Letting me taste it on his tongue. Stretching out my tight cunt until it couldn't possibly hold your tiny excuse for a cock anymore."</b></span>. She squeezes your dick. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm so loose... only one thing can really fit me now. Surely that deserves some celebration?"</b></span><</if>> Swallowing your saliva, you nod. Your cock is hard as a rock<<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>> beneath your panties.<</if>><<if $toy neq "nude">>Your anus clenches, squeezing down on your buttplug and pushing on your prostate.<</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"Now take off your clothes,</b></span> <<if $susancuck eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>lover boy."</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>sissy boy."</b></span><</if>> [[You do as you're told.->Susan Date Het6 2]]
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" width=400 /> Thankfully, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is out today, so a substitute professor is filling in for her. This happens pretty often - <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> runs experimental classes now and then, so substitutes are always ready to fill in for her. Because it's just a substitute professor, the class is way shorter and <i>way</i> more normal than usual. It wraps up in two hours, so you decide to grab some lunch on campus. As you look for a table in the crowded cafeteria, you spot a familiar-looking woman eating by herself. <b>"Hey... that's <span class="katie">Katie</span>!"</b> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie4.jpg" width=500 /> You're close enough that she can hear you. <span class="katie"><b>"What's going on, hot shot?"</b></span> You drop into the seat across from her. <b>"Honestly, just trying to survive. It's been a weird few days."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"I bet. It's not every day that you put on women's underwear and strut in a one-suit all evening. Well, not yet it isn't."</b></span> You smirk. <b>"It's a lot to get used to, but I'm not complaining."</b> <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>><span class="katie"><b>"Not complaining? Fuck off - you love it. I bet you're wearing panties right now."</b></span> Your blush confirms it. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> snickers, then adds, <span class="katie"><b>"Told ya. The panties don't lie."</b></span> <</if>> [[Ask her what she's doing here.->Katie Lunch 1 2]]
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" width=400 /> Thankfully, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is out today, so a substitute professor is filling in for her. Probably another one of her experimental classes... whatever those are. Because it's just a substitute professor, the class is way shorter and <i>way</i> more normal than usual. It wraps up in two hours, so you decide to grab some lunch on campus. As you look for a table in the crowded cafeteria, you spot a familiar-looking woman eating by herself. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>! <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie4.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"Hey <span class="katie">Katie</span>,"</b> you say, passing by her. <b>"How's class?"</b> When she spots you, <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> face lights up and she jumps out of her seat. <span class="katie"><b>"Hot shot! Just the gal I was looking for! Come on."</b></span> She takes your arm and leads you away from the cafeteria. So much for lunch. You follow along, unsure as to where you're going, until you arrive at <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> destination. <img src="Images/University/ladieswashroom.jpg" width=400 /> <b>"Wait!"</b> you say, pulling free of grip just before she steps in. <b>"That's the women's washroom."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"You know, your powers of observation never cease to amaze me. Here's a bit of wisdom: if you can pass as a waitress, you can pass as a pair of shaved, sexy legs at the bottom of a stall. Now - in!"</b></span> [[And just like that, you stumble inside.->Katie Lunch 2 2]]
<b>"So what are you doing on campus anyway?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> blinks at you, slowly. <span class="katie"><b>"I'm... learning. What the fuck kind of question is that?"</b></span> <b>"Wait..."</b><i> Wow, I'm dumb.</i> <b>"You're a student?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Yes, moron, I'm a student." Katie</b></span> drops a massive pile of books onto the table as if to prove the point. <img src="Images/University/books1.jpg" width=250 /> <span class="katie"><b>"What, you thought when I wasn't at work, I disappeared into thin air?"</b></span> Embarassed, you wince at her teasing. <b>"I'm sorry, I... damn, you're studying business? That's no joke."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Accounting's a bitch, yeah, but it's the language money speaks, right?" Katie</b></span> grins. <span class="katie"><b>"Wait, let me guess. You thought I was in some dumbass degree like gender studies?"</b></span> For long moment, neither of you speak. <b>"Er... <i>I'm</i> in gender studies."</b> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiesurprised.gif" width=300 /> She tries her hardest not to laugh... but she's not too successful. <span class="katie"><b>"You're one of a kind, hot shot. The more I get to know you, the more I want to know."</b></span> She gets up. <span class="katie"><b>"I'll see you at work. Don't forget your panties."</b></span> And then she's gone. After you finish your lunch, you consider where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $katielunch = 1>>
The first thing you notice is that the washroom is empty. <i>Thank God.</i> The second thing is the smell. It smells <i>heavenly</i>, like a faint citrus purfume. The third thing is the room itself. It's huge, luxurious, and cleaner than the men's room has ever been or will ever be. <img src="Images/University/ladieswashroominside.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Not bad,"</b> you mutter, as <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> laughs before pushing you into an empty stall. She takes the stall beside you. You stand there, still not entirely sure what you're doing. In the next stall, you hear <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> rummage with her belt and then drop onto the toilet seat. You can see her leggings and sexy black panties piled at her feet. <span class="katie"><b>"Come on, then. Go pee, would you?"</b></span> <b>"Uh... <i>why</i>?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Oh my God..."</b></span> She sighs. When again she speaks, she sounds almost flustered - it's very unlike her. <span class="katie"><b>"You know how some guys can't pee in a public washroom unless they're alone? Well, I'm like the opposite. I need a girlfriend in the stall beside me or I can't go."</b></span> Your heart flutters. <i>She thinks we're friends?</i> You didn't think you could ever have a friend as cool as <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. The next moment, you've undone your belt and have your small cock in your hands, its head aimed at the toilet bowl. <span class="katie"><b>"Not like that! Sit down and pee like a girl, for God's sake!"</b></span> <b>"Oh - right!"</b> You drop your pants and plop down onto the toilet seat, then glance down and to your right. You can't see much of the way <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is sitting from your view point, but it seems like her legs are angled so thighs press together. Trying to get into the feel of it, you imitate her position. <img src="Images/University/ontoilet.jpg" width=400 /> Sitting like this, your dick is entirely hidden by your thighs. It almost looks like you could have a pussy tucked between your legs. That thought, plus the scent of the washroom, puts you into a state of deep relaxation. All of your pelvic floor muscles unclench. Without meaning to, you start to pee. It's not so much <i>pushing</i> out your stream as it is passively letting it happen. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> sighs and her own stream picks up the very next moment. <span class="katie"><b>"<i>Ahhh....</i> heaven."</b></span> she moans. You can't help but smile. This is <i>way</i> more relaxing than peeing as a guy! Peeing with your girlfriends is definitely the way to go. <i>Wait,</i> you think, dabbing the head of your cock with a tissue. <i>I can pee like a girl whenever I want!</i> Once you and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> wash your hands, you go your separate ways. So, where to? [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $katielunch = 2>>
As you run through a common jogging path near your campus, you spot two women walking not too far ahead of you. You slow down, half to catch your breath and half to enjoy the sight of their bouncing asses. It's always a treat when you end up behind a few cute girls! But as you get a bit closer, you realize something - those two girls are actually <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and one of her close friends from high school. You nearly call out to them before you pick up on their conversation. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"What about $playername? How big is he?"</b></span> the friend asks. She has her hands spread maybe six inches apart from one another. <i>Wait... are they talking about dick?</i> Intrigued, you quietly get a bit closer. <span class="susan"><b>"Umm... not quite that big." Susan</b></span> says. Her friend moves her hands closer together. Five inches apart. <span class="susan"><b>"A bit smaller."</b></span> Four and a quarter inches. <span class="susan"><b>"Perfect!"</b></span> The friend snorts, unimpressed, so <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives her a playful push. <span class="susan"><b>"He's fun-sized, and <i>very</i> enthusiastic."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Fun-sized? That's a euphemism for small."</b></span> She wags a finger in <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> face. <span class="pink"><b>"You don't know what you're missing! There's a whole world of dick you're blind to."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sighs. <span class="susan"><b>"I still can't believe you cheated on Luke with that football player."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Cheat? Susey - Luke let me do it. It just took a bit of explaining."</b></span> <i>Now this is some juicy fucking gossip...</i> [[You keep spying->Susan Jog 1 2]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> stops in her tracks. You slip into a nearby bush to avoid being seen, but it doesn't look like you were spotted. <span class="susan"><b>"Okay, explain this to me again."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's simple. We started watching a lot of that interracial porn I sent you last week, and I kept talking about how it seemed like a totally different experience. You know, with one like <i>that.</i>"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods, uncertain. <span class="pink"><b>"The more I talked about it, the more into it Luke seemed. So we found a friend online and invited him over."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"You slut.... how... big are we talking about?"</b></span> The friend creates a space between her hands. Six inches... seven inches... eight... <i>nine inches!</i> <img src="Images/Susan/hands1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my God, did it hurt?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Only at the start, but afterwards... a whole new world of pleasure, Susey. Honestly, I'm not the outlier here, you are. The future is as hot as it is dark. And I'm not talking about global warming."</b></span> They laugh, and start walking again. You watch them go, perplexed. <span class="susan"><b>"And Luke?" Susan</b></span> asks, just before they're out of earshot. <span class="pink"><b>"I mean, I had to ditch him. In the end, he wasn't as into it as he thought, and <i>I</i> wasn't as into him as <i>I</i> thought. The last time we were together, it was like pushing a pinky up there. Felt nothing at all..."</b></span> And then they're gone. <i>Damn... <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> got some crazy friends.</i> [[Go home and hit the showers->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susanjog = 1>>
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" width=400 /> Thankfully, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is out today, so a substitute professor is filling in for her. Probably another one of her experimental classes... whatever those are. Because it's just a substitute professor, the class is way shorter and <i>way</i> more normal than usual. It wraps up in two hours, so you decide to grab some lunch on campus. As you look for a table in the crowded cafeteria, you spot a familiar-looking face at a table by himself. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, mowing down a burger. Even though the cafeteria is air conditioned and almost chilly, he's going shirtless today. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=350 /> <b>"Hey, man!"</b> you say, dropping into the seat across from <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>"Broski - skipping class like a champ!"</b></span> <b>"Not really - just got out early."</b> You start digging into your plate of ketchup-covered fries. <b>"What about you, busy day?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> taps his forehead. <span class="todd"><b>"Every day should be a busy day, bro. Reps to grind, games to play, ladies to slay."</b></span> <b>"Amen to that."</b> <i>Though <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is the only lady I slay. She's plenty!</i> <span class="todd"><b>"Woah!"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, pointing at your chin. <span class="todd"><b>"Major ketchup leakage. Might wanna lick that up."</b></span> <b>"Huh?"</b> You lick around your mouth, but can't seem to find the ketchup. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> watches you as you struggle, an intense gleam to his eyes. He seems to be enjoying himself. <span class="todd"><b>"Bro, you'll never get it. Let me."</b></span> [[He reaches forwards.->Todd Lunch 1 2]]
It happens too fast for you to do much but accept it. In a crowded caefteria, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is running his forefinger across your chin and lower lip, scooping up half-dried ketchup. He's taking his time, and his touch is surprisingly gentle. For some reason, your heart starts to race. <span class="todd"><b>"There. We. Go!" Todd</b></span> says, pleased with himself. Yet he doesn't pull his finger back. <span class="todd"><b>"You're not going waste this top quality sauce, are you?"</b></span> You swallow. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> stare is intense, but his smile seems genuine. <b>"You want me to... eat it?"</b> His finger hovers just beyond your lips. Your breathing quickens. <span class="todd"><b>"It's just ketchup, bro. Don't make it weird."</b></span> <i>Right! Why am I making this weird? And why am I so nervous?</i> As if it's a totally normal thing to do, you lean forwards a bit and draw your tongue across your best friend's forefinger. The moment you do, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> slips the finger past your lips. Into it now, you suck the salty ketchup off his skin. <img src="Images/Gym/fingersuck1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmmm..."</b></span> you say, your voice breaking. <b>"That was nice."</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> grinning like a moron. he licks his already-wet finger. <span class="todd"><b>"Got it all off! Impressive skills, brosky. You were born in the wrong body!"</b></span> You laugh at his joke, but the thought lingers. <i>Born in the wrong body? Is that possible?</i> Then lunch is over, and it's time to decide where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $toddlunch = 1>>
As you jog through a forested trail behind your apartment, you spot a man running the opposite way. Even from afar, you can tell he's totally ripped, and he's got a great runner's stride. For some reason, you bite your lip, almost excited to see him up close. And when he <i>does</i> get close, you realize something - that's <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>! You slow down and let him run up to you. As he does, your eyes get drawn down, past his face, past his bulging chest... and right to his crotch. <i>Holy shit.</i> <img src="Images/Gym/toddjogging1.gif" width=550 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is packing serious heat beneath the belt. His hefty man-cock bounces and flops with every stride, and his loose gym shorts do nothing to hide the impressive, almost dizzying display. Your asshole involuntarily clenches at the sight, and your diminutive dick responds as well. <i>Fuck, am I <span class="purple">getting hard</span>?</i> <span class="todd"><b>"Bro!!!" Todd</b></span> shouts as he comes to a stop. <span class="todd"><b>"Fancy meeting you on this fine trail. Nothing like some morning cardio to get the juices flowing, right?"</b></span> <i>Something's definitely flowing.</i> You cross your legs to hide your semi hard-on. <b>"Cardio's good, but I'm basically done for the day. My legs are already killing me.</b>" <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> nods, walking around you, studying your legs like you were some mare up for auction. It's a weird feeling... but kind of nice. <span class="todd"><b>"Bro, your glutes are totally tight. You need to learn to let go, or you'll pull something nasty. You get all out of sorts mid-jog, nothing short of a pelvic massage will help."</b></span> <b>"Pelvic massage?"</b> It almost sounds kinky. Or made-up. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> nods. <span class="todd"><b>"Very intense technique. Targets tissue from the core outwards. I'll show you some other time. Gotta run!"</b></span> And then he's gone. You watch him go, still unnerved by the butterflies in your stomach. [[Go home and hit the showers->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $toddjog = 1>>
Today you really push yourself during your jog. You finish a full lap of the forest trail, then decide to do another - but this time, you push yourself to go even faster than before. Soon you're a sweaty mess and you can hardly breathe, but still you keep the pace up. <i>No pain, no gain!</i> you think, almost dizzy, as you turn a corner. Then there's a sharp pain in your left ass cheek. Your leg goes limp, and you stumble to the ground. Cursing, you force yourself back up only to drop to the ground once more. <img src="Images/Gym/tripping.gif" width=450 /> As you lie on the grass, catching your breath and cursing, a sharp pain starts to radiate from your left ass cheek outwards. <b>"Fuck... I totally pulled my left glute."</b> Consigned to your fate of being stuck on the trail for the next hour while you recover, you shut your eyes and try to ignore the pain. That's when you hear a voice. <span class="todd"><b>"Bro! I saw the tumble. You okay?</b></span> Opening your eyes, you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> leaning over you, dressing in his usual jogging gear. For once, he doesn't seem cheerful - instead, genuine concern mars his cute face. <b>"Hey <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>... might have gone a bit too hard. Pulled my glute."</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Classic mistake. You know, as your trainer, I take this as a personal failing. I'll make it right." Todd</b></span> drops to his knees and the next moment he's got his large hands groping your ass. <span class="todd"><b>"Does that hurt?"</b></span> <b>"A little..."</b> you whisper. You don't mention that it also feels kind of nice. <span class="todd"><b>"Alright, I need to feel the tissue more closely. Stand up and put your hands on my shoulders."</b></span> You obey without hesitation. Leaning on <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> for support, you're able to get onto your feet. The next moment, he pulls down your jeans and paws at your panty-clad ass with both hands. <img src="Images/Gym/joggrope1.gif" width=450 /> <i>Oh fuck, he can see my panties!</i> You're crimson with embarassment, but <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> doesn't even comment. In this position, his face is basically hovering right beside your crotch, but he doesn't seem to care. Well, he bites his lip in satisfaction, but that could be for a variety of reasons. <span class="todd"><b>"Alright bro, looks like you're gonna need a pelvic massage. Take off your panties."</b></span> [[Wait... what?->Todd Jog 2 2]]
<span class="todd"><b>"The muscle is just going to get more sore unless we apply some continuous pressure right now. If you want to walk without a limp tomorrow, I'm gonna need to a do a quick procedure. Just a massage."</b></span> You swallow your saliva. Just the thought of taking off your panties for <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is so nerve-wreaking, and yet so alluring, too. <span class="purple"><i>I don't just want to take off my panties for Todd... I want him to take off my panties!</i></span> <b>"Could you..."</b> You can't believe you're going to ask this. <b>"Could you pull them off?</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> smiles. For a second, there's a fire to his eyes - almost a hunger - but then it's gone, replaced by his usual chilled-out look. <span class="todd"><b>"No worries, bro. Just shout if someone runs down the trail."</b></span> <i>Oh, fuck - we're on a trail!</i> For some reason, you totally forgot you could be seen. Luckily, it's early, and there's no sign of anyone coming. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> takes hold of your panties. What he thinks about you wearing feminine underwear, you have no idea. He pulls them down and grabs hold of your ass, while you work to throw off your shirt - for some reason, it feels like it's appropriate for you to be completely naked. <img src="Images/Gym/joggrope2.gif" width=450 /> <span class="todd"><b>"The pelvic massage is all about targeting the muscle from within." Todd</b></span> explains, as he squeezes your ass cheeks harder, and works his thumbs closer to your boypussy. <span class="todd"><b>"This'll feel a bit uncomfortable, but I need get a finger past your asshole, bro. If you're okay with it, I mean."</b></span> <b>"Ummm..."</b> <<if $toy neq "nude">>It's at that moment, as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> works closer and closer to your hole, that you realize you've made a huge mistake. <i>My buttplug!</i> It's still sitting securely in your asshole, pushing against your anal walls and leaving you feeling full and pleasant. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> definitely going to see it! <span class="todd"><b>"Woah!"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, his fingers brushing the toy. <span class="todd"><b>"That's new."</b></span> You want to die. You want your life to be over. <b>"I can explain?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"No need, bro. I know what a prostate is. This is a judgement free jog."</b></span> And the next moment, he gently pulls out the buttplug. A rush of air escapes your loosened hole, and a wave of pleasure sweeps through your limbs. <span class="pink"><b><i>"oooh..."</i></b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/buttplugpull2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> Feeling a bit weak, you lean on <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> for support. Your eyes are shut, but can hear him spit on his hands. <span class="todd"><b>"You'll love this, bro. Trust me."</b></span> You're in too deep, and too turned on to go back now. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Do it."</i></b></span> [[He pushes in.->Todd Jog 2 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
<span class="todd"><b><i>"You're so tight, bro."</i></b></span> That's the first thing <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> says, after pushing against your asshole for a moment. <<if $toy neq "nude">>Even though you were just loosened by your buttplug, you used better lube than spit to fit that in your tight hole.<</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"I'm going to need some more spit."</b></span> The next moment, his fingers are in your mouth. You accept them, sliding them past your lips and pushing as much saliva as you can onto them. <i>Wow, he has thick fingers.</i> He starts to push them in and out of your mouth, rhythmically. A low groan escapes your throat. <img src="Images/Gym/fingersuck2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Perfect, bro." Todd</b></span> whispers. His demeanor has changed a little. He seems more serious. <span class="todd"><b><i>"Push against my fingers, okay? You're doing great."</i></b></span> Still leaning on him for support, you just nod your head rapidly. You're sweating from keeping your weight on one leg, and from the heat of the moment. This feels clinical, and yet sensual. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is being not just compassionate, but passionate. Intimate, even. You're naked, injured, with your legs spread apart and your asshole open and facing <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. Your small balls and your smooth, girly penis are also on display, though he's facing your back now so he can't see much of them. You feel weak, vulnerable, and intensely turned on. When <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> meaty finger comes knocking against your asshole, you simply surrender yourself to his touch. Your hole relaxes. His finger slips in. <img src="Images/Gym/toddfingering1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"That's good." Todd</b></span> whispers, pushing his finger in and out of your boypussy. With his other hand, he starts carefully massaging your left ass cheek. <span class="pink"><b>"ohmygod... ohmygod..."</b></span> Your whispers sound girly and weak. You can't move. You can't do anything but be sensually fingered and massaged by this powerful man. Blood rushes to the head of your girlcock with every slow, deliberate thrust of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> finger into your boypussy. It's a whole new kind of pleasure - even stronger than your buttplug! <span class="pink"><b>"Todd...!"</b></span> you say, urgently. <span class="todd"><b>"Almost done, bro."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"oh... oh... me too - me too! ME-"</b></span> [[You lose control->Todd Jog 2 4]] <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $toy = "nude">>
Just as your ass muscles unclench and the pain leaves your glutes, your balls compress against your pelvis and a fiery lance of pleasure shoots from your boypussy straight through to your heart. Letting out a low moan, cum spills from your dick even though no one even touched it. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> keeps pushing his finger in and out of your lubed up boypussy, which seems to elongate your orgasm and make more and more cum drip out of your cock. <img src="Images/Gym/toddfingering1cum.gif" width=400 /> Sweaty, exhausted, and thoroughly satisfied, you drop to the ground in a heap. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> kneels down beside you. Now that your climax has passed and sense has returned to you, you can't even look him in the eye. <i>What the fuck just happened... did he? Did I?</i> <span class="todd"><b>"I've read about that happening..." Todd</b></span> offers, weakly. He sounds a bit embarassed himself. <span class="todd"><b>"Some people just have really sensitive assholes. It's totally normal."</b></span> You wince, but can't help but fawn over how nice he's being. He could have called you a fag and ran off. He didn't. <b>"No judgement on this jog, right?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Right." Todd</b></span> says, helping you up and handing you your panties. <b>"And we never speak of this to anyone, ever."</b> <span class="todd"><b>"You got it, bro."</b></span> <b>"Thanks."</b> Out of the corner of your vision, you spot <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> groin. He is <i>incredibly erect.</i> His girthy man-cock is no longer flopping about, but is instead pointed directly up. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock3.jpg" width=400 /> <i>He's turned on... <span class="purple">by me</span>.</i> But before anything else can happen, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> heads off to finish his jog. You dress in silence, contemplating what just happened. <i>Things are changing between <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and I. I can feel it, and I bet he can feel it too.</i> Thinking about his meaty dick again, your boypussy clenches three times in quick succession. A shiver runs down your spine. [[Go home and hit the showers->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $toddjog = 2>>
You head over to your Gender Studies class <img src="Images/University/genderstudiesclass1.jpg" width=400 /> Thankfully, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is out today, so a substitute professor is filling in for her. Probably another one of her experimental classes... whatever those are. Because it's just a substitute professor, the class is way shorter and <i>way</i> more normal than usual. It wraps up in two hours, so you decide to grab some lunch on campus. Just when you arrive at the cafeteria, a familar urge strikes you. <i>Weird, I usually don't have to pee until I get home,</i> you think, heading to the men's washroom. <img src="Images/University/menswashroom.jpg" width=450 /> You sigh upon entering the empty washroom. After seeing how nice, clean, and relaxing a washroom experience can be when you went with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> to pee, the men's washroom just doesn't feel the same. <i>If I wore a dress to school, would anyone think twice if I used the other washroom?</i> you wonder, wistfully, before approaching a urinal. But when you get to the urinal and unzip your pants, nothing happens. Your bladder feels full, but nothing's flowing. The whole position - standing, leaning over the urinal with your dick in your hands - it just feels <i>wrong.</i> Shaking your head, you slip into a stall and plop onto a seat. Once your <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>>panties<<else>>boxers<</if>> are at your ankles and your girly penis is tucked between your thighs, it all comes easily. The only sound in the washroom is the gentle trickle of you peeing like a girl. <img src="Images/University/ontoilet2.jpg" width=550 /> <span class="pink"><b><i>"Ahhh..."</i></b></span> [[Much better!->Katie Lunch 3 2]]
It's as you're waiting for your bladder to empty that your gaze wanders to your left. For a moment, you're not sure what exactly you're looking it. There's some kind of... damage to the wall of the toilet stall. There's a hole in it! <img src="Images/University/gloryhole1.jpg" width=400 /> It's a glory hole! Well, really it's just hole, and it's clear there's no one on the other side of it. Still, knowing it's there is a bit unnerving. <i>Some guy could just stick his shlong through it, and I'd...</i> You shiver. You wouldn't touch a stranger's dick! <i>I'm not <span class="purple">gay</span> or anything like that. I think. I mean I know.</i> And yet... your eyes won't leave the hole. An image plays through your mind, despite your half-hearted fight to stop it. A big, meaty cock just hanging there, flaccid. You feel your mouth fill with saliva. <b>"Nope,"</b> you mutter, shaking your head. <b>"Nope, nope, nope. Leaving now."</b> But when you reach for toilet paper to dab your dripping cock dry, you find you're fully - almost <i>painfully</i> - erect. <img src="Images/University/gloryholeerect.jpg" width=400 /> You want nothing more than to leave, but your girlcock is begging for attention... [[Resist the urge->Katie Lunch 3 3 no]] [[Shamefully masturbate->Katie Lunch 3 3 yes]]
After a long, tense moment, you summon up the willpower to force your erection into your jeans and exit the stall. At the last moment, you glance back at the gloryhole. It's nothing but an empty hole in a university washroom, and yet it almost feels like it's... <i>taunting</i> you. <img src="Images/University/gloryhole1.jpg" width=400 /> Like it knows you'll be back. <b>"Probably best not to read into that too much."</b> you whisper to yourself, leaving the washroom. With class over, you consider where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $katielunch = 3>>
Unable to resist your turgid, pulsing dick. You grip it by the head and start stroking in a frenzy. All the while, you keep your eyes fixed on the gloryhole, and the hefty man-cocks that could snake out of it at any moment. Your orgasm startles you with its speed and intensity. Before you can react, cum is spurting onto your chest. <img src="Images/University/gloryholemasturbate.gif" width=400 /> <b>"Fuck..."</b> you whisper, feeling nothing but shame now that your arousal is gone. You work to scoop the sticky cum off your chest and onto toilet paper, but you can't get all of it. You pull your shirt on and leave the stall, blushing with embarassment. Your skin smells a bit like semen, now. Before you go, you cast one look back at the gloryhole. It was entirely empty the whole time, and yet just the thought of some anonymous cock poking out of it sent you over the edge. <img src="Images/University/gloryhole1.jpg" width=400 /> <i>Shit, do I have a gloryhole fetish?</i> You can only imagine what you might be tempted to do, if a man was on the other side... After leaving the washroom, you consider where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $katielunch = 3>> <<set $gloryholeslut = 1>>
You enter class a moment before it begins. Looking around, it seems <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> isn't here yet. That's great, because she would probably <i>somehow</i> know that you're wearing a small, metal buttplug up your ass, and she'd likely as not make some snide comment about it. With a sigh of relief, you make your way to your seat. Every step you take, you're hyper-conscious of the sex toy lodged firmly up your bum. You're still in no way used to it. As you walk, it presses against the walls of your anus, sending waves of warmth deep inside your lower abdomen. You find yourself walking with a bit of a sway to your hips, like you need to give it space. Worst - or best - of all, it's definitely having an effect on your arousal. It's just barely pushing on your prostate. It never turns you on enough to get you hard, but your girlcock has been in a state of slight engorgement all morning. It's almost hard to think straight. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Fuck..."</i></b></span> you quietly moan, sitting down. As you plant your ass on the wooden seat, the plug pushes another half-inch up your boypussy. You wiggle your hips a bit, causing it to tickle your prostate. Shivering, you feel a single bead of gooey pre-cum dripple out of your dick. <span class="teacher"><b>"Enjoying yourself, $playername?</b></span> comes a voice from behind you. <b>"<span class="teacher">Ms. Domina</span>!"</b> you say, turning around <img src="Images/University/teacher1.jpg" width=300 /> She was sitting behind you the whole time. Now she wears a satisfied smirk. <span class="teacher"><b>"It's a different kind of pleasure, is it not? Almost... overwhelming."</b></span> You swallow your saliva. <b>"I don't know what you mean."</b> She gets up. <span class="teacher"><b>"The stain on your jeans says otherwise."</b></span> Glancing down, you see that the 'single bead' of pre-cum was actually <i>way more</i> than that. To your shame, the sight of it makes your stomach gurgle, greedy to taste. <span class="teacher"><b>"Class." Ms. Domina</b></span> once she reaches her desk. <span class="teacher"><b>"Today we're going to have a very special lecture about a very important part of every woman's body."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Today we'll learn all about the anus, and how critical it is to women's rights."</b></span> You nearly break out laughing. [[Wait. She's serious->Buttplug Class 2]]
You're about to head into the gym when a tide of angry gym-goers bursts out the front door, all of them in different states of undress and most of them completely soaked. Last to leave is <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, looked relaxed and generally unconcerned about whatever's caused this mass exodus from the gym. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Hey man,"</b> you say, walking up to him. <b>"What happened in there?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives you a high five strong enough to leave your palm stinging. <span class="todd"><b>"Bro, you wouldn't believe it - someone tried to smoke a joint in the sauna! <i>Hilarious!"</i></b></span> His smile slackens somewhat. <span class="todd"><b>"But also a major violation of the fire code. Anyway, the sprinkler system went off. No workout today."</b></span> Behind you, distant fire engines wail as they approach. <img src="Images/Gym/firetruck.jpg" width=400 /> You take the news about missing your workout with mixed feelings. On one hand, your glutes are still killing you from all the squats <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> made you do last time. On the other hand, a small part of you was kind of looking forward to trying on those <span class="pink">tight leggings</span> again. <b>"So what now?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> whips out his phone. Luckily, it seems dry. <span class="todd"><b>"Check this out, brosky. You're gonna flip."</b></span> [[See what has Todd so pumped.->Phone with Todd 2]]
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> appears to be playing an old video game on his phone. <i>Wait.</i> That's not just any video game. That's your and his favorite game of all time - <i>Frantic Fantasy 7!</i> <img src="Images/Gym/franticfantasy1.jpg" width=350 /> <b>"No way - you can play that on your phone?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Modern technology man, modern technology..."</b></span> He's still early in the game. In fact, he's at one of your favorite moments. The game's protagonist, <span class="blue"><b>Storm</b></span>, is reminiscing with his childhood friend and sweetheart, <span class="pink"><b>Sifa Clockheart</b></span>, before their next dangerous mission. <b>"Shame they don't end up together,"</b> you mutter, watching <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> click through the game's dialogue. <span class="todd"><b>"I know, bro - I ship them so hard. Well, at least they get that secret date at the Silver Saucer if you choose all the right dialogue options. I always make sure to do that."</b></span> He cracks a grin. <span class="todd"><b>"Sifa's like, the girl of my dreams."</b></span> Nodding, you step a bit closer to get a better view. <b>"If only you could find a real-life <span class="pink">Sifa-</span>"</b> Like a fool, you stumble over your own shoelace, and knock <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> phone from his hands. Down it goes! [[Grab it!->Phone with Todd 3 save]] [[Panic!->Phone with Todd 3 fail]]
With a darting thrust, you snatch the phone in mid-air, but lose your balance in the process. Before you stumble further, you snag onto the closing sturdy thing in reach. Luckily, your fingers get a hold of something sturdy, thick, and substantial. Squeezing it a bit, you glance at your hand. <img src="Images/Gym/grabbingcrotch.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"Oops!"</b> you blurt out, backing away from <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> surprisingly huge penis. He's still wincing from the pressure you put on his manhood. <span class="todd"><b>"No worries, bro. Good save, good save."</b></span> You hand him back his phone. Still, the feeling of his girthy cock won't leave your mind. It felt so... big. So <i>manly.</i> <span class="purple"><i>I wonder what it looks like...</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>"So," Todd</b></span> says, pocketing his phone. <span class="todd"><b>"You got your costume picked out for cosplay night?</b></span> Your mind is still focused on <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock, so you only half hear him. <b>"Uhh... yeah. Cosplay night. No - I haven't got my costume yet."</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Dude, we're going as Storm and Pepperoth. That shit gets sold out fast. You'd better buy it soon."</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>Pepperoth</b></span> is <span class="blue"><b>Storm's</b></span> rival and the main antagonist of <i>Frantic Fantasy 7.</i> You've got his slim physique (though he's much taller than you), so this year you'll be going as <span class="mob"><b>Pepperoth</b></span> while <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> goes as <span class="blue"><b>Storm</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/stormandpepperoth.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"Don't worry man, I will."</b> <i>I mean, once money's not so tight and the mob isn't breathing down my neck, I will.</i> After a bit more small talk, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> part ways. Even after he's gone, you find yourself looking at your left hand, and thinking about the feeling of heavy man-cock weighing down your fingers. It just felt so <i>different</i> compared to your own diminutive penis. You always thought you were nearly average. Now, you feel tiny. And even though you should be grossed out by the very thought, you can't help but wonder what <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> dick would look like fully erect. [[Head home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $todddate = 1>> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
The phone hits the ground with a hard <i>crack.</i> When <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> picks it up, it's clear the phone's still working, but the screen is shattered. <img src="Images/Gym/brokenphone.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Oh man, I'm so sorry."</b> Surprisingly, he doesn't seem too bothered. <span class="todd"><b>"It was an accident, bro. I know a guy who does repairs like this for cheap."</b></span> You pull out your wallet. <b>"Then the least I can do is pay for it."</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> just shakes his head. <span class="todd"><b>"Not a chance."</b></span> <<if $money gte 50>>You push a crumpled fifty dollar bill into his hands. <b>"Please just take it - I feel awful."</b> <<set $money -= 50>> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> sighs, but takes your money. <<else>>You're secretly happy he declined the offer - you're basically broke! <</if>> <b>"I'm such a moron, sometimes."</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gets a well-muscled arm over your shoulder. <span class="todd"><b>"forget about it. Let's talk about what really matters, bro."</b></span> He pockets his phone. <span class="todd"><b>"You got your costume picked out for cosplay night?</b></span> <b>"Oh yeah - cosplay night!"</b> With everything going on with your father, you'd forgotten about it. <b>"I haven't got my costume yet."</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Dude, we're going as Storm and Pepperoth. That shit gets sold out fast. You'd better buy it soon."</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>Pepperoth</b></span> is <span class="blue"><b>Storm's</b></span> rival and the main antagonist of <i>Frantic Fantasy 7.</i> You've got his slim physique (though he's much taller than you), so this year you'll be going as <span class="mob"><b>Pepperoth</b></span> while <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> goes as <span class="blue"><b>Storm</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/stormandpepperoth.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"Don't worry man, I will."</b> <i>I mean, once money's not so tight and the mob isn't breathing down my neck, I will.</i> After a bit more small talk, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> part ways. [[Head home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $todddate = 1>> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
Drifting through the haze of dream, you find yourself naked. <<set $hetero6dreamset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $hetero6dreamchoice = $hetero6dreamset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $hetero6dreamchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero6dream1.gif" width=250 /> Feeling weak and confused, you force your eyes to open. There before you - practically touching your nose - is your own cock! Somehow, it's separated itself from your body and floats just before you. <b>"Go on..."</b> Comes your own voice, from somewhere behind the cock. <b>"You've always wanted to suck it. Now's your chance..."</b> Your mouth watering, you feel yourself inch forwards... <</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero6dreamchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero6dream2.webp" width=250 /> You're lying in bed, with Katie standing over you with her legs planted beside each of your shoulders. She's naked, and your vision is centered on her perfect, dripping pussy. <b>"If you want a taste,"</b> she says, <b>"I want to see that buttplug deep inside your boypussy."</b> You comply with a whimper, shoving the large, silicone toy into your asshole. <b>"Harder!"</b> Katie moans. <b>"Faster! Deeper!"</b> <</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero6dreamchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero6dream3.gif" width=400 /> Lost in lust, you deeply kiss the beautiful, mysterious brunette standing before you, loving the taste of her tongue. Only... that's no tongue - that's just the mirror! Opening your eyes, you realize you're in your bathroom. That means <i>you're</i> the beautiful brunette! <b>"I'd fuck me..."</b> you whisper, before continuing to kiss the mirror. <</if>>\ \ [[Wake up]]
<span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> speaks with such command, such confidence, the whole class goes suddenly silent to hear her words. <span class="teacher"><b>"The anus is a sexual organ. Any man who tells you otherwise doesn't want you to experience half the pleasure in all the world. Anal sex is sex. Sin has nothing to do with it. The only true sin is repression."</b></span> That earns a cheer from a few of the girls in the front row. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> gives them a cold look for interupting her. <span class="teacher"><b>"Now, let's see how repressed you all are. Raise your hand if you've ever used a buttplug."</b></span> Everyone's faces go white. No one raises a hand - though many look around to see if anyone would dare to. <span class="teacher"><b>"Am I truly so surrounded by prudes?" Ms. Domina</b></span> sighs. <span class="teacher"><b>"Fine, <i>I'll</i> go first."</b></span> She raises her hand. <i>Holy fuck.</i> A long silence passes, as the class stares at its professor, stunned to stillness. Then a girl in the front proudly shoots her hand up. Then two more do. Then it seems like more than half the class has a hand up, and everyone is giggling and pointing at one another. <img src="Images/University/raisedhands.jpg" width=600 /> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> smiles, then looks directly at you. <span class="teacher"><b>"Anyone else? You all know how much I hate <i>liars.</i>"</b></span> [[Raise your hand->Buttplug Class 3 yes]] [[Don't raise your hand->Buttplug Class 3 no]]
Biting your lip the entire time, you slowly raise your hand. Any hope that <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> would leave it at that is dashed when she points right at you. <span class="teacher"><b>"Class, please look at the brave young man near the back."</b></span> The class turns to you. A flood of whispering follows. <span class="teacher"><b>"Don't let the remarkably well-done makeup fool you - that is not a woman, but a man who knows the pleasure of a buttplug. Which brings me to the focus of today's lecture...</b></span> For a good five minutes, you sit there with your eyes shut, praying for a quick death. But then more time passes and you realize the class has moved on. None of the girls are looking at you. No one is laughing. Well, actually two people are still looking at you. They're sitting across the lecture hall, staring right at you while talking to each other. They look familiar - you've definitely seen them in your Gender Studies class before... but something's different. Both of them look more <span class="pink">feminine</span> than you remember. They look like girls! <img src="Images/University/rachel1.jpg" width=300 /> The first is a tall brunette with cute bangs and lovely blue eyes. She has a kind of classic beauty to her - you bet she could be a model if she wanted to. <img src="Images/University/becky1.jpg" width=300 /> The second is a petite blonde with a cheerful smile. She almost reminds you of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, but she's got more of a cute and fun style while <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> rocks a sexy, sultry vibe. <i>Weird...</i> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> talks about how important it is for men to experience anal pleasure in order to understand the intimacy and vulnerability that comes from being penetrated. It's funny, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gave a similar speech when she was convincing you to buy a buttplug. Throughout the multi-hour lecture, videos play of feminine men putting toys up their ass. <img src="Images/University/buttplugclass.gif" width=400 /> You feel yourself getting more and more turned on until the lecture ends. Then you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $teacherstatus = 4>> <<set $buttplugraisedhand = 1>>
<i>No way,</i> you think, keeping your hand down. <i>There's no chance I'm raising my hand.</i> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> frowns, and you can tell she's making a mental note to punish you for this later. Thankfully, she soon moves on to her actual lecture. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> talks about how important it is for men to experience anal pleasure in order to understand the intimacy and vulnerability that comes from being penetrated. It's funny, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gave a similar speech when she was convincing you to buy a buttplug. Throughout the multi-hour lecture, a running set of videos of feminine men putting toys up their ass plays. <img src="Images/University/buttplugclass.gif" width=400 /> You feel yourself getting more and more turned on until the lecture ends. Then you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $teacherstatus = 4>> <<set $buttplugraisedhand = 0>>
Shortly after your father's death, you decide to try to avenge him. You go off the grid for a few years, hoping to train in mixed martial arts and weapons-based combat. You're somewhat successful, but your trainers find you weak willed and poorly coordinated. <img src="Images/Endings/authortraining.gif" width=400 /> At the same time, you learn to speak, read, and write Russian, and gather as much intel as you can on the mob that killed your father. <img src="Images/Endings/contractkillerreading.webp" width=500 /> Five years after your father's death, you arrive in Russia as a stowaway on a tanker pulling into Sevastopol. [[I will try to get revenge.->Singer 2]]
You get access to a party held by the mob by getting a job as a caterer. After lying low for an hour, you confirm that every man involved in your father's death is in the building. But right when it's time to strike, you lose your nerve. Murdering a bunch of mobsters? Are you <i>insane?!</i> There's no way you'll survive the night. After nearly having a panic attack, you slip away from the party and catch the first plane home. <img src="Images/Endings/devotedplane.webp" width=500 /> [[What now?->Singer 3]]
Once you get home, you work on forgetting any ideas of revenge and instead rebuilding your life. In a single year you finish your degree and get a job as a high school English teacher. It's not flashy, but it pays the bills. It's then that you meet Miranda. A career-woman in her early forties, she has a high-powered job as an executive in a large corporation that makes crazy profits selling textbooks to high schools and universities. <img src="Images/Endings/singermiranda.jpg" width=400 /> You find her wildly attractive and almost intimidating in her level of success. For some reason, she seems to find you charming in an awkward, adorable kind of way. [[You immediately hit it off.->Singer 4]]
Dating Miranda is unlike dating any other woman. You don't take her on dates - <i>she</i> takes <i>you</i> on dates. And not just to the park. Every weekend, it seems, you two go on some sweet escape to a tropical local. <img src="Images/Endings/singerbeach.jpg" width=300 /> The sex is... interesting. As fierce as she as a business woman, Miranda is even fiercer in the bedroom. She loves to dominate you - and in truth, you love to be dominated! That strange period of time right before your father died had a marked impact on your desires. You love submitting to your strong, dominant girlfriend! <img src="Images/Endings/singersex.gif" width=300 /> It isn't long before she proposes, and you're married! [[And then it happens.->Singer 5]]
Miranda is often away on business. That means you're often alone in her massive mansion, full of your wife's clothes, and makeup, and jewelry. For the first few months, you're successful at keeping your feminine urges at bay. But one Saturday evening when Miranda's not home, the urges just become too strong. First, you got into her make-up. Red lipstick, black mascara, a bit of cover-up to hide any hint of facial hair... <img src="Images/Endings/singerlipstick.gif" width=500 /> Then came the heels - so many heels to try on! You end up choosing a pair of simple, sexy black heels. <img src="Images/Endings/singerheels.gif" width=450 /> Then, last, the dress. After throwing on a wig from one of Miranda's old Halloween costumes, you put on a short black dress - and you look <i>gorgeous!</i> <video loop autoplay src="Images/Endings/singerdress.mp4"></video> This look is too good to go waste. Feeling flirty and fun, you hit the town! [[To the bars!->Singer 6]]
After a fantastic night of drinking and dancing and making friends <i>en femme</i>, you return home and vow to never to do that again. Of course, your resolve doesn't last for long. Soon it's a habit - or maybe more like a religious ritual. Every night Miranda isn't home, you end up dressed as woman, jumping from bar to bar, meeting strangers and losing yourself to the music. <img src="Images/Endings/singerdancing.gif" width=500 /> And once in a while, a guy gets a little too friendly while you're dancing. You don't mind. In fact, you like it when things get <i>heated.</i> <img src="Images/Endings/singerkiss.gif" width=500 /> You begin to develop a bit of a reputation as a club-goer and regular. Wherever you go, the party seems to follow. Clubs start offering you free cover - and then they start <i>paying</i> you to show up. Do they know that you're really a man? You have no idea. Does it matter? Not at all. [[This is fun!->Singer 7]]
One night, you end up at karaoke bar. While usually nervous about singing, you're somehow convinced to get up on stage and give it whirl. <img src="Images/Endings/singer.gif" width=450 /> And when you're up there, something just <i>clicks.</i> You sing a sad, slow song, full of soul and melancholy. You sing for your father. You sing for all the loss you've experienced in your life. You pour your soul into your voice. The crowd <i>lives</i> for it. They all break out into applause. Many are in tears. <img src="Images/Endings/singerclap.gif" width=450 /> [[Woah... I love this.->Singer 8]]
You find yourself trapped between two perfect lives, unwilling to commit to either of them. Most days, you're Miranda's loyal, doting husband. You cook her meals, warm-up her bath, and treat her like a goddess in bed. But when she's out on a business trip, you're no one's husband. You're a mysterious, sultry, soulful singer. You never give a name. You don't accept much money. You simply show up when asked, take the mic, and bring the house down. Of course, some nights men approach you after the show. Some with flowers, some with offers of drinks or longer conversations at hotel bars. Once in a while, you end up in someone's bedroom. Nothing goes below your belt - for the feminine illusion must stay in place. But you don't mind a <i>salty dessert</i>, every now and then. <img src="Images/Endings/singerbj.gif" width=300 /> [[I'm one lucky girl!->Singer 9]]
You never tell Miranda about your secret life. Nor do you ever reveal to your audience who you really are - or that you're not a woman. In truth, the mystery is a large part of your mystique and thus your popularity. You have no name, you have no connections, you have no history. To your audience you're just a beautiful woman with an even more beautiful voice. Sometimes you want more, but most of the time, you're happy just to sing. Oh, to make men weep with words alone! So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/singer.jpg" width=400 /> <b><i>Ending #5 Achieved! You are the Mysterious Singer!</i></b> [[Closing]]
<<if not hasVisited("Susan Date Het6 cuck 2")>><b>"Hey babe,"</b> you say, letting <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in. She looks wildly sexy in her dark, sultry outfit. <img src="Images/Susan/susan14.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I had <i>such</i> a fun week," Susan</b></span> says, walking in. She's holding a USB drive. <span class="susan"><b>"I learned so much in my Social Justice class... and after it, too.</b></span> You swallow hard, nervous. You <i>did</i> give her permission to suck her professor's cock, because the thought of it made you so aroused. <i>Fucking hell...</i> She puts the USB drive into your laptop, and loads up a video. <span class="susan"><b>"Strip and watch this video, we're going to play a game."</b></span> You start getting undressed immediately, attuned to obeying your girlfriend. Still, you ask, <b>"What game?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smiles devilishly. <span class="susan"><b>"You're going to watch a video and I'm going to lick your white beta cock. If you can watch the whole video without cumming - you win!"</b></span> <b>"And... if I cum?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"All you have to do is read whatever I wrote on this silly little piece of paper."</b></span> She taps a folded letter in her pocket. <span class="susan"><b>"Ready?"</b></span> [[Let's play.->Susan Date Het6 cuck 2]] <<elseif $p eq 0>><b>"Hey babe,"</b> you say, letting <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in. She's looking even more beautiful than ever. <img src="Images/Susan/susan18.jpg" width=400 /> You feel compelled to comment. <b>"Is that a new outfit? And new makeup?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"You're such a girl!"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smiles at you. <span class="susan"><b>"But you're not wrong. My boyfriends expect me to look my best. It's not like when I was just with you."</b></span> The way she casually mentions her other lovers - Her dominant, masculine lovesrs - send twin waves of jealously and lust to your heart. She watches you carefully, looking for your reaction. <b>"Well, you look beautiful."</b> Taking your compliment in stide, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> onto the bed. <span class="susan"><b>"You really think so?"</b></span> At your nod, she spreads her legs. <span class="susan"><b>"Show me."</b></span> [[Take off your clothes and whip out your dick.->Susan Date Het6 cuck][$p = 1, $i = 0]] [[Get on your knees and service her->Susan Date Het6 cuck][$p = 1, $i = 1]] <<if $overwear eq "nude">> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <</if>> \ <<if $underwear eq "nude">> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <</if>> \ <<set $i = 0>> \ \ <<elseif $p eq 1>><<if $i eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>"What are you doing!?"</b></span> says <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, alarmed, as you start to undress. <b>"I, er..."</b> You glance at her panties, easy to see between her spread legs. <b>"I thought-"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"That we'd fuck? Ew." Susan</b></span> wrinkles her nose at you. <span class="susan"><b>"My pussy is for black dick only now, babe. You will <i>neve</i> touch me with that little cocklet again, okay?"</b></span> Your heart sinks, but you feel yourself nodding your head. <i><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> was always too good for my cock anyway. But I can still show her how much I care for her...</i> <</if>> As you drop to your knees, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> reaches beneath her skirt and pulls aside her panties. <img src="Images/Susan/susanpussy1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Do you want to lick my pussy, babe?"</b></span> You crawl towards her. <b>"Yes..."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"It's only for black dick, but sissy tongue are <i>always</i> allowed,"</b></span> she purrs. <span class="susan"><b>"It's been a long week. Make me feel good."</b></span> [[Do as your girlfriend commands->Susan Date Het6 cuck][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>You slip your tongue along <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> perfect pussy, the familiarity of her taste. And yet at the same time, everything is different. You aren't getting her wet as a pretext to sex. This is as close as you will ever get to her cunt ever again. And knowledge makes the moment all the more intimate. From now on, this is how you have sex with your girlfriend. Only <i>real</i> men get the real thing. <img src="Images/Susan/eatingout4.gif" width=500 /> While <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> starts off with her attention fully on you, watching your subserviance with approval and fascination, she eventually just leans back and enjoys your tongue. Then, as you give her clit gentle flicks of your tongue, she takes out her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Keep going."</b></span> she says, not looking away from the screen, when you start to slow down. You can't help but feel a bit forgotten, as she seems focused on her device while tongue-deep between her legs. <img src="Images/Susan/eatingout5.gif" width=400 /> It's as you keep going that something seems to shift. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is getting wetter. <i>A lot</i> wetter. Whatever you're doing, it's definitely working. <span class="susan"><b>"Mmm..."</b></span> she moans, staring at her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"That's so fucking hot."</b></span> <b>"Anything for you, babe."</b> you say, before returning to her soaking wet cunt. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smirks. <span class="susan"><b>"You're doing fine, but I was talking about <i>this</i>."</b></span> [[She shows you her phone.->Susan Date Het6 cuck][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>It's porn. You're eating her out, and she's watching porn. A specific kind of porn. <img src="Images/Susan/eatingout6.gif" width=500 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my God!"</b></span> your girlfriend moans, her eyes fixed on her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Look at how much cum he pumped into her womb! Fuck! I want that to be me!"</b></span> She gasps, as her orgasm suddenly draws near. <span class="susan"><b>"Keep going - harder, harder, harder!"</b></span> You swirl your tongue around her clit fast enough to make your whole jaw hurt. <span class="susan"><b>"<i>Yesyesyesyes</i> - I want that to be me! Knock me up - knock me up - knock me <i>uuuuuuuuuuuu</i>-"</b></span> Her legs press together as she cums, locking your face onto her pussy. Girl cum soaks your mouth and nose. Meanwhile your own neglected cock, hard beneath your panties, dribbles out useless precum. [[Clean up->Susan Date Het6 cuck][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>Once <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> comes down from her climax, she seems finished with you and uninterested in hanging out any more. You catch a quick glimpse of her phone - multiple texts from <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. Likely he wants to speak with her tonight. Of course, he takes priority. <span class="susan"><b>"Wow,"</b></span> she says, as you walk her out. <span class="susan"><b>"I really needed that. I love sucking on Olivier's cock as much as any woke white woman, but sometimes a sissy tongue is exactly what I need to relax."</b></span> She beams. <span class="susan"><b>"That's the end goal, isn't it? One white sissy and one black lover for every white woman."</b></span> To that, you're not sure how to respond. As much as you love servicing your girlfriend and fantasizing about her with other men, you're unconvinced about her dreams of a New - and absurd - World Order. Just before she leaves, she rests a hand on the back of your neck and draws you close. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss5.gif" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"That was for her great you were, tonight."</b></span> She pauses at the threshold to your apartment. <span class="susan"><b>"By the way, Olivier <i>loved</i> the message I recorded of you. He called you 'a model for the future of white men.' Isn't that great?"</b></span> At you tepid nod, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> skips off down the hallway and is soon out of sight. [[Well... that was hot. Time for bed.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
<b>"Hey babe,"</b> you say, letting <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in. She's looking as beautiful as ever - maybe even more so, as if a weight's been dropped from her shoulders. <img src="Images/Susan/susan13.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"So lovergirl - I've got a bad movie to watch and awful nails in need of a mani. What say you?"</b></span> You smile and flash your own nails - definitely in need of new polish. <b>"Let's get busy."</b> [[Date night begins->Susan Date Het6 open 2]]
Once you're naked, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pushes you onto your bed. God, she looks sexy. Slowly, carefully, she strips down until she's fully nude, standing before you like a devious angel. <img src="Images/Susan/susan11.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $susandefiance gte 4>><b>"You seem nervous,"</b> you say from your bed. <b>"Why?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> bites her lip. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm not nervous. Just let me do this. I have to do this."</b></span> <i>Now, what the hell is that supposed to mean?</i> <</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"I can't tell whether you've been a bad boy, or a good girl," Susan</b></span> says, stepping close. <span class="susan"><b>"Both, maybe."</b></span> <<if $susancuck eq 1>>She licks her lips. <span class="susan"><b>"Everyone knows its only natural for white boys to be girly."</b></span><</if>> Her hands start at your smooth chest, rubbing you tenderly, slipping down to your budding nipples. Here <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pauses, and gives one a brief squeeze. <span class="susan"><b>"Mine were just like this when I was twelve..."</b></span> You gasp at her touch. Next she tickles her way to your stomach, and then down to your crotch. <span class="susan"><b>"All hard for me? That's a change."</b></span> <<if $toy neq "nude">>Then her fingers go forwards, and she grasps the flared base of your buttplug. You feel your face redden. <span class="susan"><b>"Oh, $playername, you should have told me you liked this! And here I thought tonight was going to really rock your world."</b></span> <<if $susancuck eq 1>>She grins like the devil. <span class="susan"><b>"I bet it still will. In fact, I'm glad you're training your sissy hole."</b></span><</if>> Then she pulls hard against the plug. It comes out of your anus with an audible <i>pop!</i> <img src="Images/Susan/susanbuttplug1.gif" width=500 /> <</if>> With one hand, she grips your cock. With the other, she places a finger against the entrance of your <<if $toy neq "nude">>loosened <</if>>asshole. <span class="susan"><b>"Now, let's have some fun before I ask you that little question."</b></span> <<if $susandefiance gte 4>><b>"Babe, why do I get the feeling your acting on someone else's orders?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Shh..." Susan</b></span> whispers, but the way she glances away suggests you hit the truth. <</if>> [[She spits on her hand.->Susan Date Het 6 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> starts stroking your cock. Meanwhile, her puny little forefinger is teasing your asshole. You can't help but give a little moan as she pushes past your opening and sticks her finger into your boypussy. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Ooohh.... fuck...</i></b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanhandjob1.gif" width=500 /> <<if $susancuck eq 0>><b>"Oh, <span class="susan">Susan</span>, that feels good..."</b> you whisper, as she keeps rubbing your cock while finger-fucking your asshole. The two sensations at once is almost too much to bear. <b>"I love how good you make me feel..."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> seems a bit taken a back. She blushes, clearly turned on by your response. <span class="susan"><b>"I love making you feel good..."</b></span> She glances away, a bit distraught, but then shakes her head and focuses on her work. <<else>> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smirks. <span class="susan"><b>"No real man would like getting off like this, but you're already close to cumming."</b></span> She gives your cock a little kiss. <span class="susan"><b>"My little beta boy and his little sissy cocklet."</b></span> <</if>> She speeds up her work, and you can feel your climax nearing. Your moans become louder and louder, the closer you get to what's sure to be an earth shattering orgasm. With each thrust of her finger, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> just barely flicks your prostate, sending waves of pleasure up through your pelvis. Your cock head is dark red, and dripping pre-cum. <b>"<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>!! I'm going to-!"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> eyes go wide, and then she stops moving completely. You're left on the brink. <<if $susancuck eq 1>>She licks her lips.<</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"Time for the question, babe."</b></span> [[Uh oh.->Susan Date het 6 4]] <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $toy = "nude">>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> grabs hold of your cock and your swollen balls with enough strength to send a jolt of pain through your body. You wince. <img src="Images/Susan/susanholding.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"This is a very important question." Susan</b></span> says, meeting your eye. <<if $susandefiance gte 4>>Her lip quivers.<</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"Professor Olivier says if I'm going to commit myself fully to the cause of social justice and racial relations, I need to pass an oral exam."</b></span> <b>"An... exam?"</b> She squeezes a bit harder. <span class="susan"><b>"I need to suck his cock, $playername. It's time for me to give in to him. We both know it."</b></span> <<if $susandefiance gte 4>>She says all this, but her eyes suggest she doesn't quite believe herself. She's being manipulated!<<elseif $susancuck eq 1>>She moves a hand down to her pussy and gives it one good rub, before showing you her soaked fingers. <span class="susan"><b>"Just thinking about big, black cock gets my white pussy so wet. It knows what it was made to be filled with."</b></span><</if>> <b>"Why are..."</b> You wince again. Your cock is so hard, and you're so turned on, it's hard to think straight. <b>"<span class="susan">Susan</span>, why are you telling me this?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> tilts her head. <span class="susan"><b>"I'd never cheat on you without your permission, and Olivier isn't looking to be secretive about how he uses me and the other girls in our class. He says you need to agree."</b></span> <b>"And you want this? To be his plaything?"</b><<if $susancuck eq 1>> The thought of <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> fucking your girlfriend whenever he wants nearly causes you to cum then and there.<</if>> <<if $susancuck eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pauses, before giving a little, uncertain nod. <span class="susan"><b>"I think so. He says I do, on a genetic level."</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>"All I want in life is to serve black men - I didn't know it before, but now I know this is my place in the world - beneath them, with my legs spread apart and my mouth open wide. And your role is to help me."</b></span><</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"So what will it be, babe? Can I take the exam? Remember, I won't let you cum until you say yes."</b></span> <<if $susandefiance gte 2>>[[She's being manipulated! Save your girlfriend.->Susan Date het 6 5 open]]<<else>><span class="grey">She's being manipulated! Save your girlfriend.</span><</if>> <<if ($susandefiance lte 4) or ($susancuck eq 1)>>[[Say yes and get your sweet release.->Susan Date het 6 5 cuck]]<<else>><span class="grey">Say yes and get your sweet release.</span><</if>> <b><i>Hint: This is a critical branching point in the game! one of the options above is greyed out, then that means either (1) you have defied Olivier's attempts to manipulate Susan too much in the past to submit now, or (2) you have submitted to Susan's transformation too much in the past to deny her now.</i></b> <<set $susanstatus = 6>>
For a moment, you sit upon the precipice. Your desire to blow a massive load is so strong, you feel like you could say yes to <i>anything</i>, even the absurd proposal <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lobbed at you at the behest of her deranged professor. But thankfully, reason wins in the end. Gritting your teeth, you grasp <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> hands and lift them from your cock. You'll be experiencing some major blue-balls tonight, but if that's the price for <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, it's a price you're willing to pay. <b>"Hey,"</b> you say, as she starts to shake a bit, realizing your decision. <b>"Hey, this <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> fucker really did a number on you, and it's my fault for not saying it sooner, so let me say it now: He's fucking crazy, and you're not going near him ever again."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> stares at you for a long moment. She seems on the verge of tears. <span class="susan"><b>"I'll fail his class."</b></span> <b>"Fuck his class. Drop his class. Drop your major. He's a psychopath."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lets free a long-hold breath, then drops beside you on the bed. <img src="Images/Susan/susan12.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my God... you're totally right. I can't believe I almost went through with that."</b></span> For a while neither of you says much of anything. You hold her close, and she rubs your smooth, girly bottom. <span class="susan"><b>"So where does this leave us?"</b></span> She flicks one of your nipples. <span class="susan"><b>"I know you didn't sign up for some black cock whore... but I didn't sign up for...</b></span> <b>"A femboy for a boyfriend?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Is that what you're calling it?"</b></span> You shrug. <b>"For now."</b> Another long pause. <span class="susan"><b>"Do you... like... boys?"</b></span> A few weeks ago, the thought of admitting this to your girlfriend would cause your head to explode. But after the crazy night you just had with her, it doesn't even feel like that much of a revelation. <b>"Kinda. I guess. Some of them. Sometimes."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Yeah, me too." Susan</b></span> gives your bum a playful smack. <span class="susan"><b>"And I like girls. Sometimes. And you're kind of... both."</b></span> [[So where does that leave us?->Susan Date het 6 6 open]]
For a moment, you sit upon the precipice. Your mind is filled with images of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> being gangbanged by strong, dominant black men while you watch from the doorway. Just the thought of such a scene makes your heart race. You realize in that moment that nothing will turn you on as much as your lovely girlfriend fucking other guys. <b>"Yes!"</b> you cry out, giving in with pleasure. <b>"You can suck <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> cock!"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nearly grabs your dick and tugs you to completion, but again she pauses. <span class="susan"><b>"Tell me you're not enough of a man to fuck me."</b></span> <b>"I'm... not enough of a man to fuck you."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Say I deserve real alpha males who can fill my cunt."</b></span> <b>"Susan... <i>please</i>..."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"SAY IT!"</b></span> You grit your teeth, then say it. <b>"You deserve real alpha males who can fill your ruined, gaping cunt!"</b> That's all she needed to hear. <img src="Images/Susan/susanhandjob2.gif" width=500 /> Your orgasm is intense and immediate. Cum spurts from your cock, coating <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> breasts. All the while, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is murmuring <span class="susan"><b>"That's it, that's a good sissy."</b></span> The moment you're finished, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> grabs your head and buries it in her chest. Lost in lust, you lick up all your cum from her breasts, reveling in how naughty it feels, and enjoying the sticky, salty goo that's still warm from your cock. Before long, her chest is clear and your throat, tongue, and teeth are all coated in the stuff. <span class="susan"><b>"Perfect."</b></span> You lean back on your bed, stunned as to what just happened. Now that your arousal is gone, you're beginning to wonder if you made the right choice. <b>"Umm... now what?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Now nothing." Susan</b></span> says. <span class="susan"><b>"I've still got a long road ahead of me, and I'm going to need your help. For now, just content yourself with knowing I'm going to taste black cock for the first time sometime this week - all because you let me. On our next date, we'll take the next step."</b></span> <i>Next step?</i> you wonder, but <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is already getting dressed and ready to leave. Still confused, you get dressed as well and watch her go. The next time you see her, she'll have given her professor a blow job. <i>Fuck... that's hot.</i> [[It feels so wrong, but so right. Now, bedtime->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $susancuck = 1>> <<set $susanopen = 0>>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> thinks for a while, then answers. <span class="susan"><b>"I want to stay together - no matter where you end up. But I am going to need a hard fuck every now and then..."</b></span> She winks at you. <span class="susan"><b>"So might you, someday."</b></span> You lean back. <b>"So what are you proposing?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"An... open relationship. I'll drop Olivier's class and stay away from him and guys like him. You can keep, you know, doing your thing, finding your you - <i>and I can help!</i> But every once in a while, if one of us wants to have a non-romantic, no-strings-attached little escape..."</b></span> For some reason, the first person that jumps into your mind is <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, his strong arms spreading your legs. You shiver at the thought. <b>"An open relationship..."</b> You meet her eyes. <b>"This isn't some ploy to sleep with a hundred guys under my nose?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gags. <span class="susan"><b>"I've fucked like five guys total. Four, if I count you as a girl, now."</b></span> She tilts her head. <span class="susan"><b>"Speaking, of, are you my boyfriend, or my girlfriend?"</b></span> <b>"How about... partner slash friend slash lover?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Partner slash friend slash lover slash sex muffin slash butler?"</b></span> You chuckle. <b>"I like it!"</b> After a while, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets up and, after you both get dressed, you walk her to the door. There you share a long, passionate kiss. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss1.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"See you, babe."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Counting down the seconds, lovergirl."</b></span> <b><i><span class="susan">Susan</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $susanlove += 1>> [[Sweet, sweet victory. Now, bedtime.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $susanopen = 1>> <<set $susancuck = 0>>
As you run through a common jogging path that cuts through campus, you spot a few women hanging in an empty classroom. You slow down, realizing that it's actually <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and a few of her close friends from high school. You nearly call out to them, before remembering the chat you overheard last time. A little more eavesdropping sounds like a better plan. You come to a stop behind an open window into the classroom, and cast a furtive glance at the group of women. <span class="pink"><b>"No, no, it's more like this. You really got to get into a rhythm with it."</b></span> one of the girls says, before twerking her ass to a heavy hiphop beat. <img src="Images/Home/twerk1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and the other girls watch with glee, all of them cheering her on. When she finishes, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> asks, <span class="susan"><b>"But isn't it a bit... provacative?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's the point, Susey!"</b></span> her friend replies. <span class="pink"><b>"Professor Olivier says that when an alpha male sees a girl twerking, he immediately goes into mating mode - it's like, biological. Learn this move and you can pick up any stud."</b></span> To your relief, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> laughs. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm taken! Though it is a sexy dance move..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, yeah. I was taken too, once. Forget about bagging studs, then. Professor Olivier is adding an extra five percent to the grade of any white girl who sends him a video of her twerking - it's hard evidence of us embracing marginalized cultures"</b></span> <i>What?</i> You raise a brow from your hiding place. <i>That's... weird.</i> [[Keep watching->Susan Jog 2 2]]
After hearing that they can get an improved grade from learning to twerk, more and more of the girls take their turn trying it out. <img src="Images/Home/twerk2.gif" width=250 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> looks like she's on the fence about all of this, and you get her concern. There's nothing wrong with a sexy dance, but sending it to your professor for a grade? It seems... intimate. And inappropriate. You <i>could</i> jog by and say hi to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> - that might stop her from partaking. Or, you could let it happen. There's something oddly <i>captivating</i> about your girlfriend sending a sexy video to another man. Her friend is setting up a video camera. If you're going to act, you need to act now. [[Step in->Susan Jog 2 3 def]] [[Keep watching->Susan Jog 2 3]]
<i>Time to make a scene!</i> You double back about ten paces, then jog over to the window again. This time, you call out, <b>"Hey babe! Taking class on Saturday?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lights up upon seeing you, while her friend grimaces like you've gone and spoiled her fun. <span class="susan"><b>"Just catching up with the girls."</b></span> she says, walking over to the window. <span class="susan"><b>"How's the jog?"</b></span> <b>"Better, now that I'm seeing you."</b> She blushes. God, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> loves the corny romantic one-liners. Behind her, one of her friends pretends to gag. As you prepare to head out, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> presses her lips to the window. Her lipstick leaves an imprint of her kiss. <img src="Images/Home/windowkiss.jpg" width=300 /> <i>I'm a lucky man...</i> you think, heading off. But of course, the whole episode was a bit troubling. You happened to stumble upon <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> before her friends could pressure her into sending her professor a video of her shaking her ass. How many times are you simply not there when she's with her friends? What else are they teaching her? Feeling worried, you finish your jog. [[Go home and hit the showers->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susanjog = 2>> <<set $susandefiance += 1>>
Your heart picking up its pace, you stay silent and watch as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> stretches her legs in preparation to twerk. Her friend has her video camera set up and pointed at <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> perfect ass. <span class="susan"><b>"I can't believe I'm doing this for professor Olivier..." Susan</b></span> mutters, a bit red in her cheeks. Then the beat drops, and she goes to town. <img src="Images/Home/twerk3.gif" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is a <i>natural</i>. While the other girls were a bit erratic in their movements, <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> ass shakes like jello, bouncing up and down in sync with the beat. You feel your dick harden, watching her rubbing her hands down her sides and grabbing her ass suggestively. Her friends are screaming in joy. <span class="pink"><b>"Soooooo hot, Susey!"</b></span> one of them says, <span class="pink"><b>"No wonder you're Olivier's favorite!!!"</b></span> Once the song is over, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> heads over to watch the video. She's clearly impressed with herself, and a bit embarassed over how suggestive her dancing was. <span class="susan"><b>"Do you... do you think he'll like it?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'd say your grade isn't the only thing going sky high, after he sees this."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> bites her lip. <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my god, you're such a slut!"</b></span> As the girls break out into screeching laughter, you decide to take this chance to slip away. Soon you're jogging home, your dick still hard as hell, the image of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> twerking burned into your mind. <i>Her professor's going to see that video. He'll probably get hard watching it.</i> And for some reason, that thought excites you. [[Go home and hit the showers->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susanjog = 2>>
<<set $pluggedoutfitset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $pluggedoutfitchoice = $pluggedoutfitset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $pluggedoutfitchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/pluggedwaitress1.jpg" width=300 /> Today you're dressed as a slutty cop in a seriously off-regulation police uniform. You look like a sultry badass in your knock-off shades and knee-high boots. The best part of all, of course, is your tight black booty shorts! They make your bubble butt pop against the smooth, pale skin of your girly thighs. Someone's been very, very bad... <<set $overwear = "Sexy cop outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pluggedoutfitchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/pluggedwaitress2.jpg" width=300 /> Today you're dressed as a naughty, naughty nun. It's looks like your older nun outfit, except this new nun's showing a sinful amount of skin. You especially love the fishnet stocking that snap onto your black garter belt. One look at this sexy nun, and you can tell she loves to worship on her knees... <<set $overwear = "Sexy nun outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pluggedoutfitchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/pluggedwaitress3.png" width=300 /> Today you're dressed as Tinkerbell's slutty sister. Your glittering green dress ends <i>way</i> above your knees, giving everyone a nice view of your panties whenever you bend down - you just hope no one sees the buttplug poking out of your ass! Speaking of asses, did you know slapping a fairy's ass is the best way to create more fairy dust? Go on, try me... <<set $overwear = "Sexy fairy outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $handjobvideo eq 0>>[[Let's get to work!->Plugged Waitress Shift 3]]<<else>>[[Let's get to work!->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift 2]]<</if>> <<set $pluggedwaitresscount += 1>>
Dressed up in your $overwear, you enter the first floor of the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> Working as a waitress with a buttplug sitting snuggly in your ass makes a world of difference. You can't help but feel a bit aroused the entire time, with your asshole dilated and open for hours on end. Every step you take makes the plug rub against your inner walls, and you can't help but wiggle and sigh every now and then as a small wave of pleasure spreads through your body. Even more wild, you can tell it's changing the way you walk and the way you stand. You've begun to walk with a sway to your hips, almost like girls do, and you tend to stand with your weight on one leg now, giving your male customers long, lingering looks from beneath your lashes as you take their orders. <<if $pluggedwaitresscount eq 2>>Tonight, after finishing your last table, one of your customers rushes over to see you. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey, lady,"</b></span> he says, coming to a stop beside you. Tall, with wavy brown hair and bedroom eyes, he's definitely cute. <img src="Images/Cauldron/henry1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Sorry, I forgot to tip."</b></span> In his hand is a twenty dollar bill. Smiling shyly, you take it and stuff it down your shirt. <span class="pink"><b>"Umm... thanks."</b></span> you say, trying your best to sound girly. <span class="blue"><b>"My name's Henry, by the way. I'll be on campus visiting friends for a few days. Maybe I'll see you again?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well, I'll be here."</b></span> He flashes a charming smile. <span class="blue"><b>"Perfect. I'll definitely be back, then."</b></span> <i>Wait a second,</i> you think, watching him go. <i>Was he flirting with me?</i> <<elseif $pluggedwaitresscount eq 3>>Tonight, near the end of your shift, a familiar face meets you at the bar. <span class="pink"><b>"Henry, right?"</b></span> you ask, picking up a plate of beers for one of your tables. <img src="Images/Cauldron/henry1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="blue"><b>"The one and only!" Henry</b></span> replies, instantly wincing at how lame that sounded. <span class="blue"><b>"Listen,"</b></span> he says, following you. <span class="blue"><b>"My friends put me up to this stupid bet, and I need your help."</b></span> You're a tiny bit interested. You tilt your head and nibble at your lip. <span class="pink"><b>"What bet?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"They bet me fifty bucks I couldn't walk up to the cutest waitress in this building and kiss her on the cheek."</b></span> You can't help but blush. <span class="pink"><i>Cute, am I?</i></span> A peck on the cheek is harmless enough. The only thing you're worried about is that this cute guy smiling at you is sending heat between your thighs. <span class="pink"><i>Oh God, don't get hard!</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Alright big shot, go for-"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/henrykiss1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> grabs you by the waist and presses his lips against yours. Your heart leaps. For a good five seconds, he's kissing you hard and deep, his tongue dancing at the entrance of your mouth. He's so strong, you can't help but respond, kissing him back and leaning into his chest. Then he pulls back, wearing a self-satisfied smirk. <span class="blue"><b>"So I bet them one hundred that I could kiss her on the lips."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> you whisper, but you can't get anything else out. You're still a little weak in the knees from his assertiveness. It was <i>hot.</i> <span class="blue"><b>"Until next time." Henry</b></span> says, leaving you behind. <<else>>The men are getting handsy, now. Maybe it's the way you strut around the club with your ass jiggling. Maybe it's how you've started to be a bit flirtier at your tables. Either way, it seems every other moment a hand is coping a feel of your ass, or a man is pressing his groin against your thigh. You don't let it stop you from waitressing - in fact, it only makes the night more exciting. <<set $gropeset = [1, 2]>>\ \ <<set $gropechoice = $gropeset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $gropechoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Cauldron/groping2.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $gropechoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Cauldron/groping3.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ <</if>> Then your shift is over, and it's time to get back to real life. [[Pay time!->Plugged Waitress Shift 4]]
You end the shift exhausted and aroused. <<if ($pluggedwaitresscount eq 2) or ($pluggedwaitresscount eq 3)>>Your mind drifts to <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> - what a strange, cute guy.<</if>> Counting your tips, you made 350 dollars tonight. That's some serious money! It seems that the <span class="pink">girlier</span> and <span class="pink">flirtier</span> you act, the more you'll get paid. Ah - waitressing might be your favorite part of the week! <<if $pluggedwaitresscount eq 1>><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> helps you undress like usual. You and her have become the perfect team, and seem to read each other's mind in terms of what needs to come next to get you out of your outfit and clean up the dressing room. <span class="katie"><b>"How'd it go, hot shot?" Katie </b></span>asks, before you leave. <b>"So well. If this keeps up I'll have enough money to keep him-"</b> you stop yourself, wincing. You almost blurted out that your father is a captive of the Russian mob! <span class="katie"><b>"Keep what?" Katie</b></span> steps close, concerned. <b>"Nothing, don't worry about it."</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> stares you down for a while, then relents. <span class="katie"><b>"Alright then, keep your secrets."</b></span> She glances at the floor. <span class="katie"><b>"We all have secrets, don't we?"</b></span><</if>> <<if $pluggedwaitresscount lte 3>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> blows you a kiss and sends you on your way. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieblowingkiss2.gif" width=500 /> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<elseif $gotunderwear eq 0>> \ Before you can leave, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> calls you over. She looks upset. [[See what has Katie so displeased->Plugged Waitress Shift Need Underwear]] <<elseif ($mobquest1 eq 1) or ($handjobquest gte 1)>> \ <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> blows you a kiss and sends you on your way. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieblowingkiss2.gif" width=500 /> \ [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<else>> Before you leave, you ask <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> to wait a moment. You need her help in order to make more money for your father. [[Ask Katie for help->Plugged Waitress Shift Handjob Quest Start]] <</if>> <<set $money += 350>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">>
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> sighs, looking at her phone. <b>"What's the matter, <span class="katie">Katie</span>?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Look."</b></span> she says, showing you her phone. It's a video of you talking to <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> the two of you are talking. He seems awkward. You seem even more awkward. <i>God, I'm embarassing.</i> Then <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> leans in for his kiss. You stand there, tepidly kissing him back, while kind of waving your arms at your sides. <b>"Ummm... I can explain?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Save it, hot shot." Katie</b></span> says, putting away her phone. <span class="katie"><b>"You kissing boys is your business. But you kissing them <i>badly</i> is mine."</b></span> You blink. <b>"Wait. What? You're not made at me for making out with a guy at work?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> groans. <span class="katie"><b>"Waitresses are <i>supposed</i> to do that! How do you think we make good money? Jesus."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Here's where the problem lies, hot shot. You're new to this lady business, so you've got the moves of a thirteen year-old Jewish girl at her friend's Bar Mitzvah."</b></span> <b>"I take it that's... not good."</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives you a look that could kill. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie5.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"It's embarassing for me. And the boss is watching you closely on the security cameras, now. I've got to prove that you're not a lost cause."</b></span> <b>"Okay, okay. I'll do whatever it takes, <span class="katie">Katie</span>, you know that. What's our gameplan?"</b> [[Katie smirks. She clearly has a plan.->Plugged Waitress Shirt Need Underwear 2]]
<span class="katie"><b>"What's the matter, hot shot?" Katie</b></span> asks, when you ask her to stay. She looks concerned. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie8.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I, um..."</b></span> You nearly let the whole story out about your father and the mob. At the last second, you decide that'd be a bad idea. <span class="pink"><b>"I've got some... debts."</b></span> She shrugs. <span class="katie"><b>"Don't we all? Student debt's a bitch."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"No - I mean serious debt. With some shady people."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"<i>Ooooooh...</i>" Katie</b></span> nods. <span class="katie"><b>"That's what this whole waitressing thing is about, then. Some loanshark got you by the bits?"</b></span> You hate lying to your friend, but you nod anyway. <span class="pink"><b>"And now I need to make <i>more</i> money. Waitressing isn't going to cut it."</b></span> At first, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> says nothing. She seems deep in thought, looking at you, then at her wrists, then back at you. Eventually, she swears loudly. Then she says, <span class="katie"><b>"You want a bracelet."</b></span> There's a long, quiet moment. [[A bracelet?->Plugged Waitress Shift Handjob Quest Start 2]]
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> takes two steps back from you and takes a seat. <span class="katie"><b>"Look at me, and then look in the mirror. What's the difference?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie6.jpg" width=350 /> You sometimes wish she'd just say what's on her mind without dancing through her little lectures, but can tell she loves giving them so you let it slide. <b>"I mean, you're way prettier than me."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"True, but don't sell yourself short, hot shot. Now keep looking."</b></span> Sighing, you compare your face to <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span>. She probably wins there, but just barely - you both look pretty damn sexy. Not surprising, considering you modeled your look after her. In terms of body - also not too much of a difference. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> isn't exactly super busty - she's more of a slender, model-like beauty. You're both smooth and pale as porcelain. She's got tits, sure, but your budding nipples are growing bit by bit every day. Soon they could properly be called boobs! So really, the big difference is the clothes. <b>"You're dressed like a girl, and I'm..."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Dressed like a slob in gross man-jeans. Yeah. Perceptive as always, hot shot."</b></span> She jumps up and takes your hand. <span class="katie"><b>"So here's the plan. First, you wait for an evening when you're not working. Then, you put on a really cute outfit - like the one you sent me that video of. You wear that outfit, and you go outside-"</b></span> <b>"-No way-"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"-Yes way. You go outside, and you come to the Cauldron. Not as some mystery waitress, but as <i>yourself.</i> You got it? Meet me here, and I'll teach how to <i>be</i> a woman, and not just... you know, <i>act</i> like one."</b></span> A wave of anxiety hits you. For some reason, going outside as a girl is this one line in the sand, this one thing you won't dare cross. It's like, if you don't do that, then this is this still just a kink or a phase or a private little misdeed done out of necessity. But if you wear women's clothing outside... and if you <i>like</i> it... then there's probably no going back. <i>No going back.</i> Something unlocks, deep inside your heart. <b>"Okay. I'll do it."</b> You say, as your heart races in your chest. <b>"See you later, then."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"That's my girl." Katie</b></span> says, before you part ways. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $katiequest8 = 0>> <<set $katiequest9 = 1>>
Steeling yourself, you step outside your apartment and into the fresh air. With a racing heart and rapid breaths, you take a few short steps in the knee-high boots <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> left in your apartment. Pausing, anxious, you whip out your phone and check the selfie you took before heading out. <img src="Images/Home/outsidefem1.jpg" width=300 /> A cute dress, makeup on point, wig straightened out, a fun little purse of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span>, and just the right amount of leg peaking out between your boots and the hem of your skirt. You look like a woman. <span class="pink"><i>I've got this</i></span>, you think, walking up the street from your apartment. You're still nervous as all hell, but you're a bit more confident that this is a totally passable - and cute - look. Every hint of your former masculinity has been stripped away or carefully hidden. Thankfully, you never gained a bulky frame or a serious Adam's apple. <span class="pink"><i>I guess I've always been kind of girly...</i></span> you think, pausing at the entrance to a woman's clothing store. <span class="pink"><i>Maybe... maybe <b>this</b> is what I was hiding with my ragged t-shirts and jeans. Maybe that was the real disguise?</i></span> It sounds impossible, and yet it certainly resonates. Feeling a touch more confident, you enter the store. [[I could use a new outfit.->Outside in Feminine Clothing 2]]
Upon entering the upscale feminine clothing store, you first browse your way to the underwear section. You spot a sexy white thong you just know would feel great riding up your ass and pushing against your buttplug. <img src="Images/Clothes/sexy white thong.jpg" width=200 /> Feeling naughty, you decide to buy it. Next you check out what outfits they have for sale. One outfit really catches your eye - a sexy black top with a perfectly matching red skirt - it's tight, bright, and short enough to nearly be scandalous. <img src="Images/Clothes/black top and red skirt.jpg" width=200 /> You're a bit worried about what this might mean for your wallet, but the clothes are just too cute to pass up on. When you get to the register, though, that <i>bit</i> of worry grows substantially. <span class="mom"><b>"That'll be five hundred dollars, please."</b></span> the cashier says, an older woman who kind of reminds you of your mother. <span class="pink"><b>"Five hundred dollars?"</b></span> you whisper. <i>Shit, I should have looked at the price tags...</i> <span class="mom"><b>"Oh dearie girl, if you need to put them back on the shelf, I won't judge. I know we're a bit pricy."</b></span> You sigh, but the woman's right. <span class="pink"><b>"Okay, guess that's what I'll-"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Wait!"</b></span> comes a man's voice, from behind you. Turning, you see a fat, youngish man in a suit, likely the store manager. <img src="Images/Home/storemanager.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="blue"><b>"My apologies, maam,"</b></span> he says, huffing and puffing like he's seriously out of shape. <span class="blue"><b>"If there's a money problem, I might have a simple solution, if you'll step aside and speak to me privately?"</b></span> This seems a bit odd, but the guy looks harmless enough. [[Speak to the store manager->Outside in Feminine Clothing 3]]
<span class="blue"><b>"Forgive me for being so direct, but I've been looking for someone like you for a while, now."</b></span> the man says, once you're standing in a quiet corner of the store with him. <span class="pink"><b>"Someone like me?"</b></span> He blushes. <span class="blue"><b>"A... <i>transwoman.</i>"</b></span> He raises his hands in apology. <span class="blue"><b>"Don't get me wrong, you're perfectly passable - delectable, really - but I'm a bit of an internet connoisseur of all things related to transwomen. I have many years of experience in the subtle art of spotting ladies with a little extra, so to speak."</b></span> As if to prove his point, he shows you the picture that serves as his phone background - a beautiful woman, but with a subtle bulge in her panties hinting at a feminine penis. <img src="Images/Home/tgirlbulge.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> <i>Shit! Outed!</i> <span class="blue"><b>"So, onto my proposal."</b></span> His cheeks and forehead are already sweaty. You've got a bad feeling about this. <span class="blue"><b>"The transwomen market is booming - absolutely <i>booming</i> - as more and more shy, submissive boys embrace their femininity and transition into womanhood. But those <i>bastards</i> at Fem World have absolutely cornered the trans market. Enough, I say!"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I'd like to give you the clothes you picked out for free, maam. Absolutely free."</b></span> He pats the clothing, still in your hands. <span class="blue"><b>"All you need to do is tell your friends that Epiphany is very welcoming to the trans community. Do that while you wear those clothes and show them off for us."</b></span> You stare at the man, stunned. You were ninety-nine percent sure he was going to want to do something weird like lick your nipples - and even then, you were fifty percent sure you were going to let him! <span class="pink"><b>"You want me to model your clothes and hype up your store?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Yes!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"... Why?"</b></span> The store manager sputters a bit, taken aback. <span class="blue"><b>"Because you're gorgeous, of course! And when gorgeous women wear pretty clothes, their friends get jealous and run to my store. It's a win-win!"</b></span> Well... when he puts it that way... [[I'm in!->Outside in Feminine Clothing 4]]
Soon you're heading back home, a shopping bag in hand - full of clothes you got for free. You feel on top of the world! yes, you were outted by a expert in transwomen, but to the average passer-by - like all the cute guys on campus - you're totally a babe. <img src="Images/Home/outsidefem2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>This was easy,</i></span> you think, pausing at the entrance to your apartment. <span class="pink"><i>And not just easy - fun! I love wearing women's clothing!</i></span> Now that you're comfortable wearing women's clothing, you can head to the Cauldron en femme on a night you're not working and complete <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> task. <i><b>Your <span class="pink">Femininity</span> level has increased! You can now wear feminine clothing outside! Imagine how <span class="teach">Ms. Domina</span> would react if you showed up like this to class!</b></i> [[Go back inside->Your Bedroom]] <<set $underwearinventory.push("sexy white thong")>> <<set $overwearinventory.push("black top and red skirt")>> <<set $fem = 5>>
You slide on your sexy white thong. The feeling of the satin material sliding up your smooth, girly legs is exhilerating. And they look <i>perfect.</i> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonthong1.gif" width=300 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>> <<set $underwear = "sexy white thong">>
You put on your black top and red skirt. <<if $chest lte 3>><img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.webp" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.gif" width=400 /><</if>> <<set $overwear = "black top and red skirt">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>>
<<if $forcedfemcounter eq 3>>Just as you place your hand against the door to your Gender Studies class, a strange image floods your mind. You see yourself, dressed like a girl, waltzing into <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> classroom. <img src="Images/Home/outsidefem1.jpg" width=450 /> You can almost see your teacher, practically drooling in amazement as you strut to your desk, your skirt swaying with each step, your heels clicking like tap shoes against the linoleum. She'd probably give you an A plus, right there and there. Or even the fabled A double-plus. Before you're entirely sure what you're doing, you rushing away from your campus, practically sprinting back towards your apartment. <span class="pink"><i>I'll make her so proud,</i></span> you think, your mental voice sounding... higher pitched? That can't be right. In little time all, you're dressed in the outfit you picked up at Epiphany, catching your breath just outside the classroom door. Only half a minute to spare. Biting your lip, you open the door. <<set $overwear = "black top and red skirt">>\ <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>>\ <</if>>The moment you enter your Gender Studies class, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> eyes latch onto you. There's a moment of soft surprise, where for once her haughty demeanor is beaten and she looks genuinely impressed. Then a deeply satisfied smile graces her face, and she slowly, deliberately licks her lips at you. <img src="Images/University/teacher1.jpg" width=400 /> That intensity continues for the duration of the class. Every minute it seems, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> steals a glance towards you, her stare deep but unreadable. You feel intimidated, but more than that, you feel aroused. For some reason, feeling cornered and overpowered turns you on, lately. You're surprised when class is over, and <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> asks you to stay behind. <span class="teacher"><b>"Well, well, well,"</b></span> she says, once you two are alone. <span class="teacher"><b>"I was wondering if you were brave enough to take this step. I assumed you weren't... and I'm rarely wrong."</b></span> <b>"I just... like it, like this."</b> She clicks her tongue. <span class="teacher"><b>"Ugh, and herein lies the problem with men. You see what you want and take it. Look at you, colonizing the feminine asthetic. Have you no shame?"</b></span> <b>"Wait, what?"</b> You take a step backwards. <b>"I thought you wanted me to do this! A few weeks ago, you offered me a higher grade for wearing makeup."</b> <span class="teacher"><b>"That was to encourage you along the path. Now you're committed, so I can speak to you like an equal. Like a... <i>woman.</i>"</b></span> She starts to walk in a slow circle, studying you from every angle. <span class="teacher"><b>"Being a woman is <i>not</i> playing dress-up. It's not just sucking cock, either. It's a way of life. If you dare to wear our clothing in my class, you must become one of us."</b></span> [[That sounds... vague. And threatening.->Girl Clothing Class 2]]
<b>"What exactly are you suggesting I do?"</b> <span class="teacher"><b>"Nothing... everything..." Ms. Domina</b></span> comes to a stop, in front of you once more. <span class="teacher"><b>"I am starting a new, experimental class. A small class. You and two others like you will join me, and I will personally instruct you on how to actually be women."</b></span> <b>"And if I refuse?"</b> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> laughs. <span class="teacher"><b>"Then I'll have you expelled for... sexually assaulting me after class. Trust me, they'll believe me."</b></span> <b>"That's... evil."</b> She simply shrugs. <span class="teacher"><b>"In the fight against the patriarchy, dark deeds are sometimes necessary. You think men are above such threats? Hah!"</b></span> She sighs. <span class="teacher"><b>"But there's no need for that."</b></span> She hands you a legal-looking document from her desk. <img src="Images/University/classtitle.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Sign that, and you'll get a guaranteed one hundred percent final grade this year." Ms. Domina</b></span> says, now standing over you. <span class="teacher"><b>"That's right, a perfect grade, and a signed letter of recommendation from me to whatever career you pursue afterwards. You'll be my star pupil, and I will move mountains to make sure you succeed."</b></span> You swallow your saliva. That does sound... <i>enticing.</i> <span class="teacher"><b>"And if that's not enough, you will be paid fifty dollars after every class for your participation in the... <i>experimental</i> nature of some of the lectures."</b></span> You grab the pen she hands you and flip to the final page of the contract. The tip of the pen hovers over the signature line. <span class="teacher"><b>"What I'm essentially asking you," Ms. Domina</b></span> whispers, <span class="teacher"><b>"Is whether you'd like to blunder through your life as a man, or thrive as a woman? And we both know the answer."</b></span> [[Sign the contract->Girl Clothing Class 3]]
Once it's signed, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> snatches away the document and hides it within her desk. You feel... strange. Like your whole body is vibrating. It was only ink on a page, but it felt like you just signed away the last of your masculinity. And you don't even care. <span class="teacher"><b>"See you soon, my sweet little student." Ms. Domina</b></span> purrs. <span class="teacher"><b>"Now, out! I have essays to grade."</b></span> You leave, still feeling unbalanced. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $femclass = 1>>
On your way to the location of your new Feminization Class, you walk by your old Gender Studies class room. It looks like a substitute professor is leading the lecture now. In fact, there's a note on the door. <img src="Images/University/door.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="note">Due to unforeseen circumstances, Ms. Katherine Domina will no longer be teaching Gender Studies for the remainder of this semester. Instead, she will be leading a highly anticipated and well-funded experimental learning class of her own design. Already, her cutting-edge research in this subject has made waves in academic circles around the globe! Congratulations, Ms. Domina! - <i>University Administration</i></span> <b>"I guess that's my class,"</b> you mutter, walking further down the hall. Soon you arrive at the non-descript door assigned to <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> experimental feminization class. It isn't marked in any special way, and appears unlocked. As you place your hand on the door knob, you realize you have no idea what to expect from this. <b>"Here goes nothing..."</b> [[Turn the doorknob.->First Fem Class 2]]
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has the three of you watch an 'ultra-velocity mindset enhancement video' while white noise blares into the room. You remember the start of the session, but then things get a bit blurry. <<set $sissyclassset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $sissyclasschoice = $sissyclassset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/University/sissyclass1.gif" width=300 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/University/sissyclass2.gif" width=300 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/University/sissyclass3.gif" width=400 /> \ <</if>>\ \ At the end of class, you wake from your trance only to find your flaccid girlcock is dripping precum, and your heart is racing. <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> look similarly worked up. As class wraps up in the early evening, you receive your fifty dollar payment and then think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $femclass += 1>>
It's just like any other classroom, except there are no windows, and only three desks for students, all facing a teacher's desk and a whiteboard. There's only one other person in it. It's not <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>. <<if $buttplugraisedhand eq 1>>You immediately recognize her as one of the femboys you spotted in your Gender Studies class, that day you admitted you had used a buttplug.<<else>>For a second, she appears to be a woman, but looking more closely, you realize she's just a very convincing femboy. Your classmate is a petite blonde with a cheerful smile. She almost reminds you of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, but she's got more of a cute and fun style while <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> rocks a sexy, sultry vibe.<</if>> <img src="Images/University/becky1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="becky"><b>"Hiiii!"</b></span> she squeals, running over as you step into the class. <<if $buttplugraisedhand eq 1>><span class="becky"><b>"O.M.G - you're the trap who raised your hand during the buttplug lecture. Soooo brave."</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>"You must be my new classmate!"</b></span><</if>> <<if $buttplugraisedhand eq 1>><i>What the hell is a trap?</i><</if>><b> "Ummm, yeah. I'm $playername. What's your name?"</b> <span class="becky"><b>"Ew, a boy's name?"</b></span> She sticks out her tongue. <span class="becky"><b>"I'm Rebecca - but all my friends call me Becky which means so do you."</b></span> You can't help but crack a grin. <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> valley girl cheerfulness is a little annoying, but mostly cute. You feel confident enough to say as much. <b>"So, were you like... what, the cutest boy ever before you became a girl?"</b> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> fakes a swoon. <span class="becky"><b>"L.O.L I wish. I was a lame boy with a gross moustache. Then I fell into this the usual way."</b></span> <b>"What's the usual way?"</b> <span class="becky"><b>"You know - TF Games, F95Zone, all the sissy subreddits. Then Ms. Domina somehow found my search history. A bit of blackmail followed, and here I am just a few months later."</b></span> She gives you a curious look. <span class="becky"><b>"How did <i>you</i> end up in fem class, if not like that?"</b></span> There's no way you're going to tell her you're using your newly-found feminine charms to save your father's life. [[Thankfully, the door opens at that very moment.->First Fem Class 3]]
In walks a tall brunette, looking pretty damned gorgeous in her hanging bangs and sparkling eyes of sapphire. <<if $buttplugraisedhand eq 1>> You recognize her as the femboy who was sitting beside <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> during your Gender Studies class.<<else>>She has a kind of classic beauty, similar to <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. You bet she could be a model if she tried to be - and small part of you is jealous at the thought.<</if>> <img src="Images/University/rachel1.jpg" width=250 /> <span class="becky"><b>"RACHEY!!!" Becky</b></span> squeals, running over and giving the brunette a hug. <span class="becky"><b>"The whole gang's together now!!!"</b></span> The brunette - <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span>, apparently, cracks into a wide, toothy smile. <span class="rachel"><b>"Does 'three' really make a gang?"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Fine, a threesome, then. The whole threesome's together!"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> leans in and pecks your cheek as a form of greeting. Startled, you barely have time to return the gesture. She smells like lavender, and when she meets your stare again you find yourself blushing. <span class="rachel"><b>"Ms. Domina says you've got tons of potential. I'm not sure I see it."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> rolls her eyes. <span class="becky"><b>"You're always sooooo competitive! Can't we just get along?"</b></span> But you don't sense any disdain in <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> words - you just take her for someone who speaks her mind. <b>"Nothing wrong with a little friendly rivalry."</b> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> winks. <span class="rachel"><b>"Oh, I like you already, new girl."</b></span> [[The door opens once more.->First Fem Class 4]]
When <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> enters, you and your two classmates go silent and still. She casts a judging glance at each of you in turn, then shuts the door behind her and tosses off her robe. Beneath, she's wearing a parody of an actual set of clothing. Really, it looks like lingerie, complete with a riding crop. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="becky"><b>"O.M.G. Ms. D. Take me home and teach me manners." Becky</b></span> whispers. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> smirks. <span class="teacher"><b>"Take a seat. Class is in session."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> sits on top of her desk, while you, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>, and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> take your own assigned seats. Perhaps not surprisingly, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> is closest to the professor. <i>Suck-up.</i> <span class="teacher"><b>"Consider today your introductory class. We'll set up the rules and the frame for a productive semester. By the end of it, but for the unfortunate shape of your primary genitalia, you will be <i>women.</i> This is not drag. This is not Halloween. You will be women inside and out. Fully, completely."</b></span> Shivers run down your spine. <span class="teacher"><b>"So long as you obey my commands and refer to me as mistress, we will have a lovely time, the four of us."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> pipes up with a singsong <span class="rachel"><b>"Yes, mistress,"</b></span> and then you and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> follow suit with less grace. <i>Shit, they both sound like real girls. They're both way more advanced than me.</i> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> nods with appreciation. <span class="teacher"><b>"Now, there's one other thing I won't put up with besides disobedience - and that's any reference to any of you as men. You are not men. Consider that a blessing, but it is also a fact. You have either failed at being men or you were never men in the first place. Either way, masculinity is outside your limp-wristed grasp."</b></span> She turns to you. <span class="teacher"><b>"And yet one of you did not email me your female name in advance, like I asked in the contract you all signed."</b></span> <i>Wait... what?</i> <b>"You gave me like ten seconds to read that-"</b> <span class="teacher"><b>"No back-talk!" Ms. Domina</b></span> hisses, cracking her riding crop against her desk. [[Guess I need a name.->First Fem Class 5]]
<span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> steps right up to your desk. Both <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> watch with rapt attention, though <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> has a bit of a smirk. <span class="teacher"><b>"It's time for you to choose the name your parents should have given you twenty-two years ago."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Look inside yourself, and tell me your name."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/nametag.jpg" width=400 /> <<textbox "$femname" "Amy">> [[My name is...->First Fem Class 6]] <b><i>Hint: This is the name you will be using (unless in boy mode) for the rest of the game!</i></b>
<<if $femname eq "Katherine">>That's your teacher's name! Try again!<<elseif $femname eq "Susan">>That's your girlfriend's name! Try again!<<elseif $femname eq "Becky">>That's your classmate's name! Try again!<<elseif $femname eq "Rachel">>That's your classmate's name! Try again!<<elseif $femname eq "Katie">>That's your supervisor's name! Try again!<<elseif $femname eq "Todd">>That's your friend's name - and a boy's name! Try again! <<elseif $femname eq "Henry">>That's your friend's name - and a boy's name! Try again!<<elseif $femname eq "Olivier">>That's your girlfriend's professor's name - and a boy's name! Try again!<<else>><<set $teacherstatus = 5>><</if>> <<if $teacherstatus lte 4>>[[Go back and try again.->First Fem Class 5]] <<else>><span class="becky"><b>"Wow - that's the perfect name!" Becky</b></span> says, raising both her thumbs up and smiling wide enough that her eyes fall shut. <span class="rachel"><b>"It's a pretty name." Rachel</b></span> admits. <span class="rachel"><b>"Reminds me of a silver medal."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"$femname..." Ms. Domina</b></span> says, testing it on her tongue. <span class="teacher"><b>"Yes, that will do nicely. Welcome to the rest of your life, $femname. Class dismissed."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b><i>$femname</i></b></span>. You're not entirely sure where the name came from, but you looked inwards and there it was, just waiting for you in the depths of your heart. But class is over, and your classmates have already left ahead of you. You receive your fifty dollar payment, and then think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $hasfemname = 1>> <</if>>
After slipping through the line, you enter the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> The first floor is the quiet floor of the establishment. Tables line the walls, and you can order half-decent food for less-than-decent prices. You feel a bit nervous, walking through your place of work dressed as a woman, but then you realize that's ridiculous - you do that <i>all the time!</i> Only, there's just something <i>different</i> about wearing a feminine work outfit for work versus just wearing women's clothing outside. You're still getting used to it, and you find it nerve-wreaking and exhilarating. Luckily, you spot <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> shortly after arriving. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie7.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Hey you,"</b></span> you say, trying to raise your voice a bit without sounding ridiculous. <span class="pink"><b>"How's it going?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Better now, hot shot." Katie</b></span> says, before surprising you with a quick, tight hug. It's very... <span class="katie"><b>unKatie</b></span> behavior, but you like it. <span class="pink"><b>"We hug now?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"I'm off the clock. Only sociopaths don't hug when they're off the clock."</b></span> She calls for the bartender to bring over two Witch Melters - the most popular cocktail at The Cauldron. <span class="katie"><b>"By the way, I want you to know you look drop dead gorgeous. I don't even mean like kind of cute. You're hot. You're a hot woman. If I didn't know you, I'd be flirting with you."</b></span> You can't help but blush. Direct as ever, and honest to a fault, you take <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> compliments to heart. <span class="pink"><b>"Wow. Thanks. I mean, it goes without saying, but you're looking like, crazy pretty too."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> smirks. <span class="katie"><b>"Alright, don't make it weird."</b></span> She passes you a drink. <span class="katie"><b>"To friends who pee together!"</b></span> [[Cheers!->Underwear Task 2]]
One drink becomes two, and of course two becomes three. <img src="Images/Cauldron/witchmelters.jpg" width=300 /> At some point, you start blabbing about <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"So I ended up in his sister's pajamas, my legs on his thighs, watching the movie."</b></span> you say, before taking a long sip of your third Witch Melter. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> leans in. <span class="katie"><b>"No fucking way."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And then he starts giving me a little bit of an ass rub! So I'm like - I'm all for the hyper-masculine bros slapping each other in the ass kind of thing - but when is it past being touchy bros and actually flirting? <i>Is he flirting?</i> I don't know! Do I <i>want </i> to flirt? I don't know!"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"If you looked like you do right now, he'd be flirting." Katie</b></span> glances at your drink. <span class="katie"><b>"Now, you done that? It's time for your task for the night."</b></span> You blink, confused. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm here dressed like a lady. A <i>laaaaady.</i> I did my task."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"That's cute." Katie </b></span> points to a nearby table, where a somewhat wasted blonde is flirting with a semi-good-looking guy in a vampire get-up. <span class="katie"><b>"But you came here to work on your flirt game, not play dress-up. It's time to woo a boy toy, hot shot."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Uhhh... I'm not gonna-"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"You're not going to do anything you're uncomfortable doing. I just want to see you flirt with a boy. Just talk to him. Make him <i>want</i> to talk to you. You know, like this."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives you a look that makes your heart just about burst past your ribs. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiestare.gif" width=300 /> It sounds... possible. Maybe even a bit exciting. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck. That's it?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="katie"><b>"That's <i>almost</i> it. You're going to flirt with a guy, and you're going to convince him to give you his underwear - I don't care how. You give me a guy's underwear by the end of the night, you can be my waitress again."</b></span> Okay, that <i>does</i> sound impossible. But then you see someone, and you think you might succeed, after all. [[Let's get flirty!->Underwear Task 3]]
Three drinks in and feeling tipsy, you strut your way across the first floor of The Cauldron. You're a <i>bit</i> wobbly in your heels, but otherwise you feel like a runway model. An awkward, limby runway model, but a model all the same. <span class="pink"><b>"Heyyyyyy,"</b></span> you say, approaching a group of three guys at a table. You lock eyes with the guy at the far side of the table - the one you recognized. <img src="Images/Cauldron/henrybar.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="blue"><b>"It's my favorite waitress!" Henry</b></span> says, genuinely happy to see you. His friends grin, realizing who you are. <span class="pink"><b>"That's right - 'tis I, the waitress he tricked into sucking his face."</b></span> His two friends laugh. <span class="pink"><b>"</b></span><<if $teacherstatus eq 5>><span class="pink"><b>It's $femname, by the way, but Waitress works, too. Names are hard.</b></span><</if>><span class="pink"><b>Henry, can we talk? You know, privately?"</b></span> His friends holler and make all kinds of rude suggestions. <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span>, of course, turns red as a beet before nodding. <span class="blue"><b>"Guess I'm in trouble."</b></span> Doing your best not to overthink it, you take him by the hand and guide him through the mess of waitresses, drunken customers, and busboys that filter in and out of The Cauldron's first floor. At one point, he gives your hand a little squeeze. <span class="pink"><i>Oh, I've got him.</i></span> Your heart flutters, though, and you instinctively squeeze back. <span class="pink"><i>Or does he have me?</i></span> [[Time for an indecent proposal.->Underwear Task 4]]
You draw <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> close in one of The Cauldron's side hallways. You two are more-or-less alone, besides the busboys that sometimes slip by. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey<<if $teacherstatus eq 5>> $femname<</if>>, if I offended you last time, I'm really sorry."</b></span> He takes your dainty hand in one of his roughened palms. <span class="blue"><b>"My friends put me me up to it and, as you can tell, they're assholes."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/henry1.jpg" width=400 /> You nearly blurt out your demand for his underwear, before deciding on a bit of tact. You remember <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> advice. It's got to be flirty. Make him want you. <span class="pink"><b>"Apology accepted,"</b></span> you say, before squeezing his hand. <span class="pink"><b>"But if you really want to make it up to me..."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I do! I'll buy you a drink. Or two?"</b></span> You shake your head, never dropping eye contact. <span class="pink"><b>"I want one thing from you, and one thing only..."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Henry's</b></span> eyes flash. <span class="blue"><b>"Oh yeah? What?"</b></span> You lean a bit forwards, and he droops his head towards you. You lips graze his ear. <span class="pink"><b>"Your underwear."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"My what!? It's kind of loud in here."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, so much for subtlety.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I want your underwear, Henry. The pair you're wearing right now."</b></span> He gives you a look like he must have misheard you. <span class="blue"><b>"My underwear?"</b></span> You nod, giving him what you hope is a mischievous grin. He considers his options, and as he does, he studies you from boots to brow. <<if $chest eq 4>>His eyes definitely linger on your chest.<</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"Okay, but they're my favorite pair... what can you offer in return?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Hmmm... how about..."</b></span> [[Another kiss?->Underwear Task 5 kiss]] [[My panties?->Underwear Task 5 panties]] <<if $chest eq 4>>[[A peak at my tits?->Underwear Task 5 tits]]<</if>>
<span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> grabs your bubble butt with one hand, and pulls you in. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Oh!"</i></b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I was hoping you'd say that..."</b></span> His lips push against yours, and his tongue presses path your teeth. Meanwhile, his hands roam free across your body, pawing at your ass cheeks and groping your small, developing breasts. Your girly cock is fully hard, but thankfully it's tucked away in your panties. <img src="Images/Cauldron/henrykiss2.gif" width=500 /> You open your lips to his tongue, and let him invade your mouth. His tongue pushes and flicks at your own, and rubs against your teeth. He's not a <i>great</i> kisser, but he's certainly enthusiastic. You find yourself rubbing at his muscled shoulders and back, your heart racing in delight. <span class="pink"><b>"Okay..."</b></span> you say, pulling back. A thread of saliva hangs between your lips and his. <span class="pink"><b>"Time for you to hold up your end of the bargain."</b></span> A gentleman at heart, <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> heads to the washroom and maybe a minute later returns, heart-covered boxers in hand. <<if $teacherstatus eq 5>><span class="blue"><b>"$femname..."</b></span><</if>> He sighs wistfully. <span class="blue"><b>"You're one hell of a woman. I'm heading home tomorrow, but I won't forget you."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's been an adventure."</b></span> you reply, taking his underwear. he heads off, but just before he's out of sight you shout, <span class="pink"><b>"Now make some better friends!"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> laughs, waves, and then he's gone. [[Time to report my success->Underwear Task 6]] <<set $gotunderwear = 1>>
<span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> smiles with lust. <span class="blue"><b>"I was hoping you'd say that. Go on - I want ten seconds, nothing less."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Wait - right here?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Right here. I mean, unless you don't want my underwear afterall."</b></span> Cursing inwardly, you wait for a drunken guy to stumble by on his way to the washroom, then grasp your top and pull it to reveal your bra. The next moment, you grab your bra and pull it over your head. <img src="Images/Cauldron/henryflash.gif" width=300 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Oh my God, they're perfect!" Henry</b></span> sounds genuinely impressed. Blushing dark crimson, you wait for the seconds to pass. <span class="pink"><b>"They're not too small?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I don't think so." Henry</b></span> says. Some other male voice shouts that he does, in fact, think your tits are too small. Glancing to your left, you spot a group of three ugly men spying on you from the end of the hall way. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck off!"</b></span> you shout, as they scatter, laughing. Thoroughly embarassed, you hide your new, perky breasts once more. <span class="pink"><b>"Now, time for you to hold up your end of the bargain."</b></span> A gentleman at heart, <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> heads to the washroom and maybe a minute later returns, heart-covered boxers in hand. <<if $teacherstatus eq 5>><span class="blue"><b>"$femname..."</b></span><</if>> He sighs wistfully. <span class="blue"><b>"You're one hell of a woman. I'm heading home tomorrow, but I won't forget you."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's been an adventure."</b></span> you reply, taking his underwear. he heads off, but just before he's out of sight you shout, <span class="pink"><b>"Now make some better friends!"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> laughs, waves, and then he's gone. [[Time to report my success->Underwear Task 6]] <<set $gotunderwear = 1>>
<span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> smiles with lust. <span class="blue"><b>"That's maybe the hottest sentence I've ever heard in my life."</b></span> You take that as confirmation that he wants your panties. But when you take one step towards the bathroom, he shakes his head. <span class="pink"><b>"Wait - you want them right here?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Right here. I mean, unless you don't want my underwear afterall."</b></span> Cursing inwardly, you glance around to make sure the coast is clear before reaching under your skirt and grabbing the sides of your panties. Then you work them down your smooth thighs, until they reach your heels. Then, to your shock and dismay, <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> takes it upon himself to drop to his knees and help you pull the panties from your heels. <img src="Images/Cauldron/henrypanties.gif" width=350 /> And, of course, he glances up under your skirt. Typical guy. What he sees there - what you <i>know</i> he sees - makes him go still and comically white. <span class="pink"><b>"Umm..."</b> <i>Oh God oh fuck please don't hurt me!</i></span> You bit your lip. <span class="pink"><b>"You weren't supposed to see that."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah..." Henry</b></span> gets up, looking dazed. <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah I guess I wasn't."</b></span> Silence follows. You wonder if embarassment alone has ever killed someone before. Maybe by an aneurysm. <span class="blue"><b>"Can I..." Henry</b></span> looks around, clearly a bit ashamed about what he's about to say. <span class="blue"><b>"Can I still keep them?"</b></span> You blink, stunned. Seems <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> has a dirty secret of his own. He likes his girls with a little extra between their legs. That realization sends a rush of blood to your dick, and you're suddenly pitching a small tent over your skirt. <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> notices, and starts breathing a bit faster. <span class="pink"><b>"You can keep them... if you hold up your end of the bargain."</b></span> After another moment of <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> staring at your small erection, he heads to the washroom and maybe a minute later returns, heart-covered boxers in hand. <<if $teacherstatus eq 5>><span class="blue"><b>"$femname..."</b></span><</if>> He sighs wistfully. <span class="blue"><b>"I'm heading out of town tomorrow. I was wondering, could I steal just one more-"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/henrykiss3.gif" width=300 /> You leap forwards, planting your lips on his and kissing him deeply. You end up sucking on his tongue, and moaning softly while he gropes at your skirt with one hand, squeezing your dick. Then the moment's passed, and he steps away. <span class="pink"><b>"It's been an adventure."</b></span> you whisper, taking his underwear. he heads off, but just before he's out of sight you shout, <span class="pink"><b>"Now make some better friends!"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span> laughs, waves, and then he's gone. [[Time to report my success->Underwear Task 6]] <<set $gotunderwear = 1>> <<if $underwear eq "sexy black thong">><<run $underwearinventory.delete("sexy black thong")>><<elseif $underwear eq "sexy white thong">><<run $underwearinventory.delete("sexy white thong")>><<elseif $underwear eq "sexy red thong">><<run $underwearinventory.delete("sexy red thong")>><<elseif $underwear eq "blue cotton panties">><<run $underwearinventory.delete("blue cotton panties")>><<elseif $underwear eq "pink cotton panties">><<run $underwearinventory.delete("pink cotton panties")>><<elseif $underwear eq "susan's black panties">><<run $underwearinventory.delete("susan's black panties")>><</if>> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 0>> <<set $ach3 = 1>>
<span class="katie"><b>"Well, well, well," Katie</b></span> says, when you hand her <span class="blue"><b>Henry's</b></span> boxers. <span class="katie"><b>"Looks like you know how to flirt after all."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/henryboxers.jpg" width=500 /> You sigh, thinking that it took more than just <i>flirting</i> to make this happen. <span class="katie"><b>"I know, being a woman is tiring stuff. Fun, though."</b></span> She gestures to the stairs leading to the second floor. <span class="katie"><b>"You should come here as a woman more often - and I don't mean for work. Spend some time to get to know womanhood outside of waitressing. It'll help you."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Help me as a waitress?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"As a person, hot shot."</b></span> You two decide to enjoy one more drink at The Cauldron before heading out for the night. At one moment, it seems like <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> wants to tell you something important, but the moment passes and she keeps her secrets to herself. She seems a little down. Maybe you could cheer her up? [[Tell her how much fun you had->Underwear Task 7][$i = 1]] [[Show her how much she means to you...->Underwear Task 7][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>>
You decide to spend the evening at the Cauldron, dressed as a woman. Meeting strangers is so much easier - and more exciting - as a girl! <<if $hetero eq 6>>After sitting at the bar and having your first drink, a first year student approaches you. He's dressed as Frankenstein's monster and has the body for - he must be at least six feet and four inches tall! <img src="Images/Cauldron/frankenstein.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Nice makeup."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Hah! You too."</b></span> He takes a seat. <span class="blue"><b>"I was thinking of some corny pickup line but I've got nothing - can I buy you a drink?"</b></span> You give your sweetest smile. <span class="pink"><b>"I think that counts as a pick-up line - and sure, buy me a Witch Melter."</b></span> You end up striking a pretty decent conversation. As his frame would suggest, he's trying to be a defensive lineman for your university's football team, and talks with passion about his long-term goal of going professional. At somepoint - you're not sure when - his hand ends up on your thigh. You don't mind - it is a remarkably large hand. At one point your eyes meet and the conversation falls quiet. You know what those eyes mean. Feeling a little adventurous, you lean in. <img src="Images/Cauldron/frankensteinkiss.gif" width=200 /> <span class="blue"><b>"God you're cute,"</b></span> he says afterwards. <span class="blue"><b>"What to get out of here?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Woooooah. Easy there, tiger.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Mmm, don't think my boyfriend would like that,"</b></span> you say, making up the lie on the spot and hopping off the bar stool. <span class="blue"><b>"Wait - your boyfriend? But-"</b></span> Grinning, you leave young Frankenstein guessing. As the night runs on, the crowd begins to thin. Feeling pretty exhausted yourself, you decide it's about time you got home for some much needed sleep. <<set $time = "Night">> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <</if>> <<if $hetero eq 5>>After sitting at the bar and having a few drinks, a cute man in his early thirties approaches you. He dressed sharply, and orders you a drink without asking for permission first. <span class="pink"><b>"No costume?"</b></span> He pays the bartender. <span class="blue"><b>"Same question to you, darling."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's $femname - and I work here, so I play dress-up three times a week already."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Fair enough. I'm an assistant professor at the university - can't have my students see me as a fool."</b></span> You nod, that makes some sense. <span class="pink"><b>"A professor? Aren't you worried you'll make out with one of your students."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Oh, I think I'd remember a face as perfect as yours. You're not one of my students."</b></span> The way he says that, so confident and straightfoward, sends butterflies through your limbs. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh,"</b></span> you say, licking your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"so we're going to make out, then?"</b></span> Maybe five minutes later, you're in the men's washroom together. <img src="Images/Cauldron/profmakeout.gif" width=500 /> He's just so <i>strong</i> and direct, you feel drawn to him like a magnet. His kissing is sweet but reserved, so you find yourself doing more of the work, wrapping your tongue around his and nibbling on his lips. It's like he wants you to work for his affection. Well, it's definitely working. Your girly cock is tucked between your legs, but you can feel how hard it is. Then you're in a stall with him, and he's unbuckling his belt. <span class="blue"><b>"Give it to me, $femname."</b></span> His dick springs out of his pants. You know what he wants - and you're pretty sure you want to give it to him. [[Give him a handjob->Fem at the Cauldron Het 5 hand]] [[Back out ->Fem at the Cauldron Het 5 no]] <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
Sitting up in your bed - it's immediately obvious what the problem is. <i>I have tits!</i> <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts1.jpg" width=400 /> \ These aren't just puffy nipples - these are full-on feminine breasts! For the last few days, your chest has been feeling kind of... full, and even more sensitive than usual. This morning though, it's like the curtain was finally lifted. You tentatively bring your hands down and squeeze your small breasts. <span class="pink"><b>"Ohh... fuck me..."</b></span> you whisper, as sweet warmth and pleasant tingling flow from the sensitive flesh down through your body and into your groin. They feel even better than before. They're now fully developed secondary sexual organs. But this presents a problem. <b>"I can't just walk around with my breasts flopping around,"</b> you mutter, searching high and wide for an old bra <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> might have left behind. You find nothing. <b>"Fuck!"</b> You can't do this on your own. You need answers, and you need help. [[Call Katie->New Breasts 2 Katie]] <<if $susanopen eq 1>>[[Call Susan->New Breasts 2 Susan]]<<else>><span class="grey">Call Susan</span><</if>> <<if $lexistatus gte 6>>[[Call Lexi->New Breasts 2 Lexi]]<<else>><span class="grey">Call Lexi</span><</if>> <<set $chest = 4>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>><<else>><<if $underwearinventory.includes("susan's black panties")>> <<set $underwear = "susan's black panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("blue cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "blue cotton panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("pink cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "pink cotton panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("sexy red thong")>> <<set $underwear = "sexy red thong">><<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("sexy white thong")>> <<set $underwear = "sexy white thong">><<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("sexy black thong")>> <<set $underwear = "sexy black thong">> <</if>><</if>> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> picks up her phone on the first ring. <span class="susan"><b>"Hey babe - what's up?"</b></span> You text her a selfie of your new equipment. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts2.jpg" width=300 /> \ <span class="susan"><b>"Is that <i>you</i>? Oh my God... don't worry - I'm coming over right now!"</b></span> She hangs up. You spend the next ten minutes pacing, and watching your small breasts bounce up and down as you do. As you're in the middle of this experiment, the door bursts open and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> comes charging in. <span class="susan"><b>"Are you okay? Are you hurt-"</b></span> She watches as you jump up and down. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts4.gif" width=250 /> \ <span class="susan"><b>"Changed as you are, there's still some boy in you, babe."</b></span> <b>"What - you didn't do this when you went through puberty?"</b> you say, doing one last jump for good measure. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shakes her head, stepping close and placing her thumbs against your nipples. Then she begins to rub them with slow, even circles. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts5.gif" width=500 /> \ <span class="pink"><b>"Ohhh..."</b></span> you moan, your girly cock instantly responding. <span class="susan"><b>"Those are definitely boobs - you never used to respond like that."</b></span> says, releasing your breasts. <span class="susan"><b>"Come on, let's catch the bus."</b></span> You raise a brow. <b>"The bus?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sighs. <span class="susan"><b>"This could be serious, babe. We're going to the hospital."</b></span> [[Let's get to the bottom of this.->New Breasts 3]] <<set $newbreasts = "Susan">>
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> picks up her phone on the last ring. <span class="katie"><b>"This better be important. I am <i>not</i> a morning person."</b></span> You text her a selfie of your new equipment. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts2.jpg" width=300 /> \ <span class="katie"><b>"Okay, that's weird. I mean - sexy, but weird. I'm coming over."</b></span> She hangs up. You spend the next twenty minutes pacing, and watching your small breasts bounce up and down as you do. You do a bit of jumping just to see how floppy they get, but eventually that starts to hurt them. Anxiety starts to set in. <b>"What the hell is happening to me... am I sick? Am I dying?"</b> Thankfully, that's when <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> arrives. <span class="katie"><b>"So this is where you live..."</b></span> she says, not sounding the least bit impressed. <span class="katie"><b>"Where the hell is that waitress money going? Definitely not here."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie8.jpg" width=500 /> \ <b>"Can we please focus on this situation?"</b> you say, pointing at your breasts. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> nods and walks up behind you, before firmly cupping each of your breasts in her hands. You gasp at the cold of her hands and the intensity of her touch. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts3.gif" width=500 /> \ <span class="pink"><b>"Ohhh..."</b></span> you moan, your girly cock instantly responding. <span class="katie"><b>"Yep," Katie</b></span> says, releasing your breasts. <span class="katie"><b>"Those are definitely boobs. Are you on E?"</b></span> You raise a brow. <b>"Ecstasy?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Estrogen."</b></span> <b>"Oh... no, of course not."</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> lets out a long sigh. <span class="katie"><b>"Then get in my car - we're going to the hospital."</b></span> [[Let's get to the bottom of this.->New Breasts 3]] <<set $newbreasts = "Katie">>
<span class="olivier"><b>"Very interesting..."</b></span> the old, German doctor says, once you're sitting on the examination table. <img src="Images/Body/doctor1.jpg" width=400 /> \ <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span><<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span><</if>> stands in the corner of the room, <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">>looking annoyed.<<else>>looking concerned.<</if>> <b>"What's interesting?"</b> you say, covering your breasts with your arms. The doctor did a thorough - maybe more than thorough - examination of your new tits, but now that he's done you feel the need to protect them. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts6.jpg" width=400 /> \ <span class="olivier"><b>"Normally in cases like this, I would expect some external cause. Implants or hormonal supplements."</b></span> The Doctor casts a long gaze at your covered breasts. <span class="olivier"><b>"Especially with one like you, so... female in appearance, I would expect one to two years of regular antiandrogen and estrogen use. But we have none of that."</b></span> He flips through your chart. <span class="olivier"><b>"I will need to run some blood work. I suspect something most curious indeed is going on here - but I cannot say for certain until I have more tests."</b></span> <<if $newbreasts eq "Susan">><span class="susan"><b>"Is he in danger?" Susan</b></span> asks.<<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>"That's... it sounds too good to be true. Is this dangerous?" Lexi</b></span> asks.<<else>><b>"Am I in danger?"</b><</if>> <span class="olivier"><b>"No, I don't suspect so - besides the mental distress of being a man with developed mammary glands."</b></span> <i>Mental distress?</i> No, besides the fear you might be sick and dying, there's no distress caused by the breasts themselves. Think of all the outfits you can better fill now than you have a bit of a bust! <span class="pink"><i>And I'm sure the boys will take notice...</i></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Now, I'll draw some blood and then you can be on your way, young... man? Maam? You know what I mean."</b></span> The doctor calls for a nurse. <span class="olivier"><b>"I'll call you with the results in a few days."</b></span> While your blood is drawn, <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span><<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span><</if>> leaves the examination room. When you meet up with her at the entrance of the hospital, she's holding a shopping bag. [[For me?->New Breasts 4]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>>
<b>"What's this about?"</b> you ask, opening the bag. <img src="Images/Body/gift1.jpg" width=300 /> \ <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>"Don't get all sappy, hot shot. I just thought, new tits, new bra. So I bought you one."</b></span> You crack a smile, staring at the package. <b>"Let me guess - this is coming out of my pay."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"You make any more jokes, and it will be."</b></span> <b>"Thanks, <span class="katie">Katie</span>."</b> you say, giving her a quick hug. <span class="katie"><b>"Sure, let's just get out of here. Hospitals give me the creeps."</b></span> <<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>"You can call yourself a guy, or a girl, or whatever you want. Whatever you are, you've been blessed with a pretty fine rack. So, I went ahead and bought you a bra."</b></span> You crack a smile, staring at the package. <b>"You... you didn't have to do that."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> shrugs. <span class="lexi"><b>"I had my sister's old clothes to steal from when I was transitioning. All you've got are halloween costumes. Besides, after all the free drinks you've given me, it's the least I could do."</b></span> <b>"Thanks, <span class="lexi">Lexi</span>."</b> you say, giving her a quick hug. Maybe the hug was a bit too close. For the briefest moment, you feel <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> cock against your hip. Even flaccid, she's got quite the tool. <span class="lexi"><b>"Come on,"</b></span> she says, oblivious to what just happened. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'll drive you home."</b></span><<else>> <span class="susan"><b>"It's a surprise - don't open it until you get home!"</b></span> She laughs as you shut the bag. <span class="susan"><b>"Kidding, it's a new bra, all for you!"</b></span> You crack a smile at her generosity, but a part of you is embarassed. <b>"Not exactly normal, is it? Buying a bra for your boy-"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"-Ah ah ah! None of that. You're my partner slash friend slash lover slash sex muffin slash butler."</b></span> She winks. <span class="susan"><b>"I checked the rules and buying you bras is perfectly allowed."</b></span> You lean in a give her a quick peck on the lips. <b>"I guess we wait and see what the bloodwork shows."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"My bet is superpowers."</b></span> <b>"My bet was cancer... but I like yours better."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> kicks your shoe. <span class="susan"><b>"None of that negativity, please. Come on, let's go home."</b></span> <</if>> [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] <b><i>Hint: You can try on your new bra in your closet! Now that you have prominent breasts, you won't be able to leave your apartment without one!</i></b> <<set $brainventory.push("cute white bra")>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $doctor = 1>>
You put on your cute white bra. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonbra4.gif" width=500 /> <<set $bra = "cute white bra">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
Smiling seductively, you brush your fingers along the head of his cock. His appreciative moan has you give the head a bit more focus, slowly massaging the tip and the edges of the glans. <img src="Images/Cauldron/profhand1.gif" width=400 /> With your other hand, you play with his heavy balls. The thought of these two balls - so much larger than your own - being full of delicious, salty sperm sends a wave of arousal from your heart to your asshole. <<if $toy neq "nude">>You give your toy a playful clench and revel in how it presses against your prostate. <</if>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/profhand2.webp" width=400 /> Before long, his breathing rapidly increases. You can tell he's about to cum. A feeling of deep desire takes full control of your mind, and your feel yourself lean forwards and open wide. If he lasted a moment longer, you'd probably end up sucking his cock. Instead, he sprays his load all over your face. <img src="Images/Cauldron/profhand3.webp" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah..."</b></span> he breathes, coming down from his climax. <span class="blue"><b>"You like cum on your face, you slut."</b></span> While demeaning, your arousal just makes the words feel appreciative. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmm, I love cum..."</b></span> you tell him, scooping a glob from your cheek and slipping a finger into your mouth. The taste is <i>perfect</i> - so hot and bitter, and just a bit sweet. You shiver as a tiny orgasm of your own hits, and your panties get soaked by a small load of hot semen. You might end up licking them clean when you get home. The professor decides to make a quick exit, buckling his pants and heading out. After washing your face, you do the same - but you hope you'll see him again. [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $cauldronhandjob += 1>>
<span class="pink"><b>"Woah,"</b></span> you say, standing up. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm not going to get you off - I don't even know you."</b></span> The professor grips the back of your head. <span class="blue"><b>"I know what girls like you want - now shut up and get me off."</b></span> <i>Fuck - he's strong!</i> Wincing at his grip, you spin free and slip out of the stall. He comes after you, only to comically trip over his undone pants and hit the floor. <span class="pink"><b>"Asshole!"</b></span> you shout, before running out of the washroom. You leave The Cauldron and head straight home. Men can be absolute pigs, sometimes... [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> was right - this is a spectacularly bad movie. She's got a gift for finding them. <<set $badmovieset = [2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $badmoviechoice = $badmovieset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $badmoviechoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Susan/badmovie2.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $badmoviechoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Susan/badmovie3.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $badmoviechoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Susan/badmovie4.gif" width=500 /> <</if>>\ While you half-watch the movie, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shows you some of her techniques for giving her nails a smooth, even coat. As she polishes your nails, you find yourself feeling lucky indeed to have met such a selfless, understanding woman. <b>"I love you,"</b> you whisper to her. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> just blushes and keeps painting your nails. <span class="susan"><b>"Love you too."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanpolish.gif" width=500 /> [[Make her feel good.->Susan Date Het6 open 3]]
Feeling like she deserves a sweet reward, you wait until your nails are completely dry and then work a hand up her skirt. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't say a thing, her attention still on the movie, but you can tell she's enjoying herself by the way her cheeks get flushed and her breathing quickens. <b>"This movie's actually not bad,"</b> you say, pretending to act casual while you finger your girlfriend. Her cunt is nice and stretched from all her practice with large black dildos, so you get three fingers inside her with ease, while toying with her clit. <img src="Images/Susan/susanfinger1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Shh..." Susan</b></span> says, the sound turning to a moan halfway through. <span class="susan"><b>"You know it's - bad - bad - bad - OH! - <i>FUCK yesssssss...</i>"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susansquirt1.webp" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"You've never... done me like that... before."</b></span> she says, catching her breath after her intense orgasm. You stare at her quivering pussy, a bit surprised yourself. It's like, you've gained a new empathy for the female orgasm. You just touched her like you'd want someone to touch your boypussy. No wonder they say lesbians are the queens of eating pussy and gays the kings of sucking cock. It's all about empathy! <b>"Yeah... that was hot."</b> [[Time to clean up.->Susan Date Het 6 open 4]]
Once <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> cleans herself up and gets dressed, she packs up and gets ready to leave. <b>"You know,"</b> you say, walking her to the door. <b>"You could sleep over, one of these nights."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"My parents would never let me sleep at a boyfriend's house."</b></span> <b>"What about a girlfriend's?"</b> She pauses, considering. <span class="susan"><b>"Maybe. I'll see if I can convince them. Until next time, lovergirl."</b></span> You share a long, passionate kiss before she heads out. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss1.jpg" width=500 /> Your relationship with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is changing, but only for the better. It turns out that you might make a far better <span class="pink">girlfriend</span> than you ever did a boyfriend! [[That was lovely. Now, bedtime.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $susanopenstatus = 1>>
Once you're naked and sitting on your bed, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> loads up the video. Seeing the first image, your cock immediately springs to life. <b>"Oh, fuck."</b> you whisper, as the video begins. The video starts with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> staring directly at the camera. She's clothed, but at her side is the lower half an absolutely ripped black guy, and hanging from his groin is a massive, girthy black cock. It's impossibly large! <img src="Images/Susan/susanblackbj1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="olivier"><b>"Go on, Susan."</b></span> says <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. His face is out of the shot but it's clear he's the man in the video. <span class="olivier"><b>"You may begin."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"My name is Susan Trombley, and I am the future." Susan</b></span> says in the video, sounding calm and confident. <span class="susan"><b>"This is my rightful place in genetic history. Free from repression and brainwashing of the old world, I am letting my base, biological urges push me towards my ideal pairing mate."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Tell me more."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Black men are the pinnacle of strength and masculinity. It is the duty of all white women to open their arms, their mouths, and their wombs to black men, black cock, and black seed."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Good."</b></span> says <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. <span class="olivier"><b>"Now prove your dedication to the future."</b></span> [[She proves it.->Susan Date Het6 cuck 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $time = "Night">>
In the video, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> grasps the massive black cock and starts to work it with both hands. Soon enough it gets hard - and even bigger - while <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> stares at <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> likes he's a God worthy of worship. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblackbj2.webp" width=400 /> As this is happening, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets between your legs and starts giving your cock quick, teasing licks. <img src="Images/Susan/susantease1.gif" width=400 /> Fuck. The video's only just started and your can feel your climax nearing. In the video, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lowers herself to her knees and takes her professor's large cock in her mouth. You're amazed at how much of it she can fit inside. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblackbj3.webp" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Eight minutes left..." Susan</b></span> says from between your legs, before continuing her teasing licks. <b>"I'm... I'm..."</b> In the video, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> keeps sucking on <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> cock, worshipping it. He's just so much more <i>masculine</i> and <i>dominant</i> than you. She's cheating on you, on video - and it's fucking hot! <b>"I'm - I'M - CUMMING!!!"</b> [[You lose.->Susan Date Het6 cuck 4]]
The moment you cum, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> stops her licking and lets you suffer a ruined orgasm. <img src="Images/Susan/susantease2.gif" width=400 /> Afterwards, she shuts off the video and hands you the paper to read. <span class="susan"><b>"Fair is fair, babe."</b></span> she says as you unfold the letter. <span class="susan"><b>"You have to read it."</b></span> Feeling aroused and ashamed, you do. <b>"My name is $playername and I am a cuckold. Knowing I cannot sexually satisfy my girlfriend, <span class="susan">Susan</span>, I instead give her full permission to train herself to be the perfect white woman - that is, to train herself to serve black cock. In fact, the one thing that arouses me most is helping her flirt with and fuck black men. As a sissy white boi, the best thing for me to do is to pursue my own feminization, so I can also serve black cock, just like <span class="susan">Susan</span>."</b> When you're done, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> stops recording on her phone and kisses you on the cheek. <span class="susan"><b>"We have a long path ahead of us, but so long as we're there to support each other, we'll do great. I'm so excited for what the future holds for both of us."</b></span> And then she leaves. [[Well... that was humilating and hot as fuck. Time for bed.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $susancuckstatus = 1>>
<<if $whorehet6 eq 0>>You approach the car, uncertain as to what the man wants. <img src="Images/Home/whoring.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Hey little lady, what's on the menu tonight?"</b></span> The man asks once you stop beside his opened window. He's a greasy, middle-aged fellow. If he wasn't so bald, he might be a bit attractive. <span class="pink"><b>"What are you talking about?"</b></span> you ask, feeling a bit nervous. <span class="blue"><b>"A lady dressed like you, walking the street alone? Come on, you're, ah... working oldest profession, right?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"No - I'm definitely not."</b></span> you say, turning around in a huff. <span class="blue"><b>"I'll pay good money just for a little wanking material - just a bit of titty!"</b></span> You glance back, confused. The man sees your indecision and pulls out some cash from his pocket. <span class="blue"><b>"Twenty-five dollars just for a quick tit flash. Come on, lady, it's easy money."</b></span> You definitely need all the cash you can get... but isn't this prostitution? It's illegal! And yet... there's something <i>exciting</i> about the thought... what's the harm in flashing your breasts. It's not like you're having sex with him... <<elseif $whorehet6 gte 1>> You return to the parked car, and spot the same man as last time waiting with an eager smile. <img src="Images/Home/whoring.jpg" height=250 width=500 /> He's got the twenty five dollars ready. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey little lady, my spank bank needs new material."</b></span> He gives you a hungry look. <span class="blue"><b>"Any chance I can see a glimpse of those titties?"</b></span><</if>> [[Flash your tits for cash->Whore Het6 flash]] [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $whorehet6 += 1>>
<<if $whorehet5 eq 0>>You approach the car, thinking today will be just another day of flashing your perky girl tits for some sweet, sweet cash. <img src="Images/Home/whoring.jpg" width=500 /> But this time, the guy shakes his head when you start lifting your top. <span class="blue"><b>"Hold on a second, hold on a second!"</b></span> He casts a furtive glance around the street, but the two of you are alone. <span class="blue"><b>"Do you want to make some real money, gorgeous? I'm talking serious cash."</b></span> He pulls out three twenty dollar bills. Sixty bucks is a lot of money. You lick your lips at the thought. <span class="pink"><b>"What would I need to do?"</b></span> you ask, leaning against his car window. <span class="blue"><b>"My hands get so tired, jerking my fat cock all the time."</b></span> He gropes his crotch. <span class="blue"><b>"I would love those sweet hands of yours to get me off. I'll be quick, I swear."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck... am I going to give a stranger a hand job for cash? That's definitely prostitution.</i></span> You have your reservations, but the money's good, and though you hate to admit it, sneaking into a stranger's car to jerk him off is <span class="purple">super fucking hot</span>.<<else>> You return to the parked car, and spot the same man as last time waiting with an eager smile. <img src="Images/Home/whoring.jpg" height=250 width=500 /> He's got the sixty dollars ready. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey little lady, I would love a handjob tonight from a beauty like you."</b></span> He gives you a hungry look. <span class="blue"><b>"But I'd also pay twenty five bucks for you to flash me those tits."</b></span><</if>> [[Flash your tits for cash->Whore Het6 flash]] [[Give a handjob for cash->Whore Het5 hand]] [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $whorehet5 += 1>>
<<if $whorehet5 eq 0>>Swallowing your pride,<<else>>Feeling excited to make some money with your tits,<</if>> you take the cash and lift your top. <img src="Images/Home/whoreflash.gif" width=250 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck yes..."</b></span> the guy says, immediately whipping out his dick and jerking off. <<if $whorehet5 eq 0>>It makes you feel cheap and uncomfortable, having your tits out on the street while a stranger rubs one out. <i>Is this the kind of person I am? The kind of woman?</i> You remind yourself you're just doing it for the money. And yet... the risk of being caught <i>is</i> a bit of a turn on.<<else>>At this point, you're used to using your body to make money. Having a stranger rub one out to your sexy, girly body doesn't bother you. In fact, it turns you on.<</if>> Your client doesn't last very long. <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck!"</b></span> he shouts, blowing his load all over himself. <img src="Images/Home/whoreflashcum.gif" width=400 /> Once he finishes, he quickly rolls up his window and takes off. <<if $whorehet5 eq 0>>You pull your top over your tits, feeling both ashamed and kind of horny.<<else>>You pull your top over your tits, feeling naughty and super turned on.<</if>> [[Go home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money +=25>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $alreadywhored = 1>>
<span class="todd"><b>"Ready to roll, bro?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> asks, the moment you get close. He's already holding the woman's gym clothes in his hands. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $gymhet6count gte 4>>This time, you walk up to him with confidence and take the outfit, giving him a wink as you do. <span class="pink"><b>"Are you?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> goes a bit faint, no doubt remembering what happened after your last session. Then he regains his composure. <span class="todd"><b>"You telling me I don't need to hold back anymore, bro?"</b></span> A flash a nerves runs through your body. Is he talking about your work out... or is he being clever? Is he <i>flirting</i>? <span class="pink"><b>"I'm ready for you to give it to me."</b></span> For a moment, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> flashes a hungry, almost angry smile. <span class="todd"><b>"That's all I needed to hear."</b></span> <i>... what did I just agree to?</i> <<else>>Just as you take the outfit, he narrows his eyes, confused. <span class="todd"><b>"Hold on, something's different."</b></span> You wonder if <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> will notice your subtle make up, painted nails, or your budding breasts. In fact, you kind of hope he does. <span class="todd"><b>"I got it - you're looking healthier than ever, bro! These sessions are really making a difference."</b></span> He's not exactly the most perceptive guy... but you suppose that's part of his charm. You can't help but bite your lip and give his well-muscled shoulder a little push. <span class="pink"><b>"Stop it!"</b></span> you say, accidently switching to your girl voice. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> doesn't notice, or doesn't comment. <span class="todd"><b>"I'm totally serious - it's like I'm seeing a whole new you."</b></span> he says with a smile. <span class="todd"><b>"Now hit the lockers and meet me back here, pronto!"</b></span> <</if>> As you turn around he gives your ass a nice slap to get you going. <<if $toy neq "nude">> You blush, realizing he probably felt your buttplug.<</if>> [[Go get changed before you get even more aroused!->Session with Todd Het6 2]]
After counting the money, you walk around your client's car and step into the passager seat. He revs the engine to life and drives you to a nearby alleyway. <span class="blue"><b>"Go on then, pretty lady,"</b></span> he says, rubbing your arm. <span class="blue"><b>"Earn your money."</b></span> You don't need to be told twice. Leaning over him, you quickly undo his pants and let his fat cock spring out. It's much bigger than it looked from outside the car. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand1.gif" width=400 /> You can't help but lick your lip after being greeted by such a girthy cock, made hard just for you. Thankfully, your client can't see how erect your own dick is, peaking out of your skirt. Then you get to work making your client happy with your hands. You love the feeling of how warm and heavy his cock is, and make sure to really put in the effort to give him a good time. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Mmmm, fuck..."</b></span> your client says, his hands behind his head. <span class="blue"><b>"Tell me how much you love my cock."</b></span> You give him what he wants. <span class="pink"><b>"I love your cock so much - it's so big, I could stroke it all day."</b></span> Hearing those lewd words come out of your mouth sends a shiver down your spine. You feel your own dick start to drip precum. <img src="Images/Home/whoreprecum.webp" width=250 /> Then he curses, and you sense his orgasm is near. You grab his cock with both hands and stroke him to completion. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand3.gif" width=400 /> Once he finishes, he gives you a towel and you clean him up with care. Then he drives you back to your apartment. The drive back is a short, quiet affair. You just remind yourself over and over that this is worth it for the money. Your client drops you without another word. [[Go home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money +=60>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $alreadywhored = 1>>
You enter the men's locker room and find a quiet corner to change. First you pull on the sports bra.<<if $chest gte 4>> Now that your breasts are developed, you snugly fill out your bra.<</if>> Then you shimmy into the leggings. The stretchy fabric feels great against your legs, and everything feels nice and secure around your ass and groin. At a deep, almost subconscious level you find that wearing panties and leggings is just a natural thing for you to do, and you look forward to doing it often. <<if $toy neq "nude">>You just know that your buttplug is going to tease your prostate the entire workout, and you're looking forward to the feeling.<</if>> Before heading for the exit, you pass by a mirror and check out your ass. As you expected, it looks cute and <span class="pink">girly</span>. You give your cheeks a playful smack and watch them jiggle. <img src="Images/Gym/wearingleggings2.gif" width=400 /> Before heading out of the locker room, you make sure to take a long, lingering glance at the showers. As usual, they're full of jacked, naked guys with their dicks just hanging out for you to see. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower3.jpg" width=400 /> Your breathing quickens, staring at all those <span class="purple"><i>meaty, juicy cocks</i></span>. Not for the first time, you wonder what it would be like to taste a sweaty man-cock and swallow a load of cum. Shaking yourself out of the trance, you push down your small, embarassing erection and head out of the locker room. [[Better go find Todd->Shaved Session with Todd Het6 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "sports bra and leggings">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
After giving you a hearty slap on your rump to let you know who's in charge, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gets the workout started. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has you focus on your forearms today, saying your glutes are looking very improved - firm and round. He wants you to build up your strength with repetitive weighted action - apparently it's a critical exercise for new gym-goers. <<if $gymhet6count lte 2>>The machine is a small, weighted device about seven inches long. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shows you the motion to complete and then has you do two hundred reps. You quickly build up a sweat and can tell you're working out some critical muscles in your hands, wrists, and arms. However, a part of you can't feel like the move is... suggestive.<<else>>You grab the weighted action machine with glee, eager to show off to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> how much you've improved. Dropping to your knees, you jerk the machine with vigor, keeping your mouth open and your tongue just barely hanging past your lips. You know what it looks like, but that's the point. <</if>> <img src="Images/Gym/gym3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> watches you do the reps with appreciation, almost <i>hunger</i> in his eyes. Feeling like prey and loving his attention, you work ever harder to jerk the machine as quickly and smoothly as possible. At one point, a bit of saliva drips out of your mouth and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> whispers, <span class="todd"><b>"Nice..."</b></span> Meanwhile, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is keeping busy by doing his own exercises. His workout is suggestive in its own way, as he rolls his chiseled abs and along an exercise ball. He's basically humping it! You can't your eyes off his perfect form, and each time his groin presses against the ball, your asshole clenches in response. <img src="Images/Gym/gym2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Alright," Todd</b></span> says, signaling you to follow him. <span class="todd"><b>"Time for your rub down."</b></span> [[Knowing what he wants, walk behind him with an eager smile.->Shaved Session with Todd Het6 4]]
Once you're in a quiet corner of the gym, well hidden by unused machines, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> asks where you're feeling sore. <<if $gymhet6count gte 4>>Feeling a bit daring today, you look him right in the eye and slap your ass. <span class="pink"><b>"Are you going to make me beg?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"I don't know what's gotten into you today..." Todd</b></span> says, walking over and pushing you onto the ground with ease. He starts mauling your ass cheeks with a rough, eager grip. Soft moans escape your lips as his thumbs get close to your asshole. You can only hope he pushes one of his thick thumbs into your waiting boypussy. That's when you feel something new - something that couldn't possibly be a finger. <img src="Images/Gym/gymgrind3.gif" width=300 /> Your face against the ground, you can't check to make sure, but you're almost certain <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is pressing his naked dick against your ass cheeks. With each push of his massive, girthy cock<<if $toy neq "nude">> your buttplug bumps against your prostate, pushing a new drop of precum out of your limp penis.<<else>> your boypussy clenches down, sending a rush of pleasure through your limbs.<</if>> After a few good minutes of dry humping, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> freezes in place. You stop moving as well, and in the quiet that follows you can hear a group of girls walk by - just a few paces away from you! Chatting amongst themselves, it isn't long before they're gone. <span class="todd"><b>"Come on. We're finishing this."</b></span> <<else>>You give your lip a small bite. <b>"You... you know where, <span class="todd">Todd</span>."</b> Your friend sits down on a bench, shrugging. <span class="todd"><b>"You're going to need to show me first, bro."</b></span> Feeling a bit embarassed, you turn around and give <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> a nice view of your ass. After focusing all your work outs on it for the past several weeks, you know how round and juicy it looks. <b>"Right here, <span class="todd">Todd</span>."</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Show me."</b></span> He says. His voice is unreadable - you can't tell if it's a command or not... but you almost hope it is. Blushing, you start bouncing your ass for your friend. You probably look like a desperate gym bunny to anyone who might see you, shaking your behind to the hottest guy at the gym - but it's not like that! You just love <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> attention, and his firm, attentive hands. <img src="Images/Gym/wearingleggings4.gif" width=400 /> <i>Okay,</i> you think. <i>Maybe it's exactly like that.</i> It's isn't long before <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gets a bit worked up himself, and grasps your firm ass cheeks for his amusement. Losing yourself to his touch, you feel your own body push against his hands - grinding against his crotch. He definitely has a hard on. <img src="Images/Gym/gymgrind1.gif" width=400 /> Feeling your friend's thick, girthy cock against your ass sends shivers down your spine. Before you know it, the two of you are grinding against each other, lost in the moment. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> releases heavy, deep-throated grunts as he does. You can't help the girly sighs that escape your lips. <<if $toy neq "nude">> Each time his hard cock pushes against your ass, your buttplug bumps up against your prostate. Precum pools at the tip of your small penis.<</if>> <i>I'm - I'm going to cum!</i> Cursing, you jump up and make for the locker room, leaving <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> in the dust. <b>"Gotta change!"</b> you say without turning around. <</if>> <<if ($gymhet6count gte 4)>>[[You follow Todd, your hand in his->Shaved Session with Todd Het6 5 Todd]]<<else>> [[Except instead of changing, you head straight to the washroom->Shaved Session with Todd Het6 5]] <</if>>
It's the doctor who examined you a few days ago. He sounds even older, over the phone. <img src="Images/Body/doctor1.jpg" width=300 /> \ <span class="olivier"><b>"I have your results."</b></span> You jump out of bed, startled. <b>"Oh! That was fast..."</b> Silence. <b>"What are the results? Do you know what's happening to me?"</b> The doctor mutters something in German. <span class="olivier"><b>"Yes... and no. It's most peculiar! Come to my office right away."</b></span> <i>Click.</i> The line goes dead. Feeling all kinds of alarmed, you call <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span><<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span><</if>>. Thankfully, she agrees to meet you at the hospital. After getting dressed in a hurry, you rush out the door. [[To the hospital! ->Doctor Visit 2]] <<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 0>><<set $overwear = "black top and red skirt">> <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>><</if>> <<if $bra eq "nude">><<set $bra = "cute white bra">><</if>> <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 0>><<if $underwearinventory.includes("susan's black panties")>> <<set $underwear = "susan's black panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("blue cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "blue cotton panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("pink cotton panties")>> <<set $underwear = "pink cotton panties">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("sexy black thong")>> <<set $underwear = "sexy black thong">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("sexy red thong")>> <<set $underwear = "sexy red thong">> <<elseif $underwearinventory.includes("sexy white thong")>> <<set $underwear = "sexy white thong">><</if>> <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>><</if>>
Jumping into an empty stall, you lock the door and pull down your leggings and $underwear. Already dribbling precum, you start jerking off like your life depended on it. Your mind is full of the memory of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> large, masculine cock pressed between your ass cheeks. Nothing in your life prepared you for the feeling of a penis so close to your asshole... it was like, you were <i>made</i> for that feeling. <<if $toy neq "nude">><span class="pink"><b>"Fuuuuuck!"</b></span> you moan lewdly, as you start toying with your buttplug. <img src="Images/Gym/gymbuttplug.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> You feel the fiery pleasure reach a rapid peak deep inside of you. The next moment, a huge load of cum squirts out of your girly penis. <img src="Images/Gym/gymcum1.gif" width=400 /> <<if $gymhet6count lte 2>> Still dazed and horny, you find yourself slurping up your cum, lost in its musky scent and perfect, salty flavor. You don't stop until your hand is completely clean. Then you wipe your flaccid girl cock with your forefinger and suck on it for a long time, trying to get as much semen as you can down your throat. <img src="Images/Gym/gymswallow1.gif" width=400 /> <<if $gymhet6count eq 2>>Just as you're gobbling up the last of your own seed, you spot a shadow in the toilet stall. Glancing at the stall's corner, you see a person - spying on you! <img src="Images/Gym/gymspy.jpg" width=400 /> <b>"Hey!"</b> you shout at the voyeur. He jumps back, spooked, and runs from the bathroom. You sit on the toilet seat pale faced and frightened, until you're sure the pervert is long gone. <i>I can't believe someone saw me eat my own cum...</i> you think, as you quickly get dressed. It's such an intimate act - no one at the gym should have seen it! Well... maybe <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> seeing it wouldn't be too bad. In fact, the more you think about it, the more the voyeur looked familiar... <<else>> Afterwards, feeling a bit sheepish, you quickly change and get out of the gym before <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> sees you. <i>It's only a matter of time...</i> you can't help but admit to yourself, as you walk away from the gym. <i>I can't control myself around <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and his perfect dick. I might be able to hold off a little longer, but it's only a matter of time.</i> <i>I'm going to get my hands on his cock...</i> You shiver, worried over how certain you are. <i>I hope he accepts me for what I'm becoming... and what I want...</i><</if>> <<else>>Feeling horny and thirsty for cum, you nearly start licking up your semen when you realize the voyeur might be back. Slowly, carefully, you shift your vision to the bottom of your stall, right at the edge. And you spot a man's shoes. In fact, not just any shoes - <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> shoes! For a moment, you're frozen in place. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is the voyeur! He's the one who watched you eat your cum - in fact, he's watching you right now. You're shocked, but a little turned on by the revelation. In fact... this might be all the proof you need that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is just as into you as you are into him. Taking a deep breath, you lick just a small glob of cum from your finger. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmmm..."</b></span> you moan, as the sticky, salty liquid coats your tongue. Nothing in the world tastes better. From behind the door, you hear the distinctive sound of a man slapping his heavy meat sausage. You nearly glance over and meet <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> eye before thinking better of it. In fact, the thought of <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> jerking off to you eating your cum sends a shockwave of new arousal through your limbs. Your girly cock perks up. It's time. It's time to show him what he's doing to you. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmm..."</b></span> you whisper, sucking on your cum-soaked fingers with one hand, while you start jerking off your small, feminine penis with the other. <span class="pink"><b>"Ahhhh... that's so good..."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> masturbating becomes even more frantic. You match his pace. <span class="pink"><b>"yessss - yes - yes - yes!"</b></span> you cry out, your second climax nearing. <span class="pink"><b>"Yes - give me your cum! Feed me your seed, Todd! I want your cock! I want - I want - <i>I want!!!</i>"</b></span> Pleasure floods your body. <img src="Images/Gym/gymcum2.gif" width=400 /> In that moment of bliss, just a bit more cum sprays from your small, girly dick, you open your eyes and meet <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> gaze. And you can tell he's cumming too. And this time, he's not running. Keeping your stare fixed on his, you scoop the cum from your second climax into your mouth and start to play with it, giving him a nice show of how much you love hot semen dribbling down your lips. <img src="Images/Gym/gymswallow2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> watches for a little longer, then slips away from the washroom. <i>You're mine, now.</i> you think, swallowing your second load. <</if>> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $gymhet6count += 1>>
Nervous and aroused, you enter the men's locker room with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. It's entirely empty. There's a sharp <i>click</i> as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> locks the door behind you. Too nervous to act, you stand perfectly still, facing away from him. His palm against your back sends a shiver down your spine. <span class="todd"><b>"I'm not like, super smart or anything. But I'm not blind."</b></span> he says, caressing your lower back. <span class="todd"><b>"I thought you'd never wear the new outfit... but when you did... I thought, maybe..."</b></span> His large hands grip your hips, and slowly massage them. You feel yourself melting in his powerful, protective grasp. <span class="pink"><b>"Wait... this was your plan? All along?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Not a plan. Not a scheme."</b></span> Still standing behind you, his lips touch your neck. You moan. <img src="Images/Gym/gymkiss1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Just a hope."</b></span> One of his hands slips past your waist band. You find yourself fully hard when his fingers easily wrap around your cock. <span class="pink"><b>"I didn't know you were..."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Gay?"</b></span> He laughs, tugging at your dick. <span class="todd"><b>"Only if you count as a guy."</b></span> As if to prove his point, his other hand lifts up your sports bra and starts to play with one your nipples. <img src="Images/Gym/gymnipple.gif" width=300 /> Sighing at his touch against your large, feminine nipples, you lean against his muscled chest. Then he takes your shoulders and turns you around, so you're forced to look at him. He's completely naked. His substantial cock is hard for you. <span class="purple"><i>Perfect.</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Whatever happens next - that's up to you."</b></span> [[Show Todd your affection->Shaved Session with Todd Het6 6 Todd]]
Reaching down, you slide your fingers against his perfect cock. It feels so much larger, so much thicker, so much <i>harder</i> than yours could ever be. Your small penis twitches with excitement as you give <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> dick a nice squeeze. <span class="pink"><i>This is a man's penis. I never had one, because I'm not a man.</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Go on," Todd</b></span> says, <span class="todd"><b>"Stroke it."</b></span> Nothing could give you more pleasure. Dropping to your knees, you start stroking your best friend's cock, loving the feel and weight of it. You're not sure if you're doing well - you've only jerked off your own dick before now, and <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock is so big, it feels like a different beast entirely. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjob1.gif" width=400 /> But you can tell that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> appreciates your effort, even if you have a lot to learn when it comes to stroking real man cock. Soon he pulls you onto a bench and grips your dick in one of his hands. Then you're giving each other handjobs. Each stroke of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> palm against the head of your cock makes you moan with lust. <img src="Images/Gym/sharedhandjob.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Okay," Todd</b></span> whispers, his breathing rapid. <span class="todd"><b>"You're gonna make me cum. I want it all in your hand. Get it on your hand... okay?"</b></span> You know what he wants - and you want it too. You want it badly. Dropping back to your knees, your give his meaty cock fast, heavy strokes until <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shivers once, and then his balls press against his groin. The next moment, a hot jet of semen spills out of the head of his penis. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjobcum1.gif" width=400 /> The moment he's done, you raise your hand to your lips and let all of your best friend's delicious seed spill into your open mouth. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmmm... so good..."</b></span> you say, swallowing it with glee. As you do, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> strokes your hair with affection. <span class="todd"><b>"Good girl,"</b></span> he says, <span class="todd"><b>"You're such a good girl."</b></span> [[Time to clean up->Shaved Session with Todd Het 6 7 Todd]]
Afterwards, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> decide a shower wouldn't be a bad idea. Of course, you shower together like any two best friends would. It isn't long before you're pressed against him, your lips locked onto his. <img src="Images/Gym/gymkiss2.gif" width=400 /> There's just something <i>natural</i> about making out with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. Beyond the fact that he's tall, jacked, and has a pretty massive dong, there's something special to him. You feel so safe, his naked body pressed against your smooth, feminine skin. All too soon the shower is done, and you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> get dressed and ready to part ways. At the exit to the gym, you ask, <b>"So what does this mean?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shrugs. <span class="todd"><b>"This is definitely new territory. Let's not put any labels on it. I just want to keep seeing you."</b></span> You feel yourself blushing. <b>"That's all I want. For now, at least."</b> He gives you his most charming, goofy smile, and then he heads home. You decide it's time you got home yourself. <i><b>Your <span class="blue">Heterosexuality</span> level has decreased!</b></i> <i><b>Your <span class="purple">Homosexuality</span> level has increased! You are officially bisexual, meaning you have come to terms with your intense attraction to men, which stands in perfect balance to your attraction to women. You can now explore this new sexuality with Todd and others!</b></i> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $hetero = 5>> <<set $homo = 5>>
<span class="todd"><b>"Bad news, bro"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> says, the moment you get close. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"I've got to cover for another personal trainer - working with a high priority client. You don't mind working out on your own, do you?"</b></span> You can't help but frown - you were looking forward to another touchy, sweaty workout with your best friend. Then again, you're getting these sessions for free - you can't really complain. <b>"No problem, <span class="todd">Todd</span>. See you next time."</b> But once he heads off, you can't motivate yourself to even change into your gym outfit. Without <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, what's the point? [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
When you get to the gym, you find <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waiting for you outside. Outside, and wearing a costume. <img src="Images/Gym/storm1.jpg" width=400 /> <b>"Dude!"</b> you say, running over. <b>"You look sick!"</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> always puts his all into a home-made costume for every cosplay event that happens near campus. Usually the results are mediocre at best - he's many things, but <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is no artist. But this time, it's clear he put a <i>ton</i> of effort into making his <span class="blue"><b>Storm</b></span> costume perfect. It looks nearly professional! <span class="todd"><b>"Thanks, bro."</b></span> He grins, not a bit phased by the fact that he's the only person dressed in a costume near the gym. A few passer-bys are giving him odd looks. <span class="todd"><b>"Where's yours?"</b></span> <i>Wait... what?</i> <b>"What do you mean?"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Bro!" Todd</b></span> gives your shoulder a small push - enough to make you nearly trip over your feet. <span class="todd"><b>"The cosplay bash is <i>tonight!</i>! Tell me you didn't forget!"</b></span> <i>Oh... fuck</i> <b>"Give me one hour - one hour, I swear!"</b> you say, already running towards the nearest costume store. <b>"I'll be back here with a sweet costume, and then we'll go!"</b> <span class="todd"><b>"Should I come with you?" Todd</b></span> shouts back, but you're already past the gym parking lot and turning a corner onto the next street. [[Time to find a costume with all due speed!->Second Date with Todd 2]]
Coughing and heaving for breath, you arrive at the only costume store near your campus. The prices are pretty crazy, here, but it's not like you have a choice. <img src="Images/Gym/costumestore.jpg" width=400 /> Coming to a staggering halt at the front desk, you sputter out, <b>"I need a <span class="grey">Pepperoth</span> costume - do you have one available?"</b> The one staff in the store gives you a long look. He's a middle-aged man, rocking thick glasses and a rugged goatee. You can't help but think that he's <span class="purple"><i>kind of sexy,</i></span> in an older man kind of way. <img src="Images/Gym/costumeclerk.jpg" width=200 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Ah, for the cosplay bash tonight?"</b></span> He smirks. <span class="blue"><b>"A little last minute, aren't you?"</b></span> You place your hands against your hips. <b>"Come on, do you have one in stock?"</b> He sighs, annoyed, and checks his computer. <span class="blue"><b>"Pepperoth... Pepperoth... I'm sorry, we're fresh out of Pepperoth."</b></span> <b>"Shit..."</b> <i>This is totally my fault! If I wasn't so wrapped up in keeping my dad alive, I would have snagged a costume weeks ago.</i> Just as you turn to leave, the clerk calls you back. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey! I... uh..."</b></span> He glances around to make sure no one else is in the store. <span class="blue"><b>"I might have another Frantic Fantasy costume available."</b></span> he gives your hips a measuring stare. <span class="blue"><b>"I think it's just your size."</b></span> You swallow. Something about the way he said that made you feel nervous <span class="purple"><i>and excited</i></span>. <b>"Umm... what kind of costume?"</b> [[He pulls it out from behind his desk.->Second Date with Todd 3]]
Your heart begins to race, the moment you recognize it. <b>"That's a <span class="pink">Sifa Clockheart</span> costume..."</b> <img src="Images/Gym/sifa1.jpg" width=500 /> The clerk's eyes flash at the name. <span class="blue"><b>"Ah, a fellow fan of Frantic Fantasy Seven! This is the last costume I have in stock from the game. In fact, I was saving it for... nevermind."</b></span> <b>"But that's a <span class="pink"><i>girl's</i></span> costume."</b> You're not sure why that matters - you wear girl costumes at work all the time! You suppose it's because that's for work. This is different. What will <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> think if you show up like this? <i>Well... maybe he'd like it...</i> you think with excitement. <<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>The clerk looks at the clothes you're wearing. <span class="blue"><b>"I didn't think that would matter to a slu- er... uh, to a someone like you. Won't you try it on?"</b></span><<else>>The clerk just smiles. <span class="blue"><b>"All kinds of boys like you wear girly costumes for cosplay - it's the thing to do! Won't you try it on?"</b></span><</if>> <b>"Well... it couldn't hurt to try it on..."</b> [[Grab the costume and head to the dressing room.->Second Date with Todd 4]]
Sighing, you shut the dressing room door and strip down to your girly underwear. The more you look at the costume components, the more excited you are to try it on. <span class="pink"><b>Sifa Clockheart</b></span> is a pretty big badass in <i>Frantic Fantasy Seven.</i> Unlike the rest of the heroes, she beats up the forces of evil with nothing but her fists. And even better, she does it in nothing more than a short skirt, a tank top, and pugilist's gloves. She's the secret crush of thousands of fans like <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> for a reason. You just hope you can live up to her image. Getting into the zone, you get the costume on quickly enough - putting on women's clothing is second nature to you, now. Standing in the mirror, you mutter three simple words. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck, I'm hot."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/sifa2.jpg" width=300 /> You. Bring. That. Costume. To. <b><i>Life</i></b>. Posing in the dressing room mirror, you can't help but feel like this was an act of fate. You make a <i>much</i> better <span class="pink"><b>Sifa</b></span> than a <span class="grey"><b>Pepperoth</b></span>! Feeling sexy and confident, you swing open the dressing room door. The clerk is there waiting for you, and you can tell by the way that his eyes widen that he's a bit shocked - and impressed - by the brand new you. <span class="blue"><b>"You're... you're perfect! You are Sifa!"</b></span> You can't help but blush and give him a flirty pose. <span class="pink"><b>"You think so?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I know so!"</b></span> He checks the price tag hanging from your skirt. <span class="blue"><b>"Now, that'll be five hundred dollars."</b></span> Your heart sinks. That's <i>a lot</i> of cash to spend on a costume! <<if $money lte 499>>In fact, you don't have enough money to buy it!<</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"If that's a little steep,"</b></span> he says, reading your mind. <span class="blue"><b>"We have a promotion to cut the price in half - just for pretty girls like you."</b></span> You don't like the way he's leering at you now, but you feel the need to ask, <span class="pink"><b>"Promotion?"</b></span> He grins. <span class="blue"><b>"it's simple! I take a few photos for our website, and you get the costume for half the price."</b></span> Well... a few cute photos isn't too bad. [[Take the promotion->Second Date with Todd 4 photo]] <<if $money gte 500>>[[Pay full price->Second Date with Todd 5]]<</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "Sifa Clockheart costume">> <<set $sifacost = 500>>
Once you agree, the clerk leads you to a backroom where he has a professional camera and lighting aleady set up. A bead of sweat runs down your back as you hear him lock the door behind you. <span class="blue"><b>"There, now we'll have privacy."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Right... so, what do I need to do?"</b></span> He gestures at the stage. <span class="blue"><b>"Just get on up there, look pretty, and follow my direction."</b></span> Swallowing, you hop on the stage and stand awkwardly in front of the camera. Thankfully, the clerk turns out to be a seasoned and respectful photographer, and guides you through a series of fun and flirty poses. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa3.png" width=300 /> Before you know it, the photo session is complete. <span class="blue"><b>"That was wonderful!"</b></span> the clerk says, once the last photo is taken. <span class="blue"><b>"A fine addition to our website!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And I get the costume for half off?"</b></span> you ask, trying to hurry him up. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is probably wondering what's taking so long. <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah... unless you want it for free."</b></span> You freeze at the word. Something in the way he said it, and in the way he's looking at you now, gives you a hint as to what he wants. <span class="pink"><b>"...Free?"</b></span> He nods. <span class="blue"><b>"Just a few more photos. But these ones will be for my <i>personal</i> collection."</b></span> For some reason, his voice is sending warmth down to your groin. You cross your legs to hide your small erection. <span class="pink"><b>"Umm..."</b></span> [[Do the lewd photo shoot->Second Date with Todd 4 lewd photo]] <<if $money gte 250>>[[Take the costume for half price->Second Date with Todd 5]]<</if>> <<set $sifacost = 250>>
<<if ($sifaslut eq 0) and ($sifacost eq 500)>>After a moment's consideration, you decline the clerk's offer. You've got to meet with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and get to the cosplay bash - and besides, the guy is kind of a creep. <<set $money -= 500>> <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> After handing over a significant amount of cash, you've paid for your costume and are ready to meet up with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>! <<elseif ($sifaslut eq 0) and ($sifacost eq 250)>>After a moment's hesitation, you opt out of taking any more photos with the clerk. You can tell things would get way too heated if you showed him any more skin. <span class="blue"><b>"Shame,"</b></span> he says, unlocking the backroom and following back to the front desk. <span class="blue"><b>"You would have been a fine addition to my collection."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah... I'll pass on that."</b></span> <<set $money -= 250>> <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> Luckily, the clerk doesn't reneg on the deal. After paying only half price for the costume, you're ready to meet up with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>! <<elseif $sifaslut eq 0>>After a moment's hesitation, you shake your head with a grimace. <span class="pink"><b>"What kind of girl do you think I am?"</b></span> He pulls his hand from his crotch, disappointed. <span class="blue"><b>"Umm... the kind that let's a stranger take pictures of her tits for his wank bank?"</b></span> <i>Well, he has a point there.</i> Huffing, you stomp off of the stage and try to force the door free. It doesn't budge. The clerk gets right behind you - close enough to feel his bulge against your ass - and unlocks the door with his key. <span class="blue"><b>"Deal's a deal."</b></span> He says, sighing. <span class="blue"><b>"The costume's free..."</b></span> He gives you a piteous look. <span class="blue"><b>"Think I could get one last look at those perfect fem boy tits, for being a gentleman."</b></span> He's certainly <i>not</i> a gentleman, but you're feeling a little generous, and a little turned on. After an exaggerated roll of your eyes, you pull back your top. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa7.jpg" width=300 /> The next moment, you've got your breasts hidden once more and you're sprinting out the door. It's time to meet up with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>! <<else>>Despite how slutty it is, you can't help but give in to your gurgling stomach, looking at all that cum. Not daring to meet the clerk's eye, you start to scoop up the mixed semen and swallow it with greedy slurps. <img src="Images/Gym/gymswallow3.gif" width=300 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck you're such a slut."</b></span> the clerk says as he zips up his pants, clearly impressed. You just shrug as you rearrange your skirt and panties. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm super late. I really need to go."</b></span> He unlocks the door, but puts his arm down as you mean to head out of the backroom. <span class="blue"><b>"Don't you want your cash, slut?"</b></span> <i>Oh - the money!</i> The clerk counts out the twenty dollar bills one by one, forcing you to stand there, still smelling like semen and very much wanting to leave. Finally, the last bill hits your open palm. <span class="blue"><b>"Come by if you want your hole stretched, cumdump."</b></span> <i>I'm not a <span class="purple"><i>cumdump</i></span>! Am I?</i> <<set $money += 300>> Feeling ashamed and a little aroused by being treated like a whore, you stuff the cash down your bra and head out to find <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span><</if>> [[I wonder what he'll think when he sees me...->Second Date with Todd 6]]
Giving him a flirty smile, you stay on the stage. <span class="pink"><b>"Tell me what what you want to see."</b></span> He starts by making you turn around and giving him a good view of bubble butt. The photos are a bit lewd, but nothing too wild. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa4.jpg" width=300 /> It's hard to see him behind the bright lights and the flash of his camera, but between shots, you get brief glimpses of the clerk and his crotch. He's definitely sporting a hefty erection. And it's taking all your willpower to keep your small penis hidden. The poses get more and more daring as the shoot continues. Soon you find yourself getting into it, and obeying his every command as he makes you tease more and more of your perky breasts. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa5.jpg" width=300 /> You know it's coming, but it still sends a shiver down your spine when he makes you flash your tits. You feel a bit ashamed as he takes picture after picture of your new breasts, but your growing sense of arousal keeps the shame at bay. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa6.jpg" width=300 /> At last, the photo shoot completes - you got your costume for free! The clerk approaches the stage, once he's done. Not bothering to hide his excitement any longer, he's got one hand tucking to his pants, fondling his crotch. <span class="blue"><b>"I don't normally do this... but... I'll pay."</b></span> You take a step back, nervous. <span class="blue"><b>"I know a trap when I see one. There's nothing I love more than a Sifa with a secret."</b></span> He hops onto the stage. <span class="blue"><b>"Let me fondle your cute little trap cock for fifteen seconds. I'll pay you three hundred dollars."</b></span> <i>Holy shit - is this guy serious?</i> Letting a guy grab your dick for money is basically prostitution! You might be a horny little fem boy, but you're no whore... On the other hand... you could certainly use the cash. And there's something so fucking <span class="purple"><i>sexy</i></span> about letting a strange man grope you for money. [[Reject his offer and go find Todd->Second Date with Todd 5]] [[Reluctantly accept his offer->Second Date with Todd 4 grope]] <<set $sifacost = 0>>
Redfaced with shame, you give your approval of the clerk's offer by slowly lowering two hands to your skirt, and raising the hem past your hips. <span class="blue"><b>"That's it... that's a good girl."</b></span> He says, tracing your thighs with his hands, then pulling aside your panties. <img src="Images/Gym/clerkgrope1.gif" width=400 /> You shudder as he starts to circle the head of your cock with his thumb. <span class="blue"><b>"Don't feel bad."</b></span> he whispers. <span class="blue"><b>"A guy becomes a trap because his one goal in life is to submit to real cock. Putting on girly clothes is just how you advertise your desires to the world."</b></span> He squeezes your feminine penis. <span class="blue"><b>"See how hard you are?"</b></span> he whispers. <span class="blue"><b>"That's all the proof I need. You're a slutty trap who loves cock. It's only a matter of time before you're selling your boypussy for pocket change."</b></span> You wish you could refute him, but you feel all resistance fade away as he starts to kiss your neck while he fondles your small, painfully hard cocklet. And then he unzips his pants. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey!"</b></span> you hiss, as his large cock flops out. <span class="pink"><b>"That wasn't part of the deal... that... <i>uuuhh...</i>"</b></span> You can't help it - you're a slave to his touch. It only gets worse when he slams his hefty man-cock against your girly dick, and makes you stroke them both together. <img src="Images/Gym/clerkgrope2.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I think..."</b></span> you moan, as your feel your balls contract in preparation for an explosive orgasm. <span class="pink"><b>"I think it's been fifteen... seconds... <i>ooohh....</i>"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"It's too late - I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"</b></span> Both of you get off at once. Your asshole seizes with pleasure and you nearly stumble as you lose yourself to a shameful orgasm. The dressing room fills with the smell of semen. Shivering, you feel the clerk's hot seed pour down your cock. <img src="Images/Gym/clerkgrope3.gif" width=400 /> [[Okay, now it's definitely time to go.->Second Date with Todd 5]] <<set $sifaslut = 1>>
<span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> still waiting for you outside the gym, his head buried in his phone. <img src="Images/Gym/storm1.jpg" width=400 /> Suddenly nervous about what he'll think about you showing up in a <span class="pink">different</span> costume, you come to a stop ten paces from him, shuffling your feet. <span class="todd"><b>"Hey,"</b></span> he says, giving you a friendly smile. <span class="todd"><b>"Nice outfit. Are you, uh... going be at the event tonight?"</b></span> <i>Holy shit - he doesn't recognize me!</i> <span class="pink"><b>"Umm... yes. With you, bro."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"$playername?" Todd</b></span> nearly drops his phone. <span class="todd"><b>"No way, bro! You look - you look - uhh..."</b></span> He blushes and slaps his forehead. <span class="todd"><b>"Like - you're Sifa! You're actually Sifa!"</b></span> Feeling your own cheeks redden, you tilt your head back and stare at the sky with a stupid grin. <span class="pink"><b>"Well I can go back and grab a Pepperoth costume if-"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"No way! Noooooooo way! This is better. Like, much better."</b></span> He glances at the time on his phone. <<if $sifaslut eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>"But what took you so long? You were gone for over an hour."</b></span> You think back to the strange man you let grope you, and how the feeling of his girthy cock against your own diminutive penis brought you to a quick, shameful orgasm. <span class="pink"><b>"Umm... traffic?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"On foot?"</b></span> You don't have an answer to that, but <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> just shrugs. <span class="todd"><b>"Come on - we're gonna be late!"</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>"You were gone for a pretty long time, but we should still be able to get there right when it starts. Come on!"</b></span><</if>> [[To the Cauldron!->Second Date with Todd 7]] <<set $sifascore = 0>> <<set $time = "Evening">>
You and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> arrive at the Cauldron. Since tonight's the cosplay bash, it's full of people dressed up as their favorite TV, anime, super hero, and video game characters. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaybash1.jpg" width=450 /> Basically it's a total nerdfest, much to your and <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> delight. <span class="todd"><b>"This. Is. Awesome!" Todd</b></span> says, leading you through the first floor of the Cauldron. Spotting some waitresses you recognize, you wonder if you'll run into <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. The crowd gets thick the closer to the bar you go, but <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> built like a tank and gets through everyone with ease. When you start to lag behind, he slips a hand over your lower back and leads you to the bar. <span class="pink"><i>Such a gentleman,</i></span> you can't help but think. It's while you're sipping on your first drink that a man in a tuxedo approaches you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplayjudge.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Storm and Sifa - a classic, but a great one!"</b></span> he says, with an exaggerated, almost musical voice. <span class="todd"><b>"You know it bro - have you ever seen a better Sifa cosplay?"</b></span> The tuxedoed stranger winks at you. <span class="blue"><b>"Never in my life."</b></span> To <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, he adds <span class="blue"><b>"Are you two competing in the cosplay couple event? You'd be a force to be reckoned with! Only twenty bucks to enter."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Ummm, I don't think-"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"-Hell yeah, bro! Nothing can stop Storm and Sifa! Sign us up!"</b></span> <<if $sifaslut eq 1>><span class="blue"><b>"Now, I'll have to dock a point because of your late arrival."</b></span> Ah - you did spend a bit of time cleaning up all that cum you sprayed after frotting with a stranger. <span class="todd"><b>"No worries - I love a comeback story!"</b></span> <</if>> And before you can stop him, <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> paid twenty dollars and signed you up for the competition. <span class="pink"><b>"What the hell, Todd?"</b></span> you hiss, the moment the man leaves. <span class="pink"><b>"I don't want to draw attention to myself."</b></span> He blinks like you told him you were made of cheese. <span class="todd"><b>"But... why?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Look at me!"</b></span> You gesture at your black wig, your made-up face, your tight white tank top and short black skirt. <span class="todd"><b>"Exactly. You're beautiful."</b></span> And to that, you have nothing to say. <i>No one</i> has called you beautiful before. You take a long swig of your drink to hide the stupid grin about to erupt on your face. <span class="pink"><b>"... fine. We'll play."</b></span> Right then, the tuxedoed man hops onto the bar and shouts, <span class="blue"><b>"Ladies and gentlemen - the cosplay couple competition is officially on! Let's all head to the third floor and get started!!!"</b></span> [[Off we go!->Second Date with Todd 8]] <<if $sifaslut eq 0>><<set $sifascore += 1>><</if>>
After arriving at the third floor, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> are shepherded onto the stage with all the other contestants. You see you'll be facing some stiff competition - particularly from a Link and Zelda duo that looks basically professional. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaybash2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Look at those two."</b></span> you whisper, eying them up and down as the audience fills in the rest of the Cauldron's third floor. <span class="pink"><b>"They've got this in the bag."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Sifa," Todd</b></span> whispers back with a smirk. <span class="todd"><b>"You're a fucking babe. We've got this."</b></span> And to show how serious is, he quietly pulls up your skirt and gives you a nice slap on the ass. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplayslap.gif" width=300 /> Thankfully you're both at the back of the stage, and no one sees. Even though his slap was hard, you can tell it came from a place of love. Only <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gets to slap your big, sexy ass. <i>Fuck, I'm getting hard.</i> The tuxedoed judge announces that the first round is single poses - basically, each contestant needs to pose on their own in a way that reflects your character. Just as your erection quiets down, you're called to the front of the stage. Nervous as all hell, you strut forwards. <i>Hmmm... what kind of pose should I do?</i> [[Cute and girly->Second Date with Todd 9 cute]] [[Badass fighting girl->Second Date with Todd 9 fighting]]
You know how much the boys love when you get all cutesy for them. <span class="blue"><b>"Ladies and gentleman, it's Smidgar's most wanted... it's SIFA CLOCKHEART!!!"</b></span> Pulling your arms behind your back, you give the audience a nice look at your pale skin and budding cleavage. There's a good deal of cheering from the crowd, so you give them a wink. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa8.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Aint she pretty?"</b></span> the judge shouts to the audience. <span class="blue"><b>"A decent showing, but I expected a bit more fight from my Sifa - she is, after all, the best hand-to-hand fighter in the game."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> jumps to the front of the stage just after you, and brings the house down with one cold, smoldering stare from beneath his wildly styled blonde wig. <span class="blue"><b>"Round two - trivia!"</b></span> [[Here we go, trivia time!->Second Date with Todd 10]] <<set $sifascore += 1>>
<span class="pink"><b>Sifa Clockheart</b></span> is many things, but she's first and foremost a fucking badass. The audience will want you to be true to character <span class="blue"><b>"Ladies and gentleman, it's Smidgar's most wanted... it's SIFA CLOCKHEART!!!"</b></span> Raising one hand, you tighten one of your boxing gloves while casting a lonely look to your left. Ready for action, but with a hidden melancholy - this is what your character is all about. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa9.png" width=400 /> And the crowd goes wild! <span class="blue"><b>"Woah! Did half the audience just fall in love? I know I did! Look out, everyone, this Sifa's gunning for gold!"</b></span> Just as the cheering for your pose quietens down, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> jumps to the front of the stage just after you, and brings the house down with one cold, smoldering stare from beneath his wildly styled blonde wig. <span class="blue"><b>"Round two - trivia!"</b></span> [[Here we go, trivia time!->Second Date with Todd 10]] <<set $sifascore += 2>>
The judge approaches each of the couples in turn, and asks them each two questions - one for each contestant. The questions don't seem particularly hard, but the judge has personalized them to match the character each person is dressed as. If you don't know who you're wearing, you're probably not going to get the answer right. <span class="blue"><b>"Storm!"</b></span> the judge shouts when he gets to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives the audience another smoldering pose, and the crowd roars in response. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaybash3.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Storm, have I got a zinger for you! Tell me, what is your ultimate limit break? Is it -"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Omnicrash! It's omnicrash!" Todd</b></span> shouts, not waiting for the potential answers. <span class="blue"><b>"Impatient... but correct!"</b></span> The judge then turns to you. <span class="blue"><b>"Sifa, Sifa, Sifa. What are we going to do about you, Sifa?"</b></span> Following <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> lead, you give the audience another pose - this time, a cute little glimpse of your tongue. They go absolutely wild, with several guys jumping up and down at the display. <span class="pink"><i>Why are nerds so cute?</i></span> <img src="Images/Gym/sifa10.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Tell me, Sifa. Where do you and Storm go on your secret date? Is it, the Cinnamon Saucer, the Saucy Saucer, the Secret Saucer, or the Silver Saucer?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives you a wide-eyed look, as if the answer should be obvious. <span class="pink"><i>Wait... we talked about this a few weeks ago! I should know this!</i></span> [[The Cinnamon Saucer->Second Date with Todd 11 no]] [[The Saucy Saucer->Second Date with Todd 11 no]] [[The Secret Saucer->Second Date with Todd 11 no]] [[The Silver Saucer->Second Date with Todd 11 yes]]
<span class="blue"><b>"I'm sorry, Ms. Clockheart, but that's incorrect."</b></span> the judge says, as the crowd lets out a unanimous <i>awwww</i>. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplayjudge.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> lips press against your ear, as he whispers. <span class="todd"><b>"No big deal, we're still killing this."</b></span> Smiling, you lean your head against his muscled shoulder. <span class="blue"><b>"It's time for the second last round - the couple's dance!"</b></span> <i>Wait... what?</i> you think, as music begins to play and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> grabs your hands. <i>Dancing?</i> [[Dancing!->Second Date with Todd 12]] <<set $sifascore += 1>>
<span class="blue"><b>"Ms. Clockheart, you've got the brains <i>and</i> the brawns. Truly unstoppable!"</b></span> the judge says, as the crowd cheers with glee. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplayjudge.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> lips press against your ear, as he whispers. <span class="todd"><b>"Didn't doubt you for a second, babe."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Babe? Since when am I babe?</i></span> But actually, <span class="pink">babe</span> sounds kind of nice. Smiling, you lean your head against <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> muscled shoulder. <span class="blue"><b>"It's time for the second last round - the couple's dance!"</b></span> <i>Wait... what?</i> you think, as music begins to play and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> grabs your hands. <i>Dancing?</i> [[Dancing!->Second Date with Todd 12]] <<set $sifascore += 2>>
The music is a fast-paced electro swing ditty, and everyone on stage is dancing like a maniac. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaydance.gif" width=400 /> You try to keep up with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, but you've always been a poor dancer. Hopefully you get some points just for trying. After maybe a minute of dancing like a fool, you notice that a good portion of the audience is focused on Link and Zelda - and no wonder. While the rest of the stage is full of wacky dancing, Link and Zelda are basically embracing! They're definitely earning points for being cute. Everyone loves a little bit of cosplay romance. You glance at <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. Would he be into it if you got all close and personal? Is it worth the risk? [[Get close and cute->Second Date with Todd 13 close]] [[Keep it fast and fun->Second Date with Todd 13 fast]]
Summoning up your courage, you step close until you're right against <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. He's quite a bit bigger and taller than you, so you're standing at about neck level, and your slim figure now wrapped around his arms. <span class="todd"><b>"What are you doing?" Todd</b></span> whispers, as he stops dancing. <span class="pink"><b>"Just trust me,"</b></span> you say, putting your hands on his shoulders. <span class="pink"><b>"And hold me."</b></span> What starts out as just dancing close together gets closer and closer as time goes on. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is staring at you with an ardent, endearing gaze, and you can't help but stare back. When did he become so handsome? Why didn't you ever notice before now? <img src="Images/Gym/sifa11.jpg" width=300 /> And then the song ends, and the crowd goes wild. <span class="blue"><b>"Sifa and Storm! A love for the ages! WHAT A MOMENT! SOMEONE GET ME A TISSUE!!!"</b></span> the judge roars, his voice barely audible above the chants and screams of the audience. You untangle yourself from <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> grasp, a bit embarassed, a bit pleased to see your gambit work. Now, if only the butterflies in your stomach would calm down. <span class="blue"><b>"Ladies and gentlemen, it's the final round. Now's the time to get bold and give us something extra."</b></span> The judge gestures at all the contestants, as the music falls silent and the lights dim. <span class="blue"><b>"No more holding back. It's time for the final round - it's time for the couple pose!"</b></span> The crowd leaps to their feet in excitement. The lights flash in a technicolor explosion. <span class="todd"><b>"Cool."</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, watching the light show. <span class="todd"><b>"Cool cool cool."</b></span> [[The final round begins.->Second Date with Todd 14]] <<set $sifascore += 2>>
You and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> keep dancing, and before long you forget about the competition and you're just having fun with your best friend. Judging by his eager smile, dancing with the likes of <span class="pink"><b>Sifa Clockheart</b></span> is basically a dream come true Of course, you're not surprised when Link and Zelda get awarded the most points for the round. They make a cute couple and they know how to work the crowd. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaybash4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Ladies and gentlemen, it's the final round. Now's the time to get bold and give us something extra."</b></span> The judge gestures all the contestants, as the music falls silent and the lights dim. <span class="blue"><b>"No more holding back. It's time for the final round - it's time for the couple pose!"</b></span> The crowd leaps to their feet in excitement. The lights flash in a technicolor explosion. <span class="todd"><b>"Cool."</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, watching the light show. <span class="todd"><b>"Cool cool cool."</b></span> [[The final round begins.->Second Date with Todd 14]]
Each couple goes up to take their picture, to the commentary of the judge and the cheers - or boos - of the audience. Link and Zelda get a standing ovation for a simple peck on the cheek. It seems the theme of romance is really doing things for the audience. <span class="todd"><b>"Alright, babe. What's the plan?" Todd</b></span> asks, walking beside you as you approach the sole light at the front of the stage. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaybash5.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"We've really got to 'wow' them. We've got to do something they haven't seen before."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives you butt an affectionate rub. <span class="todd"><b>"Whatever you do, I'm game."</b></span> The time has come. [[A cool action pose!->Second Date with Todd 15 action]] [[A dreamy, romantic pose!->Second Date with Todd 15 dreamy]]
You go with a cool action pose - like you would see on the cover of a video game. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> follows your lead, and the crowd gives a pretty good cheer in response. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa13.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Storm and Sifa, ladies and gentlemen, doing what they do best."</b></span> the judge says, clapping as he does. <span class="blue"><b>"I wouldn't want to get into a fight with those two heroes!"</b></span> And then it's over. The contestants take their seats at the foot of the stage, as the lights go dim and the crowd goes silent. <span class="blue"><b>"What a night, everyone. What a night! So many great contestants, but only one couple can leave with the thousand dollar prize."</b></span> <i>Wait... what?</i> <span class="pink"><b>"One thousand dollars!?"</b></span> you whisper to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. He just shrugs - clearly, he had no idea what he was signing up for. <span class="blue"><b>"And the winner is..."</b></span> <<set $sifascore += 1>> <<if $sifascore gte 10>>[[You hold your breath, awaiting the answer.->Second Date with Todd 17 Win]]<</if>> \ <<if $sifascore lte 9>>[[You hold your breath, awaiting the answer.->Second Date with Todd 17 Lose]]<</if>> \
You spin around and grasp <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> by his shoulders. The next moment, he's holding you close in his grip, his lips hovering near yours. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa12.jpg" width=500 /> The crowd erupts in fierce cheering. The judge, too, seems very much into it. <span class="blue"><b>"Storm and Sifa, ladies and gentlemen! A love story for the ages!"</b></span> Then a chant arises from the crowd. <b>"KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!"</b> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> eyes go wide. Getting touchy at the gym is one thing, but a kiss is... different. It's intimate on a whole new level. Your heart is beating a mile a minute. It's clear <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> won't make a move on his own. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to kiss my best friend in front of two hundred people?</i></span> You feel blood rush to your girly penis. A part of you <i>definitely</i> wants to, but you worry this might mean things will never be the same with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. But maybe that's what you want. [[Kiss Todd->Second Date with Todd 16 kiss]] [[Show him your cheek->Second Date with Todd 16 cheek]]
<span class="blue"><b>"... STORM AND SIFA!!!"</b></span> That's you! You won the cosplay bash!!! To the rapturous applause of the audience, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> step back up to the front of stage - this time, to receive your prize. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gets a dinky little crown and a sealed envelope - likely containing a thousand dollars. You, on the other hand, get crowned with an absolutely stunning tiara. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaycrown.gif" width=300 /> You can't help but let tears of joy run down your face, watching the lights flash like crazy while the crowd rises to their feet, cheering your name. Well, cheering <span class="pink"><b>Sifa's</b></span> name... but close enough. [[Time to party!->Second Date with Todd 18]] <<set $sifawin = 1>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $ach4 = 1>>
<span class="blue"><b>"... LINK AND ZELDA!!!"</b></span> <i>Ah... shit.</i> The rapturous applause of the audience, Link and Zelda step back up to the front of stage to receive their prize. Link gets a dinky little crown and a sealed envelope - likely containing a thousand dollars. Zelda, on the other hand, get crowned with an absolutely stunning tiara. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaycrown.gif" width=300 /> You watch, feeling jealous as all hell, as Zelda prancing around the stage to the cheers and adoration of the crowd. You didn't even want to be in the competition a few hours ago, but now you wish you won. <span class="todd"><b>"Come on,"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, beside you. <span class="todd"><b>"Let's get out of here"</b></span> [[Yep, party time is over->Second Date with Todd 18]] <<set $sifawin = 0>> <<set $time = "Night">>
Leaning in, you close the distance and press your lips against your best friend's. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaykiss.gif" width=250 /> And in that moment, the world disappears. There is no judge, no crowd, no Cauldron. There's just his lips against yours. The warmth of his breath. The smell of his skin. Your body feels like its made of electricity. And then the crowd goes absolutely nuts. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaycheer.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"DID WE JUST MAKE COSPLAY HISTORY!?!"</b></span> the judge shouts above the crowd. <span class="blue"><b>"STORM AND SIFA - STAR-CROSSED LOVERS! WHAT IS GOING ON!? THEY'RE STILL GOING!"</b></span> At last, you reluctantly pull your lips from <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span>. He's got a happy, dazed look. You simply smile like you've got the world all figured out, and he winks in response. And then it's over. The contestants take their seats at the foot of the stage, as the lights go dim and the crowd goes silent. <span class="blue"><b>"What a night, everyone. What a night! So many great contestants, but only one couple can leave with the thousand dollar prize."</b></span> <i>Wait... what?</i> <span class="pink"><b>"One thousand dollars!?"</b></span> you whisper to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. He just shrugs - clearly, he had no idea what he was signing up for. <span class="blue"><b>"And the winner is..."</b></span> <<set $sifascore += 4>> <<if $sifascore gte 10>>[[You hold your breath, awaiting the answer.->Second Date with Todd 17 Win]]<</if>> \ <<if $sifascore lte 9>>[[You hold your breath, awaiting the answer.->Second Date with Todd 17 Lose]]<</if>> \ <<set $sifakiss = 1>>
Playing it safe, you show him your cheek. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives you a goofy grin before leaning in and pressing his lips against it. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaycheek.gif" width=250 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Awww - now isn't that cute?"</b></span> the judge says, clapping as he does. <span class="blue"><b>"Storm and Sifa - childhood friends - and maybe more than that!"</b></span> And then it's over. The contestants take their seats at the foot of the stage, as the lights go dim and the crowd goes silent. <span class="blue"><b>"What a night, everyone. What a night! So many great contestants, but only one couple can leave with the thousand dollar prize."</b></span> <i>Wait... what?</i> <span class="pink"><b>"One thousand dollars!?"</b></span> you whisper to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. He just shrugs - clearly, he had no idea what he was signing up for. <span class="blue"><b>"And the winner is..."</b></span> <<set $sifascore += 2>> <<if $sifascore gte 10>>[[You hold your breath, awaiting the answer.->Second Date with Todd 17 Win]]<</if>> \ <<if $sifascore lte 9>>[[You hold your breath, awaiting the answer.->Second Date with Todd 17 Lose]]<</if>> \
<<if $sifawin eq 1>>After a long night of partying like fools at the Cauldron, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> head outside and walk down the street together. His arm is wrapped around your shoulder, but don't think anything of it. It just feels nice. Really, his arm should always be wrapped around your shoulder!<<else>>While the party rages on in the Cauldron, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> head outside and walk down the street together. His arm is wrapped around your shoulder, but don't think anything of it. It just feels nice. Really, his arm should always be wrapped around your shoulder.<</if>> <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaybash6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"I had fun tonight." Todd</b></span> says, after a long silence. <<if $sifawin eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Yeah... me too."</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Even though we lost?"</b></span><</if>> <<if $sifawin eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>"I always have a good time with you. If you were a girl, I'd..."</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>"I don't care. I always have a good time with you. If you were a girl, I'd..."</b></span><</if>> Silence follows. You feel a bit sad, suddenly. <<if $sifakiss eq 0>><span class="todd"><b>"Hey," Todd</b></span> says, stopping. <span class="todd"><b>"Can I kiss you?"</b></span> You stare at him, stunned. And yet before you can think much about it, you feel yourself nodding.<<else>><span class="todd"><b>"Hey," Todd</b></span> says, stopping. <span class="todd"><b>"About that kiss..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh! That."</b></span> you say, blushing. <span class="pink"><b>"I mean, we were in a competition, and-"</b></span><</if>> The next moment, <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> lips are against yours. <img src="Images/Gym/cosplaykiss2.gif" width=300 /> It's a long, sweet kiss. Maybe better than you've ever had with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. You feel yourself melting in his embrace, and find yourself getting more and more into it. Pushing close, you feel his large erection pressing against your legs. Your own small cock is hard and has slipped past your short skirt, and rubs against his pants. Eventually, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pulls back. <<if $sifawin eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>"This is for you, by the way."</b></span> He hands you an envelope. You know what's inside. <span class="pink"><b>"Todd, I don't need-"</b></span> <<set $money += 1000>> <span class="todd"><b>"Shh. Just take it." Todd</b></span> smiles. <span class="todd"><b>"Goodnight, babe."</b></span><<else>>He smiles. <span class="todd"><b>"Goodnight, babe."</b></span><</if>> And just like that, he leaves you. <i>... I... I might be falling in love with my best friend.</i> You think, watching him go. <i>... fuck.</i> <<if $sifakiss eq 1>><b><i><span class="todd">Todd</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $toddlove += 1>> \ <</if>> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $todddate = 3>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>>
When you arrive at the doctor's office, <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span><<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span><</if>> is already there. <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><img src="Images/Cauldron/katie9.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi13.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Susan/susan15.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>"Took you long enough, hot shot." Katie</b></span> says, giving you a tired look. You forgot how much she hates mornings.<<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>"Finally - let's figure out what's going on here." Lexi</b></span> says, gesturing for you to sit beside her.<<else>><span class="susan"><b>"Come sit beside me, babe." Susan</b></span> says, the moment you arrive.<</if>> The doctor has a tablet in his hands, and flips it over to you the next moment. <span class="olivier"><b>"Here. Your results."</b></span> You blink, looking at the graph. <img src="Images/Body/hormones.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"I'm majoring in Gender Studies, not... science."</b> The doctor sighs. <span class="olivier"><b>"That right there is the hormonal trajectory of a trans woman in her first year of hormone replacement therapy."</b></span> He flicks the tablet. Another graph pops it. It's nearly identical. <span class="olivier"><b>"And <i>that</i>... is the results we gained from your bloodwork."</b></span> <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>"Holy shit." Katie</b></span> mutters.<<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>"That's... that's <i>impossible.</i>" Lexi</b></span> murmurs.<<else>><span class="susan"><b>"No way..." Susan</b></span> whispers.<</if>> <b>"But they're the same!"</b> <span class="olivier"><b>"Yes..."</b></span> The doctor scratches at his stubble. <span class="olivier"><b>"As I said over the phone - most peculiar. Especially because your heightened estrogen levels are not externally sourced."</b></span> <b>"What?"</b> <span class="olivier"><b>"We found no trace of any kind of chemical agent altering your body. Your body is... doing this to itself."</b></span> [[You're not sure how to react to that.->Doctor Visit 3]]
The doctor pushes the tablet to yet another picture. This one shows the slow shift of a masculine body to one obviously more feminine. <img src="Images/Body/hormones2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="olivier"><b>"Not only that, your hormonal feminization is quite accelerated. Already the shape of your hips and the size of your breasts is that of a trans woman on her twelfth to eighteenth month of hormone replacement therapy. Remarkable, really."</b></span><<if $newbreasts eq "Lexi">> <span class="lexi"><b>"'Remarkable?' It's fucking miraculous."</b></span> says <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>, beside you.<</if>> You swallow hard. Your throat feels tight and suddenly it seems like it's hard to breathe. <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> lays a hand on your shoulder, sensing your stress.<<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> raises her hand, as if she were in a classroom.<<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> takes your hand in hers.<</if>> <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>"Hey, doc. Million dollar question - <i>Why</i> is this happening?"</b></span><<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>"Excuse me, doctor. I've been on E for eight years. I've done my homework. This is... well, this is impossible, right?"</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>"But how is this happening? Have you seen this before?"</b></span><</if>> The doctor takes back his tablet, then takes his time in responding. <span class="olivier"><b>"I've read of one case just like this. A spontaneous reorientation of gender. The testicles suddenly shut down nearly all normal hormonal production. The pituitary gland began to pump out estrogen at a remarkably high rate, as if initiating female puberty."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"The medical community is undecided on the cause. Some suggested the body was <i>reacting</i> to an innate but subconscious gender dysphoria - realigning itself to the brain's true identity. Others thought it was a kind of hormonal imbalance caused by mental or physical stress."</b></span> He meets your eye. <span class="olivier"><b>"Have you experienced any strange life events, of late? Have you been experiencing new stressors? Even a new, feminine experience might be the trigger behind this."</b></span> You take a while considering the question. There are quite a few possible answers, but the first thing the doctor said is still playing over and over in your mind. <i>An innate gender dysphoria.</i> <i>Did I always secretly want to be a <span class="pink">girl</span>?</i> The doctor shrugs at your silence. <span class="olivier"><b>"No matter! The cure is quite simple. We will have you back to normal in a matter of weeks."</b></span> [[Wait... what?->Doctor Visit 4]]
The doctor pulls out two bottles of pills from his lab coat. <img src="Images/Body/pills1.jpg" width=200 /> <span class="olivier"><b>"I will prescribe you a cocktail of masculinity - together with anti-estrogen pills to restrict your natural feminization."</b></span> He seems quite pleased with himself. <span class="olivier"><b>"Essentially - hormone replacement therapy, except this time to bring you from trans to cis, instead of the other way around. You just need to sign..."</b></span> The doctor rambles on for a while longer, but you're not paying attention. You rub at your chin - smooth, even though you haven't shaved in a week - then let a delicate finger trace your hips - flared, like a girl midway through puberty. All these changes... they can be reversed. <b>"What if..."</b> you ask, interupting the doctor. <b>"What if I refused?"</b> <span class="olivier"><b>"Refused?!"</b></span> The doctor seems surprised. <span class="olivier"><b>"Well... your feminization would only continue. The rate might even further accelerate. I must warn you, as your physician, that such unregulated growth in estrogen could cause dramatic swings in your mood, behavior, sense of self - not to mention your social and sexual preferences."</b></span> He pauses, studying the perfect make-up that graces your face. <span class="olivier"><b>"Refuse now, and you might lose your chance to turn back."</b></span> <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> looks nervous. <span class="katie"><b>"I know what's going on is probably scaring you, but... do you really want to go back?"</b></span> <b>"You just want to keep playing your waitress games."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"I mean, yeah, that's part of it."</b></span> She blushes, just a touch. <span class="katie"><b>"But you're also, like, my only real friend, hot shot. I don't want to lose you."</b></span><<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> looks at you, her gaze intense. <span class="lexi"><b>"You're not seriously thinking about forcing yourself to be cis, are you?"</b></span> <b>"Well, it's hardly 'forcing' it - it's just going back to normal."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Normal?"</b></span> For a moment, she looks genuinely hurt, and you regret your choice of words. <span class="lexi"><b>"Fuck normal. You're a <i>woman</i>, okay? Nothing wrong with that. I know it. Your body knows it. Don't toss away this medical miracle just because you're afraid."</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> squeezes your hand. <span class="susan"><b>"Whatever you choose, I'm here for you."</b></span><</if>> Sighing, you stare deeply into your reflection in the window. <img src="Images/Body/reflection.jpg" width=400 /> <i>Any trans girl would kill to have whatever the fuck is wrong with my hormones. So if I don't stop this, I guess that means I'm more than just a <span class="purple">fem boy</span>.</i> <i>So am I a <span class="blue">guy</span> in a really strange circumstance, or am I a <span class="pink">girl</span> who got weirdly lucky?</i> <i><span class="blue">guy</span>... or <span class="pink">girl</span>?</i> [[Take the pills and return to masculinity->Doctor Visit 5 pills]] [[Refuse the pills and embrace your femininity->Doctor Visit 5 girl]] <<set $time = "Evening">>
<b>"Give me the pills."</b> You're not a girl, you're just <i>sick</i>. Your hormones are fucked. No wonder you've been getting so distracted by panties and make up and boys... your hormones are going off like a teenage girl's! And if a sickness has a cure, you'd better take it. The doctor seems to approve. <span class="olivier"><b>"Take one every morning. You'll notice your return to normalcy quite quickly, I believe."</b></span> <img src="Images/Body/pills1.jpg" width=200 /> <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gets up from her seat. <span class="katie"><b>"So that's it, then. Goodbye waitressing."</b></span> Her face is calm, but you can see a bit of disappointment in her eyes. <b>"Yeah, goodbye waitressing."</b> She nearly leaves, but pauses at the door. <span class="katie"><b>"I'll miss it."</b></span> she admits. <b>"I'll miss you too, <span class="katie">Katie</span>".</b> And then she's gone. After going over the specifics of your prescription with your doctor, you leave as well.<<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> gets up from her seat. <span class="lexi"><b>"I can't believe it... I just can't believe what you're throwing away."</b></span> She's clearly fighting back tears. <b>"I'm sorry, <span class="lexi">Lexi</span>, but this is what I need to do."</b> She nearly leaves, but pauses at the door. <span class="lexi"><b>"I... I don't think we should hang out anymore."</b></span> <b>"Wait - <span class="lexi">Lexi</span>!"</b> But she's already gone. After going over the specifics of your prescription with your doctor, you leave as well.<<else>><span class="susan"><b>"So I'm getting my boyfriend back?" Susan</b></span> asks. She seems almost happy, but not quite. <b>"Yeah. The body hair's gonna be back in full force."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh come on, I love a shaved chest."</b></span> You wink. <b>"I'll see what I can do."</b> After going over the specifics of your prescription with your doctor, you leave, parting ways with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> at the hospital's front door.<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $boymode = 1>> <<set $doctor = 2>> <<set $hasfemname = 0>>
<b>"I... I don't want the pills. This is who I am."</b> The doctor eyes you with curiosity. <span class="olivier"><b>"Interesting. <i>Very</i> interesting. I must wonder which caused the other - a hormonal shift impacting your sense of self, or your sense of self somehow manipulating your hormone production? Perhaps one day, we'll know for certain."</b></span> <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>"Woah,"</b></span> says <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <span class="katie"><b>"So are you like, trans now?"</b></span><<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>"This. Is. Amazing!"</b></span> says <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm so proud of you! So, can you just admit you're trans, now?"</b></span> <<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> claps her hands over her mouth. <span class="susan"><b>"So you've been a trans woman this whole time?"</b></span> <</if>> <b>"No!"</b> you say, still processing your decision. <b>"I don't know. I'm just not a guy, anymore. I mean, that's obvious enough. Maybe I'll be a girl someday - or maybe just something in between. I'm just..."</b> You shrug. <b>"I'm just letting nature runs its course."</b> Just then, there's a knock on the door. Before anyone can open it, a nurse marches into the room. She radiates confidence and command - not to mention beauty, too. <img src="Images/Hospital/nurse1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"Doctor Schnitz?"</b></span> the nurse says, tapping her pager. <span class="ashley"><b>"You paged?"</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Yes, yes, punctual as always, nurse Ashley."</b></span> The doctor gestures to you. <span class="olivier"><b>"This is the patient I was telling you about. You'll handle the sampling today."</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"It would be a pleasure!" Ashley</b></span> says, giving you a wide, radiant stare. You can't help but blush. <span class="ashley"><b>"Follow me - this'll only take a few minutes. Routine sampling."</b></span> <<if $newbreasts eq "Katie">><span class="katie"><b>"Alright, this was fun, but I'm out of here." Katie</b></span> says. <span class="katie"><b>"See you at the Cauldron, hot shot."</b></span> After a quick hug, she takes off. You follow after nurse <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>, curious as to what kind of sample she needs from you. <<elseif $newbreasts eq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>"Alright, I'll leave you to it." Lexi</b></span> says. <span class="lexi"><b>"Come find me at the Cauldron, some night. We need to celebrate."</b></span> You two share a quick hug. This time, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> cock is a bit more than flaccid - she's rocking a semi-erection. You gasp as it brushes against your much smaller penis, but before you can say anything she's already leaving the room. A bit flushed, you follow after nurse <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>, curious as to what kind of sample she needs from you.<<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lets out a cute little yawn. <span class="susan"><b>"Guess that's my queue to head home. A girl needs her beauty sleep."</b></span> <b>"See you, babe. Thanks for coming."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Anytime."</b></span> She leans close for a hug, then whispers in your ear. <span class="susan"><b>"She's cute, by the way. Good thing our relationship's open."</b></span> Too surprised to respond, you watch as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives you a playful wink, and then leaves. Afterwards, you follow nurse <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>, curious as to what kind of sample she needs from you.<</if>> [[To the lab!->Doctor Visit 6]] <<set $doctor = 2>>
Upon waking up, you feel different. Heavier. Sturdier. Strong and in charge of your destiny. <img src="Images/Body/manly1.jpg" width=300 /> The first thing you notice is that your breasts have definitely shrunk. You won't need a bra to go outside, now. <<if $toy neq "nude">> With a grunt, you pull out and then toss away your buttplug. It hasn't felt very nice, lately, and now that you're done waitressing, you don't need to use it anymore. <<set $toy = "nude">><</if>> All this effort to keep yourself made-up and pretty, it just doesn't seem to appeal to you anymore. You wash away your make-up and remove your nail polish. And last, you decide that girly clothing just isn't for you. After putting on some masculine clothes, you toss your feminine clothing into the trash - except for your panties. Those just feel too good to toss away. <b>"Much better!"</b> you shout to the mirror. <i>Wait, is my voice getting deeper?</i> [[Continue on with your day->Your Bedroom]] <<set $chest = 3>> <<set $face = 1>> <<set $nails = 1>> <<set $ass = 2>> <<set $asshole = 2>> <<set $lips = 1>> <<set $overwear = "green shirt and jeans">>
Upon waking up, you feel different. Heavier. Sturdier. Strong and in charge of your destiny. <img src="Images/Body/manly2.jpg" width=300 /> Your body hair has really come back with a vengence! You like it, and decide to stop shaving forever. Not only that, but you're looking particularly muscular. It seems your hormone prescription is giving you more of a boost than you've ever had before. <b>"Much better!"</b> you shout to the mirror. <i>I'm a dude again!</i> [[Continue on with your day->Your Bedroom]] <<set $chest = 1>> <<set $face = 1>> <<set $nails = 1>> <<set $ass = 1>> <<set $legs = 1>> <<set $arms = 1>> <<set $penis = 1>>
Like usual, your father speaks first to prove he's alive. <span class="dad"><b>"$playername, it's good to hear your voice."</b></span> <b>"You too, dad."</b> Then the Russian mobster takes the phone. <img src="Images/Father/mobster.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="mob"><b>"E-transfer $mobdebt to bank account. You have sixty seconds."</b></span> Always straight to business. Before you send the money, a surge of raw, dominant masculine force flows through your body. You decide the mob can go fuck itself. [[Tell the mob to go fuck itself->The Mob Boymode 2]] <<set $time = "night">>
<b>"Hey, Igor or whatever your name is. Fuck you."</b> There's a moment of silence. Then you hear the distinct sound of a gun being cocked. <span class="mob"><b>"Thirty seconds to transfer funds."</b></span> <b>"Yeah I'm going to need you to take a big step back and fuck your own face, Igor. I'm gonna get you your money. You know I'm good for it. But if you kill my dad right now because your dick's small and you like feeling like a badass, that's on you."</b> You smirk. <b>"I bet your boss'll be really pleased, Igor, if you lose such an easy source of income. Big promotion to Igor for fucking up something as simple as blackmail."</b> The line is quiet for a while. You can just barely hear two men yelling at each other in Russian. <span class="mob"><b>"... next week, then?"</b></span> the mobster asks, a bit uncertain. <b>"If I'm feeling generous. But remember, my dad dies, you get shit."</b> You hang up your phone with a smile. After a brief call with your mom, you figure it's time for [[some well deserved rest.->Getting Ready For Sleep]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> barely has a moment to realize what's happening. The moment she's in your room, you've got her on the bed and are ripping off her clothes. You can't help yourself - the instant you saw her, some deep, caveman instinct demanded that you plant your seed deep in her womb with all due haste. You can't argue with instincts. <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> complaints over your roughness turn to lewd moans of pleasure as you drill her with dire passion, like both your lives depended on it. <img src="Images/Susan/susandoggy1.gif" width=500 /> You cum hard in her pussy, but your dick is still hard as diamonds. It isn't until you've unloaded three more times that you drop onto your bed, exhausted. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lies beside you in her own post-orgasmic bliss, slowly catching her breath. <b>"... same time next week?"</b> She rubs her cum-soaked pussy lips. <span class="susan"><b>"I think you just got me pregnant. I don't birth control was made to handle that kind of fucking."</b></span> <b>"Good. Now answer the question?"</b> She sticks a finger in her mouth and nods, grinning. <span class="susan"><b>"Same time next week, babe."</b></span> [[That was great. Now, time for sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> barely has a moment to realize what's happening. The moment she's in your room, you've got her on the bed and are ripping off her clothes. <span class="susan"><b>"Hey - what are you doing, $playername? You're my beta slave - stop!"</b></span> You rip her panties off and stuff them in her mouth. <img src="Images/Susan/pantiesinmouth.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Shut the fuck up. It's time you learned some respect."</b> You proceed to drill the fuck out of your girlfriend, going as hard and rough as possible. You want to make sure that she forgets all about her professor. <img src="Images/Susan/susandoggy2.gif" width=400 /> <b>"Your pussy belongs to me! You got that! Nod if you understand!"</b> Midway through her second orgasm, she gives you a shaky nod, all the while moaning through the panties in her mouth. The moment you're done, you give her rump a hard slap and toss her out of your room. You throw her clothes across the hallway. <b>"Maybe next week I'll forgive you. Probably not."</b> After blowing her a kiss, you shut your door. [[She's such a sweetheart. Now, time for sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]]
Since you're not interested in being feminized anymore, you head over to an introductory welding class. Even though it's the middle of the semester, you find youself quickly grasping the material. Something just feels <i>right</i> about a welding torch in your hands - like you were made for this. <img src="Images/University/welding.jpg" width=300 /> <<if $weldingcounter eq 1>>Today you feel a bit more confident than before, and try to do a few more complicated welding techniques. It all goes perfectly, and your professor is impressed.<<elseif $weldingcounter eq 2>>Building on what you've learned so far, you successfully weld together a series of interlocking rings. The whole class breaks out into song and dance as you finish your masterwork in record time. <b>"Holy shit. I'm really good at welding."</b> <<elseif ($weldingcounter gte 3) and ($boymodecounter lte 4)>>You start taking wild risks with your welding. Why use one welding torch at a time when you can use two? Why not spray hot flames into your teeth and then shoot them out of your eyes!? WELDING IS TRUTH! WELDING IS POWER!<</if>> <<if ($weldingcounter gte 3) and ($boymodecounter gte 5)>>Today, you decide to open a portal to the nether realm using nothing but your peerless welding skill. Your professor warns you that you've gone too far - drunk too greedily from the allflame, as handed to mankind by the welding Gods. No. He's wrong. You haven't gone far enough!!! [[Open a portal to the nether realm->Son 1]]<<else>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> \ <<set $weldingcounter += 1>> <</if>>
You remember a flash of light. An explosion, maybe. <img src="Images/Endings/sonexplosion.jpg" width=500 /> Then darkness. In the darkness, you see fragments of your life. A moment from your childhood. Your father's laughter. The day you met Susan. Then you wake up. You're in a hospital. A nurse is shouting for a doctor. Everything feels wrong. [[You fall back into the darkness.->Son 2]] <<set $endingmode = 1>>
When you wake up again, you feel lucid. And with that lucidity comes pain. Your body is badly burned. In the next few days, the doctor leading your care explains what happened. <img src="Images/Body/doctor1.jpg" width=300 /> \ Apparently, there was a gas leak in the university's welding shop. Most welding students spent their time hallucinating. Your current medications left you particularly vulnerable to the gas leak, and security footage from before entire shop went up in flames shows you trying to 'open up a portal to the nether realm.' In reality, you were naked. You sprayed industrial flame retardant all over your body while your entire class stood in a circle around you, snapping their fingers and screaming incoherently. Your temporary insanity, though, actually saved your life. All that flame retardant meant that the initial blast and fiery explosion when the gas leak was ignited didn't kill you. Out of your entire class, you were the only survivor. After two weeks of slow recovery, a lawyer from the university arrives. [[What does he want?->Son 3]]
The lawyer explains that the university isn't interested in a long, painful lawsuit. Instead, it's offering you two million dollars so long as you promise not to sue. <img src="Images/Endings/sonlawyer.jpg" width=400 /> You hadn't even thought of suing the university. Now you <i>definitely</i> won't. One quick signature later, and you're two million dollars richer than before. [[It's time to save my father->Son 4]]
After transferring a small amount of your new fortune to Russia, your mother visits the hospital and lets you know your father has been released. A few days later, he arrives at your bed. Still wrapped in bandages, you can't get up to hug him. Instead, he sits at your side for the next few days, and the two of you trade long stories about how strange your lives have been, these past few months. <img src="Images/Endings/sonhand.jpg" width=400 /> After a week of visiting the hospital, your mother and father decide it's best that you go back home with them. [[It will be a long recovery->Son 5]]
Burned, wounded, and still a little addled from the gas leak, your recovery is hard, long, and slow. Thankfully, your father is there with you every day. Having survived his long captivity with the mob - thanks to you - he seems a new man, and is devoted to taking care of you. Mostly, that just means spending time together. Moving anywhere is hard, that first year. There's a lot of long afternoons in the garden. Sitting. Reading. Thinking. <img src="Images/Endings/sonsitting.jpg" width=400 /> You're just glad to have him back. [[I guess things are back to normal->Son 6]]
You're father is back, and you're a man once more. The only remnant of your short bout of femininity is your enjoyment of panties - it's not about gender, they just feel better than boxers! In those first few months at home, your mom dressed you each morning. She never said a word about it, but she did buy you a bunch of new pairs of panties in all kinds of different colors. You got lucky, having parents like that. As for the future - it's wide open before you. You're still young. You've got about a million dollars left from your settlement with the university. Maybe it's time you did some traveling? Or maybe you should get into a hobby. Maybe welding? No. Definitely not welding. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/son.jpg" width=400 /> <b><i>Ending #6 Achieved! You are the Prodigal Son!</i></b> [[Closing]]
Instead of working out with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, you decide workout on your own today. You've already learned a lot from him - it's time you did your own thing. <img src="Images/Gym/soloworkout1.gif" width=300 /> Soon enough, you're feeling pretty sweaty and your work out is done. Time to get out of here. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> leads you through a mix of hallways and elevators until you end up in a quiet laboratory, with a side room covered by a red velvet curtain. There's no one else there but you two. As <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> starts to type away at a computer, she asks, <span class="ashley"><b>"What's your name by the way?"</b></span> <b>"$playername - um, I mean, $femname."</b> <span class="ashley"><b>"Cute. Love it. Okay, we're ready."</b></span> She gestures to the curtain. <span class="ashley"><b>"Go in there and get busy."</b></span> You swallow your saliva. <b>"Get... busy?"</b> <span class="ashley"><b>"Doctor Schnitz!" Ashley</b></span> shouts while smiling, playfully shaking her fist at the ceiling. <span class="ashley"><b>"He always forgets to explain this. I need your semen, $femname."</b></span> Surprised, you take a step back. <b>"What? Why?"</b> <span class="ashley"><b>"Spontaneous gender transitioning is kind of a medical marvel, wouldn't you agree?" Ashley</b></span> points at your budding breasts. <span class="ashley"><b>"A lot of trans girls would kill for your genes. We think studying your semen will help us activate a similar transition in other young trans people. It's not mandatory, but it would mean a lot to them - and to me."</b></span> <i>Well... when she puts it that way...</i> With tepid agreement, you head into the sideroom. It's tiny, with nothing there but a porno magazine and a plastic cup. Sighing, you pull down your panties, lift up your skirt, and start flipping through the magazine. <img src="Images/Hospital/pornmag1.jpg" width=300 /> The images are hot, sure, but after two minutes of jerking your small, girly penis, it's still limp as can be. You give it a bit of shake, disappointed but not surprised. Regular porn hasn't really been enough for you in a long time. <img src="Images/Hospital/limp1.gif" width=350 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"How's it going, $femname?" Ashley</b></span> asks from behind the curtain. <b>"Ummm... not too well."</b> <span class="ashley"><b>"No problem - I'll come in and help."</b></span> [[Woah! What!?->Doctor Visit 7]]
You don't even have time to dress before <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> rips open the curtain. When she spots your small, limp penis, her smile widens. <span class="ashley"><b>"Aww, look at that little clitty - it's <i>soooo</i> small!"</b></span> she says with glee. <b>"It's, er... average."</b> <span class="ashley"><b>"Average! Come on, $femname - don't lie."</b></span> She pulls out her phone. <span class="ashley"><b>"Medicine is all about science. And science is about evidence. Here, exhibit A - my boyfriend."</b></span> You glance at the picture on <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley's</b></span> phone. <img src="Images/Hospital/cock1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Woah, that's big."</b> You feel your mouth fill with saliva. <span class="ashley"><b>"Here - I've got more pics."</b></span> She scrolls through a few more. You get a good slide show of big, meaty man-cock after big, meaty man-cock. Just looking at all those cocks, you feel your boypussy start to contract in pleasure. <img src="Images/Hospital/cock2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"Uh oh!" Ashley</b></span> says, pleased with herself. <span class="ashley"><b>"Look who decided to come and play!"</b></span> Your dick - it's now standing at attention. Your body couldn't help but respond to all those pictures of real cock. <img src="Images/Hospital/cock3.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"I should have known," Ashley</b></span> says, putting away her phone. <span class="ashley"><b>"Your sexual response is becoming more and more feminine. Normally during puberty, the sensitive nerve endings in a woman's vagina begin to multiply rapidly, but in your case..."</b></span> her fingers inch towards your ass, then she grabs a handful of an ass cheek right beside your hole. You whimper, aroused. <span class="ashley"><b>"This room is for milking sperm from a man, not a girl like you."</b></span> She pushes you over with a surprising amount of strength. <span class="ashley"><b>"I'll give you the milking your body is designed to respond to. Just relax and let it happen."</b></span> <b>"...I'm not sure if - <span class="pink"><i>ahh....</i></span>"</b> [[She starts milking you->Doctor Visit 8]]
<span class="ashley"><b>"You'll love this!" Ashley</b></span> says, pulling on a glove. <span class="ashley"><b>"And so will I."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/nurseglove.jpg" width=300 /> <<if $toy neq "nude">>The next moment, <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> finds your buttplug. <span class="ashley"><b>"Stretching your asspussy - super smart. But it'll only get in the way, so..."</b></span> She pulls it out with force, causing you to gasp in pleasure as a puff of air sighs out of your gaping hole. <img src="Images/Gym/buttplugpull2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> After squirting on a good deal of lube, <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> rubs it all around your asshole. Already, you feel incredibly turned on. Submitting to a powerful woman, presenting your boypussy for her to play with while your semi-erect cock just hangs uselessly between your legs - it's just so <i>sexy</i>! Like <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> said, your body was made for this kind of pleasure. One finger - two fingers - <i>three!</i> Your nurse is <i>not</i> fucking around! <img src="Images/Hospital/milking1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b><i>"Ohh... oh... don't stop..."</i></b></span> you moan, loving every second of it. Your asspussy is being stretched to its limit by <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley's</b></span> fingers. With every thrust, her fingers push against your sensitive anal walls and put pressure on your prostate. Without even meaning to, your hips respond to <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley's</b></span> touch, grinding and pushing back against her fingers. Still not fully erect, your girlcock is bright red and twitches in pleasure as your prostate is repeatedly hammered. You're going to cum! <span class="pink"><b>"Ashley, I'm cumming! I'm <i>cuuuuu-</i>"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/toddfingering1cum.gif" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> keeps rhythmically drilling your asshole, her firm fingers pushing cum out of your cock with every thrust. Lost in post-orgasmic bliss, you let her take control, milking every drop of semen out of your body while you just whimper in submissive pleasure. [[Afterwards->Doctor Visit 9]]
While you sheepishly get dressed, <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> scoops your cum into a plastic container, humming all the while like she didn't just finger you to orgasm. Despite her dirty talk in the heat of the moment, she now seems perfectly calm, polite, and professional. <span class="ashley"><b>"This is a great sample - we'll be able to do a lot with it."</b></span> she says with a beaming smile. <img src="Images/Hospital/nurse1.jpg" width=300 /> <b>"Sure. Glad to help."</b> She follows you out of the curtained room and into the lab. Now there are a few technicians busy at work, speaking amongst themselves. <span class="ashley"><b>"You know, this semen could help transwomen everywhere feminize their bodies."</b></span> You wipe the sweat from your brow. Now that your climax has subsided, you just want to head home and forget about what just happened. <b>"Uhh... yeah, that's great-"</b> <span class="ashley"><b>"So if you could come back and do it again, we'll pay you."</b></span> <b>"Yeah I don't think..."</b> You pause, playing back what she just said in your head. <b>"Pay me?"</b> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> grins, seeing your interest. <span class="ashley"><b>"One hundred dollars per donation. Come by on Sunday evening. I'll handle your weekly milking... <i>personally.</i>"</b></span> She steps close, your semen still in her hands. Her lips hover just by your ear. <img src="Images/Hospital/whisper.gif" width=300 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"It'll be the highlight of your week. And mine, too."</b></span> A shiver runs down your spine. Your nurse is a freak. And it's kind of hot. <b>"Sunday evening, then."</b> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> waves as you leave. <span class="ashley"><b>"Bye, $femname! See you soon!"</b></span> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $doctor = 2>> <<set $milkcount += 1>>
<<if $time eq "Night">> After a short walk, you arrive at the hospital. <img src="Images/Hospital/hospitalnight.jpg" width=500 /> It's late at night, and the emergency department is the only part of the hospital that isn't closed. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to class->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]]<</if>> \ <<if ($time eq "Morning") or ($time eq "Evening") >> After a short walk, you arrive at the hospital. <img src="Images/Hospital/hospital.jpg" width=500 /> The hospital is open, so you can head to whatever department interests you. [[Head to the sperm donation lab->Sperm Donation Lab]] [[Head to the cosmetic surgery department->Cosmetic Surgery]] Or, you can: [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]]<</if>>
You arrive at sperm donation lab. A few men wait in an ajoining waiting, all clearly there to deposit some man seed. There are also one or two women - likely looking to be inseminated. <<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>Dressed as you are, the men probably think you're here to receive sperm, rather than to donate it.<</if>> <img src="Images/Hospital/waitingroom.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $day neq "Sunday">>As it isn't Sunday, you don't have a milking appointment with <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>.<<elseif $time eq "Morning">>You have a milking appointment with <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> today, but not until the evening.<<else>>It's time for your weekly milking appointment with <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>. <<if $milkcount eq 1>>[[Get ready for your milking appointment->First Milking Appointment]]<<elseif $chastityquest eq 0>>[[Get ready for your milking appointment->Milking Appointment]]<<elseif ($chastitymilkcount eq 0) and ($chastity eq 1)>>[[Get ready for your milking appointment->First Chastity Milking Appointment]]<<elseif ($chastitymilkcount eq 1) and ($chastity eq 1)>>[[Get ready for your milking appointment->Second Chastity Milking Appointment]]<<else>>[[Get ready for your milking appointment->Chastity Milking Appointment]]<</if>><</if>> While you're in the hospital, you can explore its other departments: [[Head to the cosmetic surgery department->Cosmetic Surgery]] Or you can: [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]]
You arrive at the hospital's cosmetic surgery department. Here, modern science turns people into the best version of themselves. As the only for-profit section of the hospital, it's aesthetic is totally different from the usual austere, clinical look. Instead, it's clean and luxurious. This place makes serious money - which means its procedures are likely very expensive. <img src="Images/Hospital/cosmeticclinic.jpg" width=500 /> As you wander through the lobby, you glance at the series of cosmetic procedures available at the clinic. <<if $arms gte 3>> <<else>><b>Permanent hair removal and skin enhancement - 1000 dollars</b> <<if $fem lte 4>><i>I'm not ready for something like this.</i><<else>>[[Ask for a consultation.->Skin Surgery 1]]<</if>><</if>> <<if $lips gte 3>> <<else>><b>Lip enhancement - 1500 dollars</b> <<if $chastityquest lte 5>><i>I'm not ready for something like this.</i><<elseif $arms lte 2>><i>I should try a simpler surgery first. Maybe hair removal?</i><<else>>[[Ask for a consultation.->Lip Surgery 1]]<</if>><</if>> <<if $chest gte 5>> <<else>><b>Breast augmentation - 2000 dollars</b> <<if $virginityquest lte 3>><i>I'm not ready for something like this.</i><<elseif $fem lte 6>><i>I'm not quite ready. Maybe I need to become more feminine first. I should keep going to Feminization Class.</i><<elseif $arms lte 2>><i>I should try a simpler surgery first. Maybe hair removal?</i><<elseif not hasVisited("Breast Surgery 1")>>[[Ask for a consultation.->Breast Surgery 1]]<<elseif $virginityquest lt 8>><i>I need to speak to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> about this before going through with it.</i><<else>>[[Ask for a consultation.->Breast Surgery 2]]<</if>> <</if>> <b>Facial feminization - 2250 dollars</b> <i>I'm not ready for something like this.</i> <b>Buttocks augmentation - 2500 dollars</b> <i>I'm not ready for something like this.</i> While you're in the hospital, you can explore its other departments: [[Head to the sperm donation lab->Sperm Donation Lab]] Or you can: [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to your university campus->School Entry]] [[Go to the Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<set $p = 0>> <<set $i = 0>>
The moment you enter the donation room, you strip off your clothes and get into position. You don't want to disappoint <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> - in fact, obeying her commands makes you feel happy and safe. <img src="Images/Hospital/spreading2.jpg" width=300 /> Since your ass is facing the door, you can only hope it's <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> when the door opens! <span class="ashley"><b>"Look at you, $femname! You're a model patient!"</b></span> She gives your rump a hard slap to show how much she means it. <span class="pink"><i>A little unprofessional...but fuck, It turns me on.</i></span> While you're kneeling before her, she hands you her phone. <span class="ashley"><b>"Some pictures of my boyfriend's thick cock. Girls like us can't help but get horny staring at a meat pole. Take a scroll through while I milk you."</b></span> A month ago, you would have refused, but you've long since resigned yourself to the fact that big, girthy cocks make your knees weak and your dicklet hard. While <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> lubes up your hole, you lose yourself in image after image of her boyfriend's massive cock. <img src="Images/Hospital/cock4.jpg" width=400 /> [[Your milking begins.->Milking Appointment 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
Feeling nervous, you sign in at the desk of the sperm donation lab and followly an orderly to an empty room. It looks like a normal doctor's office, with two chairs and a cushioned table for the patient to sit on. <img src="Images/Hospital/hospitalroom.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Nurse Ashley will be with you in a moment, ms."</b></span> The orderly says, checking his chart. <span class="blue"><b>"It says here she expects you naked and in position when she arrives."</b></span> Your brows shoot up at the orderly's words, but he's already gone, the door shut behind him, before you can ask what 'in position' actually means. After a bit of pacing, you start to worry how <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> might react if you're still wearing clothes when she enters the room. Your new nurse is so <i>commanding</i>, you can't help but feel like it's important to follow her orders. In fact, it kind of feels <span class="pink"><i>nice</i></span> and <span class="pink"><i>natural</i></span> to do so. The next moment, you're pulling off your clothes. <img src="Images/Hospital/undressing1.gif" width=250 /> <<if $toy neq "nude">>The last article of clothing to remove is your buttplug. Reaching around, you pull it out of your ass with a quick motion. A pulse of pleasure follows as your boypussy ever so slightly gapes, and your small, feminine penis gets a bit harder for a moment. <img src="Images/Gym/buttplugpull2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> Just then, <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> arrives. <span class="ashley"><b>"Look at you, $femname!"</b></span> she says, shutting the door behind her. <span class="ashley"><b>"Naked just like I asked - but not at all in the right position. Let's go, gorgeous. On the table. Legs spread apart. I don't have all day."</b></span> She winks, grinning. <span class="ashley"><b>"Though I wish I did."</b></span> [[Obey Ashley->First Milking Appointment 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
Unable to keep eye contact with <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> for long, you climb on top of the bed until you're sitting on it, facing her. At her expectant look, you slowly spread your legs apart, feeling your cheeks redden all the while. It's such a vulnerable, submissive position. <img src="Images/Hospital/spreading1.jpg" width=400 /> To your embarassment, your little cocklet starts getting hard from the feeling of showing off your boypussy to <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>! <span class="ashley"><b>"Perfect! Now,"</b></span> she raises a gloved hand, already drenched in lube. <span class="ashley"><b>"To get the maximum amount of milk, I can't be gentle. Recent studies show I really need to show your prostate who's boss. The more you submit, the more semen we'll get. Okay?"</b></span> Your heart races. You feel yourself nod. First, <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> plants two fingers right up your asshole. Your boypussy is getting used to small insertions and takes them without complaint. The lube is freezing cold. Before you can get used to it, she strarts to spread her fingers apart, widening your anus. A soft, feminine moan escapes your lips. <span class="ashley"><b>"Good. This is what you were made to do. This is biology. Relax. Submit."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b><i>"Ohhhh..."</i></b></span> And then the milking begins. <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> goes hard and fast, just like she promised. All you can do is lie there and take it. You feel so deliciously weak, being manhandled by this powerful, demanding woman. Moaning all the while, you let yourself go, as your asshole is repeatedly stretched out by her fingers. Soon she has you get onto your knees and stick out your ass for her. You oblige, too lost in pleasure to refuse. <img src="Images/Hospital/milking2.gif" width=400 /> Your prostate gets warmer and warmer with every touch of her lubed up fingers. Your balls, caught in her grip, feel heavy with your girly seed. You're going to cum. Hard. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Fuck!!!"</i></b></span> [[Blow your load->First Milking Appointment 3]]
A powerful orgasm rocks your body. Your whole body feels like vibrating, pleasurable pins. Dimly, you're aware of your boypussy, contracting again and again against <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley's</b></span> fingers. Your little girly dick, still limp as can be, is pumping out all of your delicious cum. <img src="Images/Hospital/cumming1.gif" width=300 /> Slowly, your orgasm fades. Still, <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley's</b></span> rhythmically fucks your asspussy with her gloved fingers, pushing against your prostate over and over again. With every push, she manages to squeeze out another gooey drop of cum. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck...</i></span> you think, letting it happen, and loving every second of it. <span class="pink"><i>She's really milking out my cum. And it feels so good.</i></span> Only when you're completely drained does your nurse let up on her milking and pull her hand out of your ass. You can feel how loose your hole is - she really did a number on it. <span class="ashley"><b>"So glad you loosened up for me!" Ashley</b></span> says to your gaping asshole, laughing. Feeling all kinds of embarassed, you sheepishly get dressed with <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> watching you the entire time. Only once you're changed does she pull a wadd of crumpled twenties from her bra. <span class="ashley"><b>"You did so good today, $femname!"</b></span> she says, handing you the money. <span class="ashley"><b>"This is going to help transwomen and sissies all across the country. See you next Sunday?"</b></span> Her stare becomes intense. <b>"Yeah. Um... see you then."</b> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $milkcount += 1>> <<set $money += 100>>
Like always, <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> finger fucks you hard and fast, focusing all her attention on your prostate. Now that you're more used to the sensation, you quick lose yourself to the intense and submissive pleasure of it all. Like a dairy cow, you've got cream that the world needs, and your attentive nurse is going to squeeze every drop of it out of you. You even feel yourself push against her fingers, making her every thrust hit your prostate even harder. It isn't long before the pleasure becomes too much, and you hit your peak. <span class="pink"><b>"Cumming!!! <i>Ohhhh....!</i></b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/milking4.gif" width=300 /> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> dutifully scoops up your cum into a cup while you get dressed, then writes a few notes into her notepad. When you hand her back her phone, she sees just how many pictures of her boyfriend's sexy man-cock you looked at. <span class="ashley"><b>"Maybe someday you'll meet him.</b></span> she says with a wink, before handing you your money and heading out. You're not sure if she's serious. pushing a tentative finger into your gaping boypussy, you kind of hope she is. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $milkcount += 1>> <<set $money += 100>>
Like usual, your father speaks first to prove he's alive. <span class="dad"><b>"$playername, it's good to hear your voice."</b></span> <<if $fem lte 4>><b>"You too, dad."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"You too, dad."</b></span><</if>> Then the Russian mobster takes the phone. <img src="Images/Father/mobster.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="mob"><b>"E-transfer $mobdebt to bank account. You have sixty seconds."</b></span> Always straight to business. <<if $money gte $mobdebt>> [[Pay the mob->Father Survives 2]] [[Refuse to pay->Father Dies]] <<else>> [[You don't have enough money. Ask for more time!->Father Dies]] <</if>> <<set $time = "night">>
At the click of a button, your money transfers to the mob's bank account. <<set $money -= $mobdebt>> \ <<set $mobdebt += 75>> \ <span class="mob"><b>"Good. Next week, payment is $mobdebt"</b></span> <i>Wait... what?</i> <span class="pink"><b>"Wait! You just increased the debt by 75 dollars! You always increase it by 50!"</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>"Shut up, little girl. Now debt go up by 75 every week. Pay or else."</b></span> The mobster hangs up. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck!"</b></span> you shout into the phone, though of course the mobster can't hear you. <i>These payments are getting out of hand. I need to find some way to make more money...</i> You decide to speak to <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> about it during your next shift at the Cauldron. She would definity be able to help. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> always comes up with a good plan. Eventually, you drop into bed for [[some well deserved rest.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $mobquest1 = 2>>
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> shows you the bracelets on her arm. They're all simple looking. Kind of cute. <img src="Images/Cauldron/bracelets.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Haven't you noticed?" Katie</b></span> asks, her tone unreadable. <span class="katie"><b>"How some waitresses wear these bracelets? All different kinds of colors?"</b></span> Now that she mentions it, you have seen these bracelets before. The sexiest waitresses in the sluttiest costumes - the ones that seem to take home mountains of cash in tips - tend to wear them. <span class="katie"><b>"These are how the Cauldron makes like, half its money. A guy likes your look, he pulls on a bracelet when you hand him the bill. Then you meet in a backroom."</b></span> You raise a brow. <span class="pink"><b>"What... what do you mean?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Come on, hot shot, keep up. Different colors, different services. Starter girls like you get the blue bracelet. For handjobs."</b></span> In case you needed even more of an explanation, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> jerks off the air in the front of you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/jerkoff.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So... this place is a brothel?"</b></span> The realization has your heart racing. <span class="pink"><b>"The waitresses are prostitutes?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Wooooah... easy there. This is a semi-normal, if sleazy but legal establishment." Katie</b></span> says, gesturing for you to keep your voice down. <span class="katie"><b>"If some waitresses choose to wear bracelets, and some guys choose to flick those bracelets, get a handjob, and then accidently leave some money for the waitress to pick up... well that's just a funny coincidence."</b></span> For a time, you say nothing, considering <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> words. Maybe you should be grossed out, or something like that. You're not, though. This is exactly what you need - an easy way to make more money. <span class="purple"><i>And getting to play with big, sweaty dicks is just a bonus...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Okay. Give me a handjob bracelet."</b></span> But <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> shakes her head. [[What's the problem?->Plugged Waitress Shift Handjob Quest Start 3]]
<span class="katie"><b>"This place has a reputation. Our girls <i>earn</i> their bracelets through teenage years spent playing with dick. You might have tits, hot shot, but you're new to this thing. I can't risk our brand."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You're kidding me."</b></span> She gives you a look that makes it clear that she isn't kidding. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiestare2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"You've got to get your hands dirty first. Go speak to some ladies who know what they're doing, get your hand on some dick, and learn." Katie</b></span> gestures beyond the room. <span class="katie"><b>"When you think you've got it covered, find a guy you trust and have him film you working his cock. Send me the video and I might - I mean <i>might</i> judge you worthy of the bracelet."</b></span> Your mind immediately jumps to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> - he wouldn't mind filming you play with his perfect, juicy dick. But you'll need to learn some new techniques, first. <span class="pink"><b>"Deal."</b></span> You lick your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"I might be new to jerking guys, but I know what a good handjob feels like."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> laughs. <span class="katie"><b>"That's the spirit, hot shot! I knew you were a slut the moment I laid eyes on you. Now get out of here."</b></span> And with that, the two of you hug and part ways. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $handjobquest = 1>>
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> soon arrives, pulling off her robe and revealing her slutty new outfit. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"You call yourselves women," Ms. Domina</b></span> begins, <span class="teacher"><b>"But you carry yourselves like men - and that digusts me. I said I'd remake you from the ground up, and today we start from the ground. High heels! Torture, or beauty?"</b></span> Silence. After a moment, you realize <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> wants an answer. <span class="becky"><b>"Umm... torture?" Becky</b></span> offers. <span class="teacher"><b>"Wrong!"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"Heels are beautiful." Rachel</b></span> says, with confidence. <span class="teacher"><b>"Even more wrong!" Ms. Domina</b></span> cracks her whip in displeasure. <span class="teacher"><b>"They are both. Torture, thrust on women by men so we can stick out asses and breasts. But they are beautiful, and we have reclaimed them, and made them our own. Now we wear them with pride."</b></span> She points to a chest by her desk. <span class="teacher"><b>"Strip down to your panties, then grab a pair. Go on, don't be shy."</b></span> Following <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> lead, you strip off your clothes until you're in nothing but your panties, your budding breasts bare to the world. In the chest, you find a <i>lot</i> of high heels - many of them pretty ridiculously high. After you and your classmates slip on the heels, the lesson begins. <img src="Images/University/heels.gif" width=300 /> You, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are made to walk in a circle around the classroom to the quick beat of <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> swatting her riding crop against her desk. Each time one of you stumbles, you get a nice swat on the ass when you pass by your teacher. <img src="Images/University/ridingcrop.gif" width=300 /> Once the class is done, you rub your sore ass and get dressed, wondering where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $teacherstatus = 6>>
As you walk towards your Feminization class, you wonder if you should ask <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> about how to give a handjob. You'll need to learn some new techniques to earn a bracelet from <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, and giving good handjobs is part of what it means to be a woman... isn't it? Then again, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> might react poorly to your request. Do you ask her? [[Ask Ms. Domina to teach you about handjobs->Fem Class Handjob 2]] [[Not today->Fem Class]]
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> soon arrives, pulling off her robe and revealing her slutty new outfit. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=400 /> Just as <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> sits down at her desk, you raise your hand. <span class="teacher"><b>"yes, $femname?"</b></span> You swallow your saliva. <span class="pink"><b>"I need help with something... feminine."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> glance over at you, curious. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> gives a knowing smile. <span class="teacher"><b>"That's what this class is all about, $femname. What is it you need help with?"</b></span> A bead of sweat gathers on your forehead. <span class="pink"><b>"...Handjobs?"</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> smile fades. <span class="becky"><b>"O. M. G."</b></span> whispers <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck.</i></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Handjobs! <i>Handjobs!?</i> You haven't even mastered your voice, or your posture, or your clothes, and you want to learn about <i>handjobs!?</i> Am I raising ladies, or sluts!?"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"Ladies!" Rachel</b></span> answers. <span class="pink"><i>Teachers pet. Bitch.</i></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"WRONG! BOTH! I AM RAISING YOU ALL TO BE BOTH!" Ms. Domina</b></span> strikes her desk with her riding crop. <span class="teacher"><b>"I will not tolerate repression of your innate, feminine sex drive. Nor will I tolerate disrespect for the order of my curriculum. $femname! To the mirror. Naked. <i>Ass up!</i>."</b></span> Wincing at the pain to come, you drag your feet over to the mirror, strip your clothes, and then point your smooth, girly ass towards your teacher. <img src="Images/University/ridingcrop2.gif" width=500 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"You. Will. Learn. About. Cock." Ms. Domina</b></span> says firmly, striking your bottom with every word. <span class="teacher"><b>"But. Only. When. I. Say. So!"</b></span> Thankfully, your punishment doesn't last much longer than that. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> sends the three of you out for misbehavior, and you wonder how best to use your freed up afternoon when <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> taps you on the shoulder. <span class="becky"><b>"Wanna learn about dick?"</b></span> she asks. [[Um... yes.->Fem Class Handjob 3]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $teacherstatus = 7>>
Drifting through the haze of dream, you find yourself naked. <<set $hetero5dreamset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $hetero5dreamchoice = $hetero5dreamset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $hetero5dreamchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero5dream1.gif" width=400 /> You lean over Todd's perfect cock, your head filled with its heavy musk. <b>"Go on, babe,"</b> Todd says, <b>"I know you've always wanted to taste it."</b> Unable to resist, you put your lips around the head and let Todd's dick slide down your throat. <i>Uh oh,</i> you think, sucking on your friend's girthy penis. <i>I'm becoming addicted to cock.</i> <</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero5dreamchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero5dream2.gif" width=400 /> You're lying in bed, moaning in ecstasy as a mysterious woman sucks your small cock while pushing a massive dildo deep into your boypussy. <b>"Admit it,"</b> says Katie, behind you. <b>"Admit you like the cock in your ass more than the lips on your dick."</b> You nod, knowing her words to be truth. <b>"I love filling my ass! Please, <i>Fuck me harder!"</i></b> <</if>>\ \ <<if $hetero5dreamchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Dreams/hetero5dream3.gif" width=400 /> You lean over your bed, Susan positioned behind you. She thrusts her dildo into your ass with slow, purposeful motions. <b>"A girl like you isn't meant to fuck - she's born to be fucked, don't you agree? This is so much better."</b> Lost in bliss, you just keep taking her silicone dick. <<if $susancuck eq 1>><b>"Just you wait,"</b> Susan says, <b>"I'm just making you nice and loose for when <<if $susancuck eq 1>>my<<else>>your<</if>> boyfriend gets here..."</b><</if>> <</if>>\ \ [[Wake up]]
<span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> leads you to an empty classroom, her hand in yours. She seems excited - she's practically skipping the whole way there. <span class="becky"><b>"You're so brave, $femname. Like, super brave. I'd never stand up to Ms. Domina like that."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/becky2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Brave?"</b></span> you ask, as she shuts and locks the classroom door. <span class="pink"><b>"More like stupid."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Whatevs. It was hot as hell, seeing you take those slaps. Now, you want to learn how to stroke cock?"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> undresses as she speaks. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, if you have a technique... what are you doing?"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> waves her cute little dick at you. <span class="becky"><b>"Consider me your practice dummy. Make me cum, $femname."</b></span> A wave of nervousness - and a touch of arousal - passes through you. <span class="pink"><b>"We hardly know each other."</b></span> you say, directly to her cock. <span class="pink"><i>I've never been with a fem boy, before...</i></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Girls play with each other all the time. Come ooooooon! I'm horny."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/becky3.jpg" width=300 /> Kneeling before your classmate, you tentatively place a hand against her dainty, throbbing cock. Your own dick immediately gets hard beneath your skirt, once you get a hold of <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> penis. <span class="becky"><b>"Don't tease me, $femname! Stroke me!"</b></span> [[Stroke her.->Fem Class Handjob 4]]
You start slow, delicately holding <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> cute little cock and applying just a bit of pressure to it. <img src="Images/University/handjob1.gif" width=300 /> <span class="becky"><b>"That's nice," Becky</b></span> says, her breathing calm and relaxed. <span class="becky"><b>"But I can feel your nerves. It's just dick. Like, breathe and see what comes naturally, $femname."</b></span> Nodding, you shut your eyes and and focus on your breathing. The cock in your hands feels warm, and sweaty, and perfect. You just barely smell <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> girly musk. Shivering, you feel a bead of precum drip out of your own penis. Your mouth waters. Without thinking, you let one hand drop to your cock, scoop up the precum, and then greedily suck on your fingers. <img src="Images/University/suckingfinger.gif" width=300 /> <span class="becky"><b>"Oh, that's so hot." Becky</b></span> whispers. <span class="becky"><b>"Now stroke me with that hand."</b></span> Obliging her, you switch hands and let your precum and saliva serve as lube. Getting into it, you start jerking off <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> at a rapid pace, taking a distinct kind of pleasure in her every sigh and moan. And then it happens. <img src="Images/University/facial1.gif" width=300 /> <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> big, messy load hits you right in the face. In an instant, you're covered in cum. <span class="pink"><b>"What the fuck, Becky!"</b></span> you shout, though you're more surprised than mad. Licking your lips, you get a nice taste of <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> salty, tangy cum. The taste of it, combined with the humiliation of having so much on your face, short-circuits your brain. You shiver, lost in lust, as your balls contract and a small orgasm hits you. Kneeling there, paralyzed by pleasure, you feel a fair deal of cum drip out of your panties and hit the floor. <span class="becky"><b>"Did you just cum?" Becky</b></span> glances at the ground. <span class="becky"><b>"You <i>did!</i> $femname, you're such a slut, I love it! We're going to be best friends!"</b></span> You nod along, eager to go home and get clean. At least you learned a lot about handjobs. Soon you'll be ready create your video with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $handjobquest += 1>>
You load up some sissy solo porn. You love watching girly boys explore their femininity through their boypussies. It makes you want to be girlier and girlier. <<set $sissysoloset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $sissysolochoice = $sissysoloset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $sissysolochoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/sissy1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissysolochoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/sissy2.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissysolochoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/sissy3.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissysolochoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Computer/sissy4.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<else>>[[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]] <</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
On your quest to improve your handjob technique, you decide to check the internet. Thankfully, the internet is full of perverts, so it isn't long before you find what you need. There are literally thousands of videos of women teaching other women how to jerk off men. <img src="Images/Computer/handjob1.gif" width=300 /> You spend the next few hours watching them, while taking diligent mental notes. Instead of using your own dick, you practice with a banana to simulate what it would be like to use these new moves on a dick besides your own. Unfortunately, you soon get so aroused by stroking that fake dick. One of your hands finds it way to your eager boypussy. <img src="Images/Computer/handjob2.gif" width=300 /> Soon you have one hand jerking a banana, the other up your ass. Moaning lewdly, you keep going until the banana is mush in your hand and your asshole is buzzing with pleasure. Tired and thirsty for cum, you change positions. For about five glorious seconds, you have your legs hooked behind your back, your boypussy gaped and spread wide, your cock dangling before your eyes and your tongue sticking out for a taste. <span class="pink"><i>I can't believe I would have found this gross, a few months ago. This is bliss.</i></span> Your orgasm hits. <img src="Images/Computer/handjob3.gif" width=500 /> A stream of cum spurts out of your girly cock, landing squarely on your tongue. Once you get a taste of that musky, salty liquid, you arch your neck even further to slurp down every drop. Soon it's over, and you lean back on your bed, your breath stinking of semen. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm definitely... learning... a lot."</b></span> [[Clean up->Your Bedroom]] <<set $handjobquest += 1>> <<set $handjobwatched = 1>>
After grabbing the book from the shelf, you approach the cashier and make your purchase. She lets you know that this book is basically her bible, and her dick-stroking skills went through the roof after reading it. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 200>> <<set $otherinventory.push("handjob book")>> [[Go home and read it->Reading Handjob Book]]
Once you get home, you hop on your bed and pull your newest textbook from your backpack. <img src="Images/Clothes/handjobbook.jpg" width=200 /> It's not a very heavy book, and apparently it's full of pictures. This should be a short read. After <<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>smoothing out your skirt and <</if>>getting comfortable, you peel open the first page. What follows is cock. <i>A lot</i> of cock. Some of the images show techniques you've heard about. <img src="Images/Clothes/handjobtechnique1.jpg" width=200 /> Others show techniques you definitely <i>haven't</i> heard about. <img src="Images/Clothes/handjobtechnique2.jpg" width=200 /> But mostly it's pictures of real women giving handjobs to real men with really massive dicks. <img src="Images/Clothes/handjobtechnique3.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck...</i></span> you think, glancing down at your rock hard - and comparably tiny - penis. <span class="pink"><i>Big, manly cocks just get me so horny...</i></span> Resigned to your intense love of cock, you reach a hand under your skirts, pull aside your girly panties, and start rubbing one out while reading about handjobs and gazing at one throbbing cock after another. When you reach the last page, you're greeted to a point-of-view shot of a big dick cumming right at the camera. Gasping as that image sends you over the edge, you release your grip on your cock and let your climax take over. <img src="Images/Clothes/handjobcum.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Well, I learned a lot, and had fun doing it. I'd call that money well spent..."</b></span> [[Clean up->Your Bedroom]] <<set $handjobquest += 1>>
<span class="mom"><b>"Hi!"</b></span> the woman says, once you get close. She's a petite brunette in her mid-twenties, with brown eyes, small tits, and an athletic frame. She probably works at the gym. <span class="mom"><b>"are you Todd's friend?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Ummm... yeah. We're friends. I'm $femname."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"I'm Olivia! Nice to meet you. I'm here to sign you up and show you around."</b></span> You blink, confused. <span class="mom"><b>"Aaaand Todd didn't tell you." Olivia</b></span> says, laughing. <span class="mom"><b>"He upgraded you to the platinum membership package! Not a cheap upgrade, but he's always generous with the ladies. Or, the cute ones. Come on, I'll show you the fancy locker room you get to use."</b></span> Still not sure exactly what's going on, you follow <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> to a locker room labled <b>WOMEN'S PLATINUM LOCKER ROOM</b>. <span class="mom"><b>"Here, you'll need this pass card to get inside."</b></span> she says, handing you a card. <span class="mom"><b>"Just swipe, and we're in."</b></span> [[Go inside->Session with Todd Het5 start 2]]
You head to the women's platinum locker room and swipe in. Like usual, you're greeted by sweet, relaxing fragrances and the sound of running water. Distantly, you hear two women in muted conversation. <span class="mom"><b>"Hey $femname!" Olivia</b></span> says, passing you by on your way in. <span class="mom"><b>"Looking cute today - and do you always smile so much, or just when you're going to see Todd?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> You laugh, blushing, but don't give her an answer. A few other platinum gym members are at their lockers, changing before their work outs. While you find them all cute, you don't feel a rush of sexual arousal, seeing them naked. You're just a normal girl in a normal locker room. <img src="Images/Gym/womenslockerroom2.jpg" width=500 /> Similarly, they make no comment when you undress, your small, feminine penis hanging out between your legs. Soon enough you're changed and ready to go find <span class="todd"><b>Todd.</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's workout time."</b></span> you whisper, turning around and admiring your fit, sexy body in the mirror. <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit3.jpg" width=300 /> [[Find Todd->Session with Todd Het5 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "mini booty shorts">> <<set $bra = "skimpy sports bra">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
The platinum women's locker is... <i>Perfect.</i> <img src="Images/Gym/womenslockerroom.jpg" width=500 /> Spacious. Luxurious. Tranquil. It smells faintly like lavander, and in the distance you can hear running water and women laughing in the shower area. <span class="pink"><b>"This is... wow..."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"He must really like you." Olivia</b></span> says, standing at your side. <span class="pink"><b>"We... um... we go way back."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> proceeds to give you a tour of the locker room, showing off all of its many amenities. It's basically a resort spa, hiding in the middle of a gym. At the end of her tour, she points to a pile of fresh clothing. <span class="mom"><b>"All the platinum members get access to our best uniform. You'll love it to death."</b></span> You pick up the clothing. A teeny tiny set of booty shorts, and a remarkably revealing sports bra. You can only imagine what you'd look like in it. <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"It's a bit... showy."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> just laughs. <span class="mom"><b>"That's half the point. And Todd insisted you wear it from now on."</b></span> Those words send shivers down your spine, and your knees feel weak. Getting all sexy for <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> changes everything. You're definitely going to show off your new, girly assets in those clothes. <span class="mom"><b>"Last thing before I let you go - the showers. They're basically heaven on earth. Go on and hop in for a few minutes before your workout - you'll feel like a million bucks!"</b></span> You look past the steam into the communal showers, and spot four women, naked and soapy, washing themselves off pre- or post-workout. <span class="pink"><i>Oh fuck - they'll see my cock.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Ummm... I'm not super comfortable-"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Come on!" Olivia</b></span> says, grabbing your clothing. <span class="mom"><b>"It's just us girls here anyway!"</b></span> [[All is revealed->Session with Todd Het5 start 3]]
Before you can react, you're standing there, nude. <img src="Images/Gym/gymnude.jpg" width=300 /> And - <i>of course</i> being humiliated and outed in front of <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> has you hard as a rock. Mortified, you don't know how to react - so you do nothing. <span class="mom"><b>"Oh my God," Olivia</b></span> says with a smile, <span class="mom"><b>"You're trans? I would never have guessed. You're gorgeous!"</b></span> A few of the women in the shower have taken notice, and they're just waving at you, smiling. You're in a women's locker room, naked, your cock on display, and no one gives a shit. <span class="pink"><i>Because... I'm a woman.</i></span> Feeling a wave of acceptance and self-love, you hop into the shower with a smile. No one says a word about your penis, and in a few moments it shrinks down to its usual tiny self, and you kind of forget there's anything different or weird about you. You're just a girl, among girls, taking a really lovely pre-workout shower. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower4.jpg" width=400 /> Afterwards, you put on your new gym outfit and go find <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. [[Find Todd->Session with Todd Het5 start 4]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "mini booty shorts">> <<set $bra = "skimpy sports bra">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>> <<set $toddquest4 = 0>> <<set $toddquest5 = 1>>
The moment you see <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, your heart flutters. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, he's hot.</i></span> <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"I like it, by the way." Todd</b></span> says, running over to you with a wide grin. Blushing, you give him a bit of a peak at your ass. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah I don't mind it myself."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Your name, I mean. $femname - Olivia added it to our database. I like it!" Todd</b></span> eyes you up and down. <span class="todd"><b>"But yeah this... this is good too."</b></span> Your heart rate picks up, and your nicely tucked girlcock is getting hard. You can tell by the way <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is looking at you that similar thoughts are running through his head. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm... not feeling up for a work out today."</b></span> you say, innocently enough. His eyes fall to your tits, then back to you. <span class="todd"><b>"No worries, babe. I know a room we can lie down in."</b></span> He takes your hand and [[leads you onwards.->Session with Todd Het5 start 5]]
Once you're in the side room together, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pushes you onto the floor and starts groping your ass and chest. <img src="Images/Gym/toddfoolaround1.jpg" width=400 /> You let him, sighing with pleasure as his large hands make you feel powerless to stop his advances. All the while, you're trying to wrestle off his gym shorts. Even though you've seen it before, you're still pleasantly surprised by the length and girth of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> subsantial man-cock when it pops out of his shorts. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock3.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmm, I love your dick..."</b></span> you whisper, stroking his massive member with both hands. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe,"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, enjoying your vigorous stroking. <span class="todd"><b>"We should have done this a long time ago."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Done what, gotten you off?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjob2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"I mean yeah, but also just realizing you're a babe. You make a.... <i>fuck</i> "</b></span> He shuts his eyes, loving your hands on his cock. <span class="todd"><b>"You make a much better girl than a guy! <i>Here I come</i>!"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shoots a ropey load right into your open mouth. You suck it down with pleasure, keeping your mouth open to catch any more spurts of cum. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjobcum2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Was that fun for you?"</b></span> you ask, as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> cleans himself up. Your mouth still tastes like semen - it's one of your favorite things about eating cum: how long it lasts, how long your breath smells like it. <span class="todd"><b>"It was awesome. You're awesome."</b></span> He helps you up and before you can react, he's planted a juicy kiss on your lips. If he can taste his own cum, he doesn't seem to mind. <span class="todd"><b>"See you later, $femname."</b></span> After waiting for your erection to subside, you decide to head home for the day. You can only hope you'll dream of another sexy encounter between you and your hot best friend. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>>
Running over to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, you give him a quick peck on the lips before starting your workout. <span class="todd"><b>"hey babe,"</b></span> he says, obviously pleased with what he sees. <span class="todd"><b>"Looking like a snack."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well come and get it."</b></span> you say with a wink, leading him on with your tight, half-revealed ass. <<set $gymhet5set = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $gymhet5choice = $gymhet5set.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout1.gif" width=500 /> First <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has you stretch out your glutes and legs with some opening exercises. You quickly build up a sweat, and make sure to give him a nice view of your girly ass with every motion. By the end, his substantial erection is pretty obvious, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout2.gif" width=500 /> First <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has you complete ten minutes of skipping rope, keeping a close eye on your ass the entire time. You know how much he loves watching your bubble butt and new, girly tits bounce with every jump, so you make sure to give him a nice show. By the end, his substantial erection is pretty obvious, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout3.gif" width=500 /> First <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has you work on your upper arms through a series of dumbbell lifts. While you're at it, you make sure to arch your back and give him a nice view of your sexy butt, all the while you softly moan with every rep. By the end, his substantial erection is pretty obvious, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself. <</if>>\ <span class="pink"><b>"Todd, is it time for your rub down?"</b></span> you ask, eyeing his crotch. <span class="todd"><b>"You mean this, babe?"</b></span> he asks, subtlely pulling out his cock and giving it a few good strokes. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock4.gif" width=300 /> You feel your boypussy clench at the sight. <span class="pink"><i>Mmmm...</i></span> [[Go to a quiet room with Todd->Session with Todd Het5 3]] <<if ($handjobquest gte 4) and ($handjobvideo eq 0)>>[[Ask him to record it all on his phone->Session with Todd Het5 3 video]]<</if>>
The moment you're in a quiet room together, you pull up your shorts until they're wedged between your asscheeks and give <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> the show he deserves. <img src="Images/Gym/toddfoolaround2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You're such a good trainer..."</b></span> you whisper, feeling sexy as hell and loving. <span class="pink"><b>"And my best friend."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Babe, you're the best friend a guy could have."</b></span> He grabs his crotch. <span class="todd"><b>"But you gotta stop teasing me."</b></span> Knowing what he wants, you turn around with a smile and grab hold of his pants. The next moment, his meaty cock is hanging out right in front of your face. You still can't get over how lucky you are to have such a well endowed hunk of a friend! <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock5.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmm, I love your dick..."</b></span> you whisper, stroking his massive member with both hands. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjob2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, stroke it..."</b></span> he says, <span class="todd"><b>"But get your ass over here."</b></span> You comply, scuttling your butt over to him while you keep on jerking him off. In a few moments, he has two thick fingers jammed deep into your boypussy. <img src="Images/Gym/toddfoolaround3.gif" width=400 /> It feels so nice to have your anus stretched by your best friend. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> knows exactly how to toy with your prostate. Soon enough you're dribbling out precum, while stroking <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and eagerly making out with him in passionate bliss. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjob3.gif" width=400 /> You feel <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> heartbeat quicken it's pace. You know what's coming. [[Get ready for your friend's salty load->Session with Todd Het 5 4]] <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
<span class="pink"><b>"Hey,"</b></span> you say, at the entrance to the secluded side room that you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> like to get frisky in. <span class="pink"><b>"Could I ask you a favor?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> doesn't even hesitate. <span class="todd"><b>"Anything in the world, babe."</b></span> You feel a bit embarassed. How are you supposed to explain to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> that you want to record a video of you giving him a handjob, so you can make more money as a whore at the Cauldron? It's a bit much. <span class="pink"><b>"Could you... record us on your phone? I want you to have something with me and you in it for your spank bank."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> looks at you like you're basically an angel, descended from heaven to turn him on. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe, that's the hottest idea I've heard. Like, ever."</b></span> He takes out his phone. <span class="todd"><b>"I won't share it with anyone. I swear. Nobody. I'd never do that to you."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/toddfoolaround4.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I know."</b></span> Of all the people in the world, you can trust <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> at his word. <span class="pink"><b>"As long as you send me the video."</b></span> He nods, grinning ear-to-ear. <span class="todd"><b>"What do you want to do?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Just follow my lead."</b></span> you say, stripping down as he hits 'record.' [[Time to put on a show->Session with Todd Het5 3 video 2]] <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
At the last moment, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pushes you back, his fingers slipping out of your boypussy, and starts to rapidly jerk his cock in front your face. Eager for his seed, you open your mouth in anticipation. It doesn't take long. Two seconds later, three hot, salty ropes of cum land all over your face. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjobcum3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, babe, take my cum!" Todd</b></span> says with affection, admiring how his load is now covering your face. You can't help but smile as a small, embarassing orgasm sweeps through your body. Your neglected little cock drips out its own small load right onto the floor. When <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> cums on your face, it really feels like he's claiming you as his property, his fuck buddy, his toy to do whatever he wants with. A deep, feminine urge inside you tells you that this is good - that it's every girl's dream to be claimed like this by a strong, kind, protective alpha male like <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. Afterwards, you get cleaned up and head to the women's shower room to wash yourself off. You can't wait to get another salty facial from your best friend! [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
Once you're naked, you kneel down and set your fingers against <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> waistline. Looking right at the camera, a flirty smile gracing your face, you say, <span class="pink"><b>"My name's $femname, and I love stroking big dicks."</b></span> You bite your lip. <span class="pink"><b>"Do you have a big dick, Todd?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Why don't you look and find out, babe." Todd</b></span> says in a deep voice, totally into the roleplay. A shiver of excitement runs down your spine. Slowly, you pull down <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> shorts, anticipating the big surprise you know is coming. The moment <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> girthy man-cock pops out, your eyes widen in delight. Most of your surprise is genuine - it's always just a <i>bit</i> bigger than you remember it being - but you play it up for the camera. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock6.gif" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"What do you think?"</b></span> You lick your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"I like it."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Show me how much."</b></span> Winking at the camera, you take your best friend's cock in both your hands and start giving it slow, deliberate strokes. Then, drawing on some of the new techniques you learned, you add a bit of twisting motion around the glans and shaft. You can tell by the way <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> breathing quickens that he's loving the feeling. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjob4.gif" width=300 /> Then you reach one hand down and start fondling his big, heavy balls. They feel so different, so much larger and more masculine than your own. You love the feeling of them in your dainty hands. Keeping a nice, protective hold of them, you focus your other hand's attention on the head of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock. From all your research, this should really push him over the edge. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjob5.gif" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Oh fuck... oh fuck yeah..." Todd</b></span> moans and grunts, barely able to contain himself. <span class="pink"><b>"Does that feel good?"</b></span> you ask the camera, picking up speed as you do. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> moans and nods in response, forgetting the camera can't see him. <span class="pink"><b>"Then where's my salty reward?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Fuuuuck! Right here, <i>slut!</i>"</b></span> [[The big finish->Session with Todd Het5 3 video 3]]
You get into position, your mouth open wide to catch as much of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hot, salty cum as you can. Stroking his dick as hard and as fast as you can, you literally watch as his big, meaty balls contract against his abdomen, and then pulsate as semen surges through his cock. And then it happens. <img src="Images/Gym/gymhandjobcum4.gif" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> nearly loses his footing - and his grip on his phone - as a powerful orgasm surges through him. His cum sprays wildly, drenching your face and hair. Unfortunately, not much of it gets in your mouth. Still, you bet it looks hot as hell. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmmm..."</b></span> you say, letting go of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> deflating cock and rubbing his seed on your cheeks and lips. <span class="pink"><b>"I love stroking cock, but I especially love when guys cum on my face."</b></span> Then you stick out your tongue, wink at the camera, and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shuts off his phone. <span class="todd"><b>"Fuck..."</b></span> he says, still a bit dazed by the experience. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe, that was... <i>next level.</i>."</b></span> He pauses, a bit concerned. <span class="todd"><b>"I didn't mean to call you a slut. I'm sorry."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's just for the video - I liked it."</b></span> You shrug, wiping his cum from your face with a hand towel. Once you're all cleaned up, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> part ways, but not before a deep, passionate kiss. <img src="Images/Gym/gymkiss3.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>Todd called me a slut...</i></span> you think, on your way home. Idly, you pick at a bit of dried cum in your hair. <span class="pink"><i>I'm not actually a slut... am I?</i></span> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $handjobvideo = 1>>
Shortly after your father's death, you consider avenging him. After a few weeks of thought, you decide against it. A lone girly boy like yourself, going up against a massive, powerful Russian mob? It's suicide. Instead, you drop out of school, and think hard about what to do with your life. Over the next few years, you travel the country, spending a fair deal of time in nature. <img src="Images/Endings/womannature.jpg" width=500 /> You also take to enjoying afternoons at cafes, watching strangers go about their lives. <img src="Images/Endings/womancafe.jpg" width=500 /> Eventually, you realize what you want to do. [[I want to be a girl->Woman 2]]
You don't want half measures. You don't want to be a fem boy. You're a woman - well, a trans woman - and it's time you accepted that. Moving back home with your mother, you emotionally confess your gender dysphoria. Thankfully, she's fully on board, and excited to have a daughter. <img src="Images/Endings/womanmother.jpg" width=400 /> After tossing out all your masculine clothing into a pile in the backyard and having a 'farewell bonfire' to your old gender, you and your mom go shopping. <img src="Images/Endings/womanshopping.gif" width=400 /> And then there's the matter of legally changing your name, heading to the doctor, and getting started on hormones. [[Womanhood, here I come!->Woman 3]]
After a few rounds of visits with various gender therapists and other doctors, you're prescribed anti-androgens and estrogen to further boost your body's rather strange ability to produce a lot of estrogen naturally <img src="Images/Endings/womanhormones.jpg" width=400 /> You thought you were girly before, but the added hormones rapidly take effect. Your budding breasts grow to F-cups, and are so big they no longer point a bit upwards but actually sag from their weight. You love your big, beautiful breasts - though you miss being able to sleep on your stomach! <img src="Images/Endings/womanbreast.jpg" width=400 /> Other changes come, as well. Your mood becomes more erratic, you find yourself more sensitive and emotionally engaged, and - maybe the most interesting thing at all - you become absolutely boy-crazy. Your hormones mean you can no longer get erections, and your penis and balls shrink further as a result. Soon enough you surgically remove your testicles, leaving nothing but a tiny nub of a cock you use to pee with, and otherwise completely ignore. <img src="Images/Endings/womanballs.jpg" width=450 /> You're a busty, gorgeous, trans woman! <img src="Images/Endings/womanwalk.gif" width=300 /> [[And then something terrible happens->Woman 4]]
While walking home one evening, you're accosted by three men wearing masks. They move fast, pushing you to the ground, giving you a few quick kicks to your chest, and then tossing a pail of blue paint all over you. <b>"You're a guy - you fucking weirdo! <i>You ain't no lady</i>!"</b> And then they're gone. Thankfully, a bystander calls an ambulance, and after a quick check-up you're discharged from the hospital that night. But the incident has a profound effect on you. There are still bigots out there who hate trans people, and who better than a late-blooming trans woman to help? After getting a tattoo to reflect your new found purpose, you apply to law school. <img src="Images/Endings/womantattoo.jpg" width=400 /> [[It's time to fight for my rights.->Woman 5]]
Once you get accepted into the nearby law school, you devote yourself to your classes completely. You quickly rise up the ranks as a brilliant and passionate law student, and you start an all female - trans and cis - school committee focused on trans and women's rights. <img src="Images/Endings/womanclass.jpg" width=500 /> You soon get the attention of the school's brightest - and most handsome - professor, Dwight Deveroux. Mr. Deveroux is a master trial lawyer, using brilliant legal analysis and rhetoric to win some wildly difficult cases. <img src="Images/Endings/womanlawyer.jpg" width=300 /> He becomes your mentor, and you end up spending many an evening in his office with him, working through legal precedents as you plan careful defences for his clients. [[And then...->Woman 6]]
You're not sure who initiated it - but suddenly your lips are on his, and his hands are all over your body. <img src="Images/Endings/womankiss.gif" width=500 /> What follows is the first of many nights of passion. By day you're the top law student in your university. But by night, you're nothing but Dwight's woman, to be lustfully ravaged as he drives you to orgasm after orgasm. <img src="Images/Endings/womansex1.gif" width=400 /> Once you graduate, you end up joining - and quickly taking the leadership of - the new transgender issues department of his firm. Having Dwight's love and respect means just about everyone in the firm listens to what you have to say. While you never make your relationship official, neither of you date anyone else. Both you and Dwight are so focused on your careers, your quick, passionate encounters are as close a thing to a real relationship as either of you want. <img src="Images/Endings/womansex2.gif" width=400 /> And you want it. Every. Single. Night. <img src="Images/Endings/womansex3.gif" width=400 /> [[Behind every great man is a great trans woman, apparently.->Woman 7]]
In the years that follow, you and Dwight become legal scholars and leaders on human rights. Your biggest achievement is your successful push to have transgender rights protected through an amendment to your country's human rights code, leading to transgender therapy, counselling, protection from violence, hormonal and surgical treatments all being fully covered by the state for all citizens. You sometimes wonder what it would have been like to settle down, maybe even become Dwight's wife. New surgical advances are allowing transwomen to receive transplanted and fully functional female reproductive systems, leading to some transwomen becoming biological mothers for the first time in history. But you don't have time for that. You're a force for good. There's no time for motherhood in the fight for justice. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/woman.jpg" width=400 /> <b><i>Ending #7 Achieved! You are the Career Woman!</i></b> [[Closing]]
<b>"Hey babe,"</b> you say, letting <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in. She's looking cute as hell - and it strikes you as odd how such an evil, sexy bitch could look so innocent. <img src="Images/Susan/susan16.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>"My little beta boi, wearing clothing for men? No, that won't do anymore. Get changed into something girly."</b></span> Feeling embarassed but excited for whatever she has planned, you quickly change. <<set $overwear = "black top and red skirt">><<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>> <</if>> <<if not hasVisited("Susan Date Het 5 cuck 2")>><span class="susan"><b>"Now," Susan</b></span> says, walking behind you with confident steps. <span class="susan"><b>"For your task today, your little boypussy needs to be nice and plugged. Lift that skirt, drop your panties, and give me a look."</b></span> <b>"Why do I need to-"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> slaps your ass. Hard. <span class="susan"><b>"Don't forget the letter you read out loud to me - I have it on video. You have to serve me. Now show me that ass. You know I wouldn't ask this of you unless I loved you, $playername."</b></span> You nod, chastising yourself for even asking the question. <b>"I love you too."</b> <<if $toy neq "nude">>You lift up your skirt and show her your plugged ass. <img src="Images/Susan/showingbuttplug.gif" width=350 /> <<else>>You lift your skirt and show her your ass - but there's no buttplug. <span class="susan"><b>"Naughty, naughty."</b></span> says <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, heading to your toy closet and returning with the plug. <span class="susan"><b>"Let me fix that for you."</b></span> After spitting on the toy, she carefully slips it up your bum. <img src="Images/Home/buttplug1.gif" width=300 /> <<set $toy = "small buttplug">> <</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"Now you're perfect. It's time for today's task."</b></span> [[You listen with fear and arousal.->Susan Date Het 5 cuck 2]] <<elseif $p eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>"Now," Susan</b></span> says, walking behind you with confident steps. <span class="susan"><b>"For your task today, you're going to help me meet new friends."</b></span> She takes out her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Olivier's asked some of his best students to reach out to men on that new dating app, Findr, and show them a good time. For the right guys, we have to be accepting and appreciative of their advances. For the wrong guys, we shut them down. Hard. Got it?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/findr1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $i = 0>>\ You swallow your saliva. Actively helping <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> meet new men for her to have fun with? She's taking your cuckoldry to the next level. But for better or worse, you find the idea incredibly hot. <b>"I get to choose the men that you fool around with."</b> She hops on the bad and gestures for you sit beside her. <span class="susan"><b>"I have the final say, but you'll be my sissy advisor."</b></span> [[Give it a shot.->Susan Date Het5 cuck][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> hands you her phone, and you tentatively open the app. And just like that, the first profile appears before you. <img src="Images/Susan/findr2.jpg" width=400 /> <i><b>Jason</b> kind of reminds me of myself - at least, before everything started changing for me. He seems nice enough. Kind of thin but cute looking. He's definitely the kind guy <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> likes. Or... maybe he's only the kind of guy she used to like...</i> As <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> watches you with an unreadable look, you consider what to suggest to her. [[Suggest that she swipes right->Susan Date Het5 cuck][$p = 2, $i = 0]] [[Suggest that she swipes left->Susan Date Het5 cuck][$p = 2, $i = 1]] <i><b>Hint:</b> On Findr, a swipe right means you find the person attractive and want to match. A swipe left means you're not into them.</i> <<elseif $p eq 2>><<if $i eq 0>><b>"I think you should swipe right. He's seem cute, and I bet he's got a sense of humor."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pretends to gag. <span class="susan"><b>"He's a limp-dicked beta, babe! Look at his shoulders, look at that sad, pathetic smile. We'd all be better off if he never reproduced."</b></span> <b>"Wow... harsh."</b> She shrugs. <span class="susan"><b>"Survival of the fittest - that's just how it goes. A girl's got to be selective about her mates. Now, let's try again."</b></span><<else>><b>"I think you should swipe left."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods. <span class="susan"><b>"I <i>totally</i> agree. But what's your reason?"</b></span> <b>"He's... not, like, an alpha, you know? I'm not getting a confident vibe from him."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Exactly - he's a total beta. We'd all be better off if he never reproduced."</b></span> <b>"Wow... harsh."</b> She shrugs. <span class="susan"><b>"Survival of the fittest - that's just how it goes. A girl's got to be selective about her mates. Now, let's try again."</b></span><</if>> Nodding, you look at the next profile. <img src="Images/Susan/findr3.jpg" width=400 /> <i><b>Kyle</b> is definitely scoring some immediate points for being handsome as fuck. Those eyes are killer, and he's definitely in shape. His profile makes him out to be confident, without being a douche bag. He's a total catch. But is he <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> kind of catch?</i> [[Suggest that she swipes right->Susan Date Het5 cuck][$p = 3, $i = 0]] [[Suggest that she swipes left->Susan Date Het5 cuck][$p = 3, $i = 1]] <i><b>Hint:</b> On Findr, a swipe right means you find the person attractive and want to match. A swipe left means you're not into them.</i> <<elseif $p eq 3>><<if $i eq 0>><b>"I think you should swipe right. He's handsome, confident, and genuinely seems like a good person."</b> You hesitate before adding, <b>"I'd love to see you in bed with him."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sighs. <span class="susan"><b>"And I totally get where you're coming from, but you're wrong."</b></span> She grabs her phone and pulls up an image for you to see. <img src="Images/Susan/interracial1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"White women are meant to be bred by black men. You need to get that through your head. Just because once in a while by some genetic miracle a white guy is tall and muscular doesn't mean we're allowed to get distracted."</b></span> She gives you back her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Let's try one more. This time, remember: I will only date strong black men for the rest of my life."</b></span><<else>><b>"I think you should swipe left. He's handsome, sure, but he's not your type."</b> You hesitate before adding, <b>"He's not black."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods excitedly. <span class="susan"><b>"That's <i>exactly</i> right! This was a tough one, but I knew you'd see through it. Here, sometimes I use this as a study aid."</b></span> She grabs her phone and pulls up an image for you to see. <img src="Images/Susan/interracial1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"White women are meant to be bred by black men. Just because once in a while by some genetic miracle a white guy is tall and muscular doesn't mean we're allowed to get distracted."</b></span> She gives you back her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Let's try one more. Maybe this time we'll get lucky, and we'll see a real man's profile."</b></span> <</if>> Nodding, you look at the next profile. <img src="Images/Susan/findr4.jpg" width=400 /> <i><b>James</b> doesn't have much of a profile. He's black, ripped, and has a big dick. Is that enough for <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>?</i> [[Suggest that she swipes right->Susan Date Het5 cuck][$p = 4, $i = 0]] [[Suggest that she swipes left->Susan Date Het5 cuck][$p = 4, $i = 1]] <i><b>Hint:</b> On Findr, a swipe right means you find the person attractive and want to match. A swipe left means you're not into them.</i> <<elseif $p eq 4>><<if $i eq 0>><b>"You should swipe right. James is... the whole package."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lights up. <span class="susan"><b>"You're totally right! Mmm, I can't wait to send him so many naughty photos..."</b></span><<else>>>><b>"You should swipe left. James is... well, he seems like a bit an asshole."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sighs. <span class="susan"><b>"Alphas are <i>suppose</i> to be assholes. He's showing us that he's in charge. He's protective. Dominant..."</b></span> She stares at the photo. <span class="susan"><b>"... fuck, I bet our kids would be so cute. I can't wait to message him."</b></span><</if>> <img src="Images/Susan/eyes.gif" width=400 /> She points at her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Swipe right. I want you to do it."</b></span> You get what she means. You have to open the door to her contacting <span class="blue"><b>James</b></span>. Changes are, she'll end up in bed with him. <i>Look at me, helping my girlfriend find big dicks to suck...</i> You feel your finger moving towards the screen. [[Swipe right->Susan Date Het5 cuck][$p = 5]] <span class="grey">Swipe left</span> <<elseif $p eq 5>>And just like that, it's done. The next moment, <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> phone pings. She got a match. With <span class="blue"><b>James</b></span>. <span class="susan"><b>"O.M.G! This is <i>exciting!</i>"</b></span> She jumps off your bed and heads to the door. <b>"Where are you going?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh, you want to watch me flirt with him?"</b></span> You blush, realizing that <i>yes</i>, that's exactly what you want. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sticks out her tongue, grinning. <span class="susan"><b>"Another time, sissy girl. This was enough excitement for one night. I mean, look how excited you are already."</b></span> Glancing down, you see that she's right. You small, feminine penis is fully erect, and is poking out past your skirt. <img src="Images/Susan/cutepose2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"See you, babe!" Susan</b></span> says, as she heads out of your apartment. [[Well, that was hot. Time for bed.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
<b>"Hey babe,"</b> you say, letting <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in. She's super cute today, and you have to stop yourself from ripping off her clothes and shoving your face between her legs.. <img src="Images/Susan/susan16.jpg" width=300 /> <<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>"Why are you dressed like a boy?" Susan</b></span> asks, a bit annoyed. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm trying to explain to my parents that my boyfriend's become a girlfriend, but that won't work unless you commit to being girly. Come on, let's get you changed."</b></span> You join <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in your closet, and soon you're dressed in a cute, feminine outfit. <<set $overwear = "black top and red skirt">><<set $wearingfemoverwear = 1>> <</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"So, what's the plan for tonight? Bad movie, or really bad movie?"</b></span> But <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="susan"><b>"Neither."</b></span> She places a palm on your chest and pushes you onto your bed. <span class="pink"><b>"So..."</b></span> You blush at <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> devlish grin. <span class="pink"><b>"What do you have in mind?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Well, you've been paying a lot of attention to my pussy lately."</b></span> She reaches a hand down your skirt. <span class="susan"><b>"But I've been neglecting yours."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oooohhh...</b></span> Your asshole clenches down in anticipation. Getting your boypussy fingered by your girlfriend sounds like the perfect way to spend a Friday evening. <span class="pink"><b>"Go on..."</b></span> [[Susan grabs your skirt.->Susan Date Het 5 open 2]]
<span class="susan"><b>"Olivier and his colleagues think I should dump you," Susan</b></span> says, looking sincere and just a touch worried. <span class="susan"><b>"They think I've outgrown you. They don't understand that just because you're inferior and can't meet my needs, doesn't mean I don't love you. You have a place in the new world, just like me."</b></span> For a moment, you thought she was going to dump you. <b>"<span class="susan">Susan</span>, we'll always be together. You told them that, right?"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> bites her lip. <span class="susan"><b>"It's not safe to just <i>refuse</i> Olivier. But I came up with a solution. You need to prove that you're here to love me and to serve me - not to compete for me."</b></span> You think back to that letter she had you read. <b>"Hasn't... hasn't that been made clear? I'm not going to get in Olivier's way, not him or any of your boyfriends."</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets up close and kisses your cheek. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"That's why I love you. But you need to prove it to them. You've got to show that you're not a guy at all - that you're just a sissy."</b></span> She takes out her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"I'll record a little video. Just do exactly as I say."</b></span> <b>"Okay. Whatever it takes."</b> [[Time to prove that you're just a little white sissy boi, and not a threat.->Susan Date Het 5 cuck 3]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> presses a button on her phone and points the camera at you. <span class="susan"><b>"Hey sissy boi, what's your name?"</b></span> You nearly say <i>$playername</i>, but then think better of it. <span class="pink"><b>"My name is $femname, and I'm a proud sissy."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Give me a sexy pose, $femname."</b></span> You strike a cute, submissive pose for the camera. <img src="Images/Susan/cutepose1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smiles. <span class="susan"><b>"Aww, you're cute. Now, where are those little hormone titties? All sissy boys make sure to get girly boobs so no one mistakes them for a guy."</b></span> You don't bother explaining to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> that your body - for one reason or another - is producing its own estrogen without any hormone replacement pills. Instead, you take off your dress and give her a nice view of your tits and panties. <img src="Images/Susan/strip1.gif" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Why are you wearing panties, $femname?"</b></span> You know what she wants to hear. <span class="pink"><b>"Because sissies wear panties."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> briefly lowers the camera and mouths, <span class="susan"><i>that's perfect!</i></span> You wink back at her. <span class="susan"><b>"And what are you hiding in those panties?"</b></span> [[Show them what you're hiding.->Susan Date Het 5 cuck 4]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $time = "Night">>
You untie your panties and let them slip off your waist. Your tiny cock is thus revealed to the camera. It fills you with shame and lust to know that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> will be sharing this video with <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> and his friends. Especially because lately your penis has been looking even smaller than usual, and your balls, too, seem to always be bunched up against your abdomen. <img src="Images/Susan/strip2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"That's no cock - that's a clitty!"</b></span> You nod, absentmindedly playing with your tiny dick. Stripping for the camera is actually getting you incredibly turned on. <span class="susan"><b>"Can it even get hard anymore?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Sometimes when I fill my boypussy,"</b></span> you admit. You're playing it up for the camera, but a part of you feels like you're actually admitting an embarassing truth. <span class="pink"><b>"But it never really gets hard enough to go inside a pussy anymore."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Because pussies are for alphas only, sissy boy. Now, show me that boypusssy."</b></span> Your pulse quickens. You didn't think she'd make you do that. Turning around to hide your shame - and quickly rising arousal - you take a wide stance, grip your cheeks, and give a bunch of strangers a perfect view of your asshole. You pull out your plug with an audible <i>pop!</i> and then give them a long view of your shaved, smooth, feminine backside and your useless clitty. <img src="Images/Susan/strip3.jpg" width=300 /> Your heart is racing, and your asshole keeps clenching for the camera. <span class="pink"><i>Wait... what's happening? I feel like I'm about to cum...</i></span> <span class="susan"><b>"And what are boypussies for?" Susan</b></span> asks. You start to shake. This humiliation is putting you over the edge. <span class="pink"><b>"Co... <i>mmmm</i>... Cocks."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"What kind?"</b></span> A shiver sweeps through your body. It's coming. You moan, just managing to cry out: <span class="pink"><b>"Big. Black. Cock!"</b></span> before your orgasm hits you and a shameful spurt of cum flies out of your girly dick. <img src="Images/Susan/strip4.gif" width=300 /> [[You fall to your knees, spent.->Susan Date Het 5 cuck 5]] <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
While you kneel over your cum, catching your breath, you hear <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> speaking to her camera. <span class="susan"><b>"And that's why you don't need to worry about my boyfriend. If you're into it, I'll let you have his ass whenever you want."</b></span> Then she shuts off the video and puts away her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"That. Was. <i>Awesome!!!</i>" Susan</b></span> squeals, running over and hugging you. <span class="susan"><b>"You've become such a good sissy, lately. That pathetic squirt of cum was the icing on the cake. I loved it."</b></span> <b>"You did?"</b> you ask, still dazed. <span class="susan"><b>"Of course! Don't you get it - you've internalized your inferiority to your core. You've rewired your sexual desires so that nothing gets you off like serving black alphas - just like me!" Susan</b></span> sighs happily, resting on your shoulder. <span class="susan"><b>"We're the future of the white race. I'm so proud of us. One day I'll have a bunch of black babies, and you'll be the perfect babysitter."</b></span> <i>Woah - no one said anything about kids!</i> You decide to ignore her. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> always tends to get carried away with her kinks. Though you have to admit, the thought of your girlfriend pregnant, her belly distended, her breasts engorged with milk, another man's seed in her womb, another man's baby growing inside of her... <img src="Images/Endings/devotedpregnant.jpg" width=400 /> <i>Fuck, that's so hot. I really am a sissy cuckold.</i> <span class="susan"><b>"I need to head home, now." Susan</b></span> says, rising. <span class="susan"><b>"Don't be surprised if we need to make another video. Olivier will expect as much dedication from you as he does from me."</b></span> You sheepishly agree to help <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in whatever way she needs, then walk her out. [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leans over your waist and ducks her head beneath your skirt. Giggling, you feel her tongue slide up your thighs on her way to your panties. <img src="Images/Susan/susanlick1.jpg" width=400 /> Once there, she gets a hold of the thin material with her teeth, then slowly pulls them without using her hands. <<if $underwear eq "susan's black panties">><span class="susan"><b>"Wait..." Susan</b></span> says, spitting out the underwear. <span class="susan"><b>"Aren't these mine?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I always wanted to try them on. This was my first pair!"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> laughs. <span class="susan"><b>"You sexy little thief..."</b></span> <</if>> <<if $toy neq "nude">>Next you feel her dainty fingers grab onto your buttplug. <span class="susan"><b>"Such a cute toy. I hope you don't mind if I pull it out."</b></span> But instead of pulling it out, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> teases you, pulling it until it's thickest part is stretching your hole, and pushing it back in. Over and over she teases you, drawing out lewd moans from your lips, until at last you squeeze the plug out of your ass. <img src="Images/Susan/pushingoutplug1.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> Then you expect to feel her finger probing your eager boypussy. Instead, you feel something different - something <i>very</i> different. Her tongue. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh my God..."</b></span> you whisper, as <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> tongue circles your boypussy, licking just around the hole. Your body starts shaking from the intensity of the sensations. It's pleasurable - almost too pleasurable. You feel so vulnerable, and yet so loved. <img src="Images/Susan/susaneatingass1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Mmmm... I always wondered what ass tastes like. Your pussy's delicious, lovergirl."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Stick it in..."</b></span> you moan, <span class="pink"><b>"I want your tongue inside me!"</b></span> The next moment, you feel it. Her tongue exploring your loose opening. Her licks against your anal walls send you to the stars with pleasure. You buck and writhe, overwhelmed, but <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> keeps eating your ass with intense devotion. <img src="Images/Susan/susaneatingass2.gif" width=400 /> [[Your boypussy contracts around her tongue.->Susan Date Het 5 open 3]] <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">> <<set $time = "Night">>
Even though your dick wasn't touched, you feel semen oozing out of it as an intense orgasm flows through your limbs with every one of your frantic heartbeats. <img src="Images/Susan/susaneatingass1cum.gif" width=400 /> Though your eyes are closed, you can feel <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lick up your cum from your thigh. Just as you're coming out of your post-orgasmic daze, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leans over you and plants her lips over your own. <span class="pink"><i>Holy fuck...</i></span> you think, making out with your girlfriend. Her mouth is full of your cum, and you can taste your own ass on her tongue. And it's <span class="pink"><i>delicious</i></span>. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmm..."</b></span> you moan sucking every bit of cum that you can from <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> mouth. <span class="pink"><b>"I love the taste of my cum and boypussy."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Maybe next time you can eat my ass." Susan</b></span> offers. You're a bit taken aback. When you were a guy, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> never let you near her ass for any reason. It seems like your changes have really opened up her sexual horizons, too. <span class="pink"><b>"Can't wait."</b></span> After cleaning up, you walk <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> out of your apartment. Then you drop onto your bed in an exhausted heap. [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
<<if $cauldronhandjobcount eq 0>> \ When you enter the small dressing room, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is literally watching the video you took with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="katie"><b>"Holy <i>fuck</i>, hot shot. That was one hell of a show. Like, I'm still getting wet and I already got off to this twice. Today."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well, I did my research."</b></span> you say, watching yourself fondle <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> perfect ballsack on <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> phone. <span class="katie"><b>"The guy's hot, too. He single?"</b></span> For a moment you say nothing. On one hand, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is single, and <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> a beautiful woman. You could probably set them up. On the other hand... thinking of <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> sends a wave of jealously through your veins. <span class="pink"><b>"It's complicated."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"It always is, right?" Katie</b></span> sighs, then hands you a blue bracelet. <img src="Images/Cauldron/braceletblue.jpg" width=400 /> \ <span class="katie"><b>"This is your key to the kingdom. Handjobs cost one hundred bucks, but clients can pay more or less depending on performance. They're looking for a quick, easy release. Work the dick with grace, sure, but be efficient."</b></span> You nod, a bit nervous. <span class="pink"><b>"Got it. Get them off as fast as possible."</b></span> You think of something. <span class="pink"><b>"What about cum?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> shrugs. <span class="katie"><b>"I leave that up to you. But judging by this vid, I think you'll be upping your protein game, tonight."</b></span> <</if>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> eyes you up and down. <span class="katie"><b>"You're looking sexy as always. Ready to earn some easy cash?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie10.jpg" width=400 /> \ You playfully bite the blue bracelet on your wrist. <span class="pink"><b>"Ready as I'll ever be."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Stop being cute!"</b></span> she says, laughing. <span class="katie"><b>"Now, let's get you into a sexy outfit. The boys won't be able to stop themselves."</b></span> [[It's dress-up time!->Plugged Waitress Shift 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
Dressed up in your $overwear, you enter the first floor of the Cauldron, ready to strut your stuff and make some serious money. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> At this point you're used to working with a buttplug up your ass, forcing you to walk with a sexy wiggle and sending waves of pleasure through your boypussy with every step. If your penis wasn't so small - and lately it seems even smaller - someone might notice your slight hard-on during your shift. Since now you're not just trying to waitress well, but also seduce your male customers into buying your services, you make sure to throw a bit more <span class="pink"><i>slut</i></span> into your every word, movement, and lingering glance. When you set down a drink, you press your thigh against a patron's leg. When you lean over to hand a plate, you make sure the boys get a nice view of your cleavage. Always, you make sure your brand new bracelet is on display. <img src="Images/Cauldron/flirtywaitress.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $cauldronhandjobcount eq 0>>Unfortunately, no one bites. You're not sure the men are noticing your bracelet - or maybe they just don't know what it means. Or - and this is almost too awful to consider - they don't think you're hot. And then it happens. <i>snap.</i> It's the end of your shift. You're taking the payment for your last table when you feel it. A bit startled, you forget what that <i>snap</i> means and glance at the hand on your bracelet. A fat, greasy, middle-aged bald man. And then you remember - you're a whore. <span class="pink"><i>Well, money is money,</i></span> you think, winking at him and heading over to one of the vacant backrooms. You can feel his eyes on your ass every step of the way. [[Make your first client happy->Cauldron Handjob First Client]] <<else>> Midway through your shift, a patron snaps your bracelet. You glance over at the potential client - a young guy, probably a student at the university. He's cute enough. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to jerk him off for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Handjob 1]] [[Not tonight->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift 3]] <</if>>
The room is small, so when your fat client drops down on the bench, there's no where you can go where your legs aren't touching his knees. <span class="blue"><b>"I've had my eye on you all night."</b></span> he says, using his pudgy fingers to unzip his jeans. <span class="blue"><b>"I try out all the new waitresses when they get a new bracelet."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh? That's so sweet."</b></span> you say, pretending to be intrigued instead of kind of disgusted. When the man finally gets his cock out, the tart, cheese-like small of smegma fills the room. That is not a clean dick. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjobfatdick.gif" width=300 /> <span class="blue"><b>"What's your name, sweetcheeks?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"$femname."</b></span> Your attention is focused on the smelly cock you're going to need to touch. <span class="blue"><b>"Well, $femname, I'm not payin' you to look. Get those fingers on my cock, slut."</b></span> Summoning up your courage, you drop to your knees and get started. Luckily, you don't have to actually taste anything, and soon you kind of get used to the stink of your client's cock. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjobfatdick2.gif" width=300 /> Despite yourself, you find it kind of sexy, trapped in this small room with a fat, ugly client, jerking off his thick, girthy dick for money. It isn't long before precum is getting your panties wet. <span class="pink"><b>"Your cock is so big..."</b></span> you whisper, as your client starts to breathe heavily. <span class="pink"><b>"I hope you give me a big load."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck!"</b></span> he grunts, reaching his climax. A part of you doesn't want to get near that cock with your mouth, but your addiction to cum is too strong at this point. You can't fight against your instinctive urge to get beneath the pulsating dick and open your mouth, letting a stranger's semen spurt down your throat. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjobfatdickcum.gif" width=300 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Not bad!"</b></span> you client says, zipping up his pants after you swallow his cum. <span class="blue"><b>"Not bad at all. A fine addition to the Cauldron. You'll go far, $femname."</b></span> He throws a wad of crumpled bills on the floor. <span class="blue"><b>"One hundred for the handjob, and ten extra for sucking down my load like a good slut."</b></span> And then he's gone. After shoving all the bills down your bra, you head over to find <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> [[Find Katie.->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift 3]] <<set $cauldronhandjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 110>>
<span class="blue"><b>"I don't usually do things like this,"</b></span> your client says, once the two of you are in the room together. <span class="blue"><b>"You're just really pretty."</b></span> You give him your sweetest smile. <span class="pink"><b>"Aren't you a sweetheart?"</b></span> You place one hand against his crotch - his average dick is already rock hard. <span class="pink"><b>"How can I make your evening special?"</b></span> He gulps, clearly nervous. <span class="blue"><b>"Could I... umm... could I see your breasts, while you.... you know."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'd love to!"</b></span> you reply, giving him a bit of a strip tease before revealing your perky tits. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjobflash.gif" width=300 /> Then you take hold of his pants and pull out his cock. <span class="pink"><b>"Wow - so big."</b></span> you say, wrapping both your hands around it. Your hands are small, so this little trick is doable with all but the tiniest penises - like your own. <span class="pink"><b>"I bet you make girls really happy."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Oh wow... oh..."</b></span> Your client's too lost to your graceful stroking of his cock to really answer. Seeing that he's enjoying himself, you go a bit slower than usual, really milking out as much pleasure as you can. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob1.gif" width=300 /> But soon enough you can feel his orgasm nearing. <span class="blue"><b>"Can I - can I - can I cum on your face?!"</b></span> You brush your hair from your face, and then redouble your stroking. <span class="pink"><b>"I was hoping you'd say that."</b></span> The next moment, he's spraying a sizable amount of cum onto your face. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob1cum.gif" width=300 /> You take it like a champ, letting him finish his orgasm before you start to wipe yourself off with a nearby towel. Your client hands you a wad of bills. <span class="blue"><b>"Will, umm, will one fifty cover it?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah,"</b></span> you say, eagerly grabbing the cash. <span class="pink"><b>"It will."</b></span> And then he's gone. After shoving all the bills down your bra, you head over to find <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> <<if $chastityquest eq 0>>[[Find Katie.->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift 3]]<<else>>[[Find Katie.->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]]<</if>> <<set $cauldronhandjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 150>>
After your shift, you find <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> in your usual dressing room, wiping off her make-up in her underwear. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie11.jpg" width=300 /> \ <<if $cauldronhandjobcount eq 1>><span class="katie"><b>"How'd the first shift go? Did you get a client?"</b></span> You drop onto a seat, exhausted and feeling a bit cheap. <span class="pink"><b>"It was... okay. I did good and got paid, but..."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> steps close. <span class="katie"><b>"But?"</b></span> Unbidden, tears well in your eyes. <span class="pink"><b>"He was fat and gross and he called me a slut."</b></span> The next moment, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> has her arms around you. <span class="katie"><b>"Fuck that gross fuck. You're just a girl working her way out of debt. Don't let that grease ball get you down. And besides, our work is legalized in all the most progressive countries."</b></span> You look up at her, sniffling. <span class="pink"><b>"It is?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah, it is. In like, Scandinavia, and other cool places."</b></span> Well, that makes you feel better. The Swedes generally know what they're doing. If Swedish women can give handjobs for cash, then so can you. <span class="katie"><b>"So, you still up for this?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well, my da-"</b></span> You stop yourself at the last moment. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah. I'm committed."</b></span> Once you clean up and get changed, you and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> part ways and you head home. [[Go home.->Your Bedroom]] <<elseif ($cauldronhandjobcount lte 3) or ($chastityquest eq 1)>> <span class="katie"><b>"How'd it go tonight?" Katie</b></span> asks, as you slump down into a chair. <span class="pink"><b>"I can't complain. Especially when the guys are cute."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"That's why I love working by the university. Campus guys are the best."</b></span> She gets behind you, and gives your shoulders a much needed massage. <span class="katie"><b>"I'm heading out - see you next time, hot shot."</b></span> You give her arm a quick kiss, then see her off. You head home shortly afterwards, yourself. [[Go home.->Your Bedroom]] <<else>><span class="katie"><b>"We've got a problem." Katie</b></span> says, the moment you close the door. <span class="pink"><b>"Problem?"</b></span> you ask. Immediately, a wave of fear hits you. It takes a lot to worry <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, but she looks worried now. <span class="katie"><b>"The boss. He wants to see you. He's upset."</b></span> You stare at her, wide-eyed. The boss of the Cauldron is a somewhat mysterious figure. Very few staff have actually met him. He mostly works with the managers, like <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> and <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Why... why is he upset? I'm doing everything he asked - make-up, nails, buttplug - everything!"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> looks uneasy. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katieconsidering.webp" width=500 /> \ <span class="katie"><b>"I sorta didn't tell him I'd give you a bracelet. He's been watching you during your handjobs - he's got a secret camera in basically every room, except for here."</b></span> She winces. <span class="katie"><b>"He noticed you've been getting hard during the act. He DOES NOT like the idea of some client realizing you were once a guy."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck."</b></span> You stare at her. <span class="pink"><b>"What do we do? What's the plan?"</b></span> In answer, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> starts getting dressed. <span class="katie"><b>"The plan is... we go and see the boss."</b></span> [[Go and meet your boss.->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <</if>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $money += 375>>
The Cauldron is nearly empty as you and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> take the stairs up to the second floor. It's kind of weird - almost spooky - to see the usually packed bar so quiet. <img src="Images/Cauldron/secondfloorempty.jpg" width=500 /> \ In the middle of the stairway to the third floor, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> comes to a stop. <span class="katie"><b>"Listen, there's something you need to know about the boss, before you meet him."</b></span> Already on edge, <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> anxiety has your heart racing in your chest. <span class="pink"><b>"What about him?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"The boss - Mr. Alex Nazarov - his family is a big deal over in Russia. They got real rich real fast following the collapse of the Soviet Union. They're mega powerful."</b></span> A shiver runs down your spine. <span class="pink"><b>"Like, they're big business men? Or in politics?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"They're mobsters, hot shot. The Nazarov crime family is big into gun smuggling, and who knows what else."</b></span> <img src="Images/Father/mobsters.jpg" width=500 /> \ She sighs. <span class="katie"><b>"Don't get your panties in a bunch. I just want you to know he's dangerous. <i>Don't</i> cross him. But <i>definitely don't</i> sign any contract he offers. Those contracts are bad news."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>The Nazarov crime family...</i></span> you think, as you follow <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> through the empty third floor towards <span class="boss"><b>Mr. Nazarov's</b></span> office. <span class="pink"><i>Wait... is that the mob that kidnapped my father?</i></span> [[You arrive at the office.->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift 5]]
You're a bit surprised, entering <span class="boss"><b>Mr. Nazarov's</b></span> office. It's completely different from the Cauldron's aesthetic. Instead, it has a warm, austere kind of grandeur to it, like the owner of the office would much rather be running a law firm than a sleazy university club. <img src="Images/Cauldron/office.jpg" width=500 /> \ Seated at the desk is a well-dressed man you haven't seen before. He has a cold, distant kind of stare, made more grisly by the scar running down one eye. Despite this, there's something handsome about his features. You have to guess he's none other than <span class="boss"><b>Alex Nazarov</b></span> himself. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.jpg" width=400 /> \ At his side are two bouncers. Well, they're <i>like</i> bouncers, only these two have pistols hanging from their belts. <span class="pink"><i>He's a mob boss,</i></span> you realize, your anxiety ratcheting up. <span class="pink"><i>And those thugs are his muscle.</i></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Katie." Nazarov</b></span> says plainly, with only a slight Russian accent. <span class="boss"><b>"What was tonight's take?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Thirty grand, but we're still counting. Could be thirty two."</b></span> If <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is as scared as you, she isn't showing it. There's not a hint of emotion on her face or in her tone. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> mutters something in Russian, obviously displeased. <span class="boss"><b>"And this must be..."</b></span> He fixes you with his gaze. <span class="boss"><b>"$femname."</b></span> Your throat is too constricted to utter a sound. Instead, you just give a tepid nod. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> stares at you a moment longer, then turns his monitor towards you and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. On it are pictures of you - as a busboy, in full-body uniforms, and in more revealing outfits. He even has a ten second clip of you being groped by that stranger, and of you making out with <span class="blue"><b>Henry</b></span>. <span class="boss"><b>"I have been watching you <i>very, very</i> closely, $femname. And still, after all this time, I am not sure what to do with you."</b></span> He points directly at your crotch. <span class="boss"><b>"On one hand, there is something intriguing - maybe even <i>profitable</i> about having a transwoman among my girls."</b></span> He traces the scar across his eye with a finger. <span class="boss"><b>"But on the other hand, a working girl waving her dick at my customers could be very bad for business."</b></span> His tone grows dark. <span class="boss"><b>"And I hate when my girls are bad for business. They don't remain my girls for long, then."</b></span> He points next at <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <span class="boss"><b>"But just when I meant to get rid of you, Katie gave me a solution."</b></span> [[Wait... what?->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift 6]]
Upon seeing the slight widening of shock in your eyes, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> lips flicker with a brief smile. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov2.gif" width=500 /> \ <span class="boss"><b>"Oh, she didn't tell you? I thought you were friends. Oh well."</b></span> You glance over at <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> and mouth, <span class="pink"><i>What the fuck?</i></span> Looking guilty as all hell, she mouths back, <span class="katie"><i>I didn't have a choice.</i></span> <span class="boss"><b>"My solution was direct, if uncreative. Katie's is more... intriguing. It has potential. Just like you have potential, $femname."</b></span> And then he sets a small, pink device upon his desk. <img src="Images/Clothes/chastitycage.jpg" width=250 /> \ <span class="pink"><b>"What... what is it?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"A chastity cage." Katie</b></span> whispers. <span class="boss"><b>"Yes, a device to nullify your penis, $femname. It will not get in the way of your work, or my profits, anymore."</b></span> He raises a shiny silver key up to the firelight. <span class="boss"><b>"I will unlock you, of course... when you prove your loyalty. And that might take some time. Now,"</b></span> He glances at <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <span class="boss"><b>"Should you put it on her, or should my men?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> steps up to the desk and takes hold of the chastity cage. As she does, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> gently brushes her hand. <span class="boss"><b>"Did I yet tell you how lovely you look tonight, Katie?"</b></span> Ignoring him, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> returns to you, clearly fighting to keep her composure. <span class="katie"><b>"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was worried you'd run."</b></span>. You're clever enough to realize that <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> has some kind of pull on <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. She's operating as his agent under some kind of duress. Sucking up some hidden well of courage, you hike up your skirt and pull down your panties. <span class="pink"><b>"I know. Now do it."</b></span> [[The cage clamps shut.->Plugged Waitress Handjob Shift 7]]
At <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> insistence, you give him and his goons a nice look at the cage now locked over your penis. <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastity1.gif" width=300 /> \ <span class="boss"><b>"Magnificent. How does it feel?"</b></span> It feels like a durable metal-and-plastic cage is clamping down on your cock. Thankfully your fear is keeping your package nice and shrunk down, but you can only imagine how much an erection will hurt. Or - if the cage is as effective as <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> thinks it is - it will completely prevent you from <i>getting</i> an erection, now. Until you break free of the cage, you're essentially impotent! <span class="pink"><b>"It's... tight."</b></span> you admit, lowering your skirt. <span class="boss"><b>"Yes. I purchased the smallest size possible."</b></span> He gestures at you and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <span class="boss"><b>"Why all the frowning? Now you can continue to work as one of my girls. Are you not happy?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Thank you, Mr. Nazarov." Katie</b></span> says, loudly. You imitate her. <span class="pink"><b>"Thank you, Mr. Nazarov."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Much better. Go, $femname. Get some rest."</b></span> Taking your chance to leave, you stride towards the door. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is just behind you, until <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> pulls her back. <span class="boss"><b>"Not you, Katie. We are not done."</b></span> You look back, somewhat mortified, but <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gestures for you to keep going, mouthing, <span class="katie"><i>Don't worry, I'm fine.</i></span> A minute later, you're standing outside the Cauldron. It's late, and the street is silent. <img src="Images/Cauldron/outsidecauldronnight.jpg" width=500 /> \ Your penis isn't hard, but it's kind of <i>throbbing</i> against your new cage, almost like its circulation is a bit restricted. You feel weak, being <i>dealt</i> with by <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> and <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> like a pawn on a chessboard. But then again, this could be huge. If <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> family has your father, you might be able to use <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> as a way to save him. Maybe. And in the mean time, you've been cleared to keep working as a waitress, so you should be able to keep your father alive long enough to rescue him. But for now, sleep beckons. [[Head home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $chastityquest = 1>> <<set $chastity = 1>> <<set $penis = 3>>
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has the three of you watch an 'ultra-velocity mindset enhancement video' while white noise blares into the room. You remember the start of the session, but then things get a bit blurry. <<set $sissyclassset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $sissyclasschoice = $sissyclassset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/University/sissyclass1.gif" width=300 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/University/sissyclass2.gif" width=300 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/University/sissyclass3.gif" width=400 /> \ <</if>>\ \ At the end of class, you wake from your trance only to find your flaccid girlcock is dripping precum, and your heart is racing.<span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> look similarly worked up. As class wraps up in the early evening, you receive your fifty dollar payment and then think about where to go next. [[Go home->Fem Class Rachel 2]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Fem Class Rachel 2]] [[Go to the gym->Fem Class Rachel 2]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Fem Class Rachel 2]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $femclass += 1>>
Once you head out of your Feminization Class, you decide to change it up a bit and walk down a different street than normal to get to your destination. Halfway there, you spot a familiar figure. <img src="Images/University/rachel3.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Isn't that Rachel?"</b></span> you mutter, eying the woman who's walking maybe fifty paces ahead of you. It <i>is</i> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span>. <img src="Images/University/rachel2.jpg" width=400 /> She looks like she's in a hurry. Almost like she's doing something she's not supposed to be doing. <span class="pink"><i>The teacher's pet, up to no good?</i></span> you think, curious. <span class="pink"><i>I've got to see what this is about.</i></span> [[Follow Rachel->Fem Class Rachel 3]] <<set $rachelstatus = 1>>
As the sun gets close to setting, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> comes to a stop by a parked car, and has a short conversation with the man inside. <img src="Images/University/rachel4.jpg" width=500 /> Then she gets into the car and the man drives off. You stand there, not exactly sure what just happened. Maybe she knows the guy. Still, it definitely seemed weird. About five minutes later, while you're still deciding how best to get home, the car returns. <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> hops out of the car, her hair a bit messy, counting a few crumpled bills. <span class="pink"><i>Wait... is Rachel a prostitute!?</i></span> Excited at the prospect of finding a flaw in your classmate's perfection, you jog over, pretending that you just spotted her. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey Rachel!"</b></span> you say, waving. For a moment, she looks a bit unnerved. Then her usual calm demeanor sets in. <span class="rachel"><b>"$femname. What are you doing out in this part of town?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I live near here."</b></span> You point at the car - it's driving off now, and is almost out of sight. <span class="pink"><b>"A friend of yours?"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> gives you a slightly annoyed, smug look. <img src="Images/University/rachel5.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="rachel"><b>"Are we really going to play this game? We both know he was a customer. A girl's got to pay for surgery somehow, right?"</b></span> You blink, startled at how upfront she's being. <span class="pink"><b>"I... don't know what you mean."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"Sure you don't."</b></span> she says, pushing by you and walking away. <span class="rachel"><b>"See you in class, little miss silver medal."</b></span> And then she's gone. You stand there, puzzled as to what just happened. <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> turning tricks, making extra money, and doesn't seem to give a damn who knows about it. You eventually shrug. <span class="pink"><i>Good for her</i></span>. But you can't help but wonder - what if you wandered around in the evening, in something tight and sexy? Would men give you cash to touch them? And would you do it? Maybe it's something you could try... if you're brave enough. [[Head home.->Your Bedroom]]
A small shelf filled with your many participation trophies. <<if $fem lte 6>><img src="Images/Home/trophyshelf.jpg" width=450 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/trophyshelf2.jpg" width=450 /><</if>> \ [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <<if $ach1 eq 0>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>1. Panty Raider</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>1. Panty Raider</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach1 eq 0>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Successfully steal your girlfriend's panties.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach1 eq 1) and ($ach1claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach1claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach2 eq 0>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>2. Whores Pinch, Ladies Use Rouge</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>2. Whores Pinch, Ladies Use Rouge</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach2 eq 0>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Put on your own make up before day 40.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach2 eq 1) and ($ach2claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach2claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach3 eq 0>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>3. Win Some, Lose Some</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>3. Win Some, Lose Some</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach3 eq 0>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Trade a pair of panties for a guy's underwear.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach3 eq 1) and ($ach3claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach3claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach4 eq 0>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>4. Who the Fuck is Tifa Lockheart?</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>4. Who the Fuck is Tifa Lockheart?</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach4 eq 0>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Win the cosplay bash as Sifa Clockheart.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach4 eq 1) and ($ach4claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach4claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach5 eq 0>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>5. Troublemaker</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>5. Troublemaker</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach5 eq 0>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Get Ms. Domina hot and bothered by misbehaving in class.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach5 eq 1) and ($ach5claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach5claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach6 eq 0>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>6. Shopaholic</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>6. Shopaholic</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach6 eq 0>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Buy at least six articles of feminine clothing at Fem World.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach6 eq 1) and ($ach6claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach6claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach7 eq 0>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>7. Playing the Field</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>7. Playing the Field</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach7 eq 0>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Gain at least one love point with every possible character.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach7 eq 1) and ($ach7claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach7claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach8 eq 0>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>8. Belle of the Ball</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>8. Belle of the Ball</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach8 eq 0>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Win both Todd's affection and his parents' approval at the charity ball.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach8 eq 1) and ($ach8claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach8claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach9 neq 1>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>9. Her Body, a Canvas</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>9. Her Body, a Canvas</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach9 neq 1>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Be decorated in at least five tattoos at once.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach9 eq 1) and ($ach9claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach9claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach10 neq 1>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>10. This is My Side Hustle</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>10. This is My Side Hustle</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach10 neq 1>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Become an established trans prostitute and get yourself a pimp.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach10 eq 1) and ($ach10claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach10claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach11 neq 1>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>11. Star Student</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>11. Star Student</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach11 neq 1>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Pass the written portion of your feminization class exam on your first try.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach11 eq 1) and ($ach11claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach11claim = 1]]<</if>> <<if $ach12 neq 1>><span class="olivier"><b><h3>12. But Wait - There's More!</h3></b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b><h3>12. But Wait - There's More!</h3></b></span><</if>> <<if $ach12 neq 1>><i>??????????</i><<else>><i>Ask Todd four questions in a row during your massage training class.</i><</if>> <<if ($ach12 eq 1) and ($ach12claim eq 0)>>[[Claim your prize->Achievements][$ach12claim = 1]]<</if>> [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <<if ($ach1claim eq 1) and ($ach1claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach1claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach2claim eq 1) and ($ach2claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach2claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach3claim eq 1) and ($ach3claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach3claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach4claim eq 1) and ($ach4claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach4claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach5claim eq 1) and ($ach5claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach5claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach6claim eq 1) and ($ach6claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach6claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach7claim eq 1) and ($ach7claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach7claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach8claim eq 1) and ($ach8claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - how much money is hidden behind here, anyway?"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach8claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach9claim eq 1) and ($ach9claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach9claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach10claim eq 1) and ($ach10claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach10claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach11claim eq 1) and ($ach11claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - wait... MORE money behind the trophy case? What's going on?"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach11claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>> <<if ($ach12claim eq 1) and ($ach12claimscript eq 0)>> <<script>> Dialog.setup("Prize Claimed!"); Dialog.wiki("While looking at your old trophy case, you find 200 dollars - sweet!"); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <<set $ach12claimscript = 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>>
<<set $ach1 = 0>> <<set $ach1claim = 0>> <<set $ach1script = 0>> <<set $ach1claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach2 = 0>> <<set $ach2claim = 0>> <<set $ach2script = 0>> <<set $ach2claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach3 = 0>> <<set $ach3claim = 0>> <<set $ach3script = 0>> <<set $ach3claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach4 = 0>> <<set $ach4claim = 0>> <<set $ach4script = 0>> <<set $ach4claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach5 = 0>> <<set $ach5claim = 0>> <<set $ach5script = 0>> <<set $ach5claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach6 = 0>> <<set $ach6claim = 0>> <<set $ach6script = 0>> <<set $ach6claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach7 = 0>> <<set $ach7claim = 0>> <<set $ach7script = 0>> <<set $ach7claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach8 = 0>> <<set $ach8claim = 0>> <<set $ach8script = 0>> <<set $ach8claimscript = 0>> <<set $consultskin = 0>> <<set $consultlips = 0>> <<set $consultface = 0>> <<set $consultass = 0>> <<set $consultbreasts = 0>> <<set $hint = ["Hint: Are you not sure where to go next? Check your notepad. Keeping up with your appointments will help in advancing the story!", "Hint: Did you buy something new? You should be able to access it in either your closet or your bathroom!", "Hint: Need to buy something? Check the stores located at your university campus!", "Hint: Check the mirror often! It will give you a good look at how you're changing, inside and out!", "Hint: If you head outside your apartment in sexy clothes in the evening or night, you might be mistaken for a prostitute! You wouldn't want that... would you?", "Hint: Your available pornography will change as you progress - be sure to check your computer every now and then!", "Hint: Want to avoid an early ending? Make as much money as possible!", , , , , , ]>>
You lie in bed, but struggle to sleep. <img src="Images/Dreams/cantsleep1.gif" width=400 /> It's the chastity cage. <<if $chastitycount eq 1>>The new device clamped onto your penis feels cold and strange, and you can't quite find a comfortable way to sleep. It's going to take you some time to get used to this.<<elseif $chastitycount eq 2>>You're still not used to it. It feels even worse than yesterday. Your balls feel heavy, and dirty thoughts keep slipping into your mind, but you can't <i>do</i> anything about them.<<else>>Like every night, your body aches with horniness. Every minute, blood rushes to your penis, only to be stopped by the cage. You toss and turn, occasionally groping at your cock, but you're barred from the sexual release you crave.<</if>> <<set $chastityset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ <<set $chastitychoice = $chastityset.pluck()>>\ <<if $chastitycount gte 2>> \ <<if $chastitychoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Dreams/chastity1.jpg" width=350 /> \ <<elseif $chastitychoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Dreams/chastity2.jpg" width=350 /> \ <<elseif $chastitychoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Dreams/chastity3.jpg" width=350 /> \ <<elseif $chastitychoice eq 4>> \ <img src="Images/Dreams/chastity4.jpg" width=350 /> \ <</if>><</if>> \ <<if $chastityquest eq 2>><span class="pink"><i>I can't take this any more! I should speak to <b>Ms. Domina</b> about how to sleep with this cage on my cock.</i></span><</if>> [[Eventually, the sun rises->Wake up]]
Now that you've learned to sexually satisfy yourself through anal pleasure alone, you find yourself sleeping much more soundly. <<set $chastitydreamset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $chastitydreamchoice = $chastitydreamset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $chastitydreamchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Dreams/chastitydream1.gif" width=400 /> You're standing at attention at the new school for effeminate boys. <b>"You'll be wearing this for the next four years."</b> the head mistress is saying, swatting at your caged cock. <b>"Well, not exactly this model. We'll make them smaller every three months. You see, your cock will shrink from low circulation until it's just a little boy-clit."</b> Giggling, she gives your balls a good tug to make sure everything's secure. <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastitydreamchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Dreams/chastitydream2.gif" width=400 /> <b>"Why didn't we do this earlier?"</b> Susan asks, drilling your loose boy pussy with a thick dildo. <b>"I love fucking your ass! Tell me how much you love it!"</b> But all you can do is weakly whimper, as your caged dick flops around and a massive anal orgasm gets closer and closer... <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastitydreamchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Dreams/chastitydream3.gif" width=400 /> Ashley presses the vibrator against your caged cock, driving you wild. Your hips buck and you twist against the restraints, lost in the intensity of the sensation. <b>"You see, $femname, this is how girls cum. Now show me how you cum when I stimulate your clitty."</b> At those words, a hot spray of semen flies out of your cock, landing on your legs. <</if>>\ \ [[Wake up]]
After a normal Feminization class - well, as normal as such a class can ever be - you walk down the hall to find a woman waiting for you. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie12.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"... Hey."</b></span> You say, after a moment's silence. She fidgets, unsure of herself. <span class="katie"><b>"You probably think I'm some kind of lying bitch. Or like, your worst enemy. And I bet you hate me, but-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I don't hate you."</b></span> At her surprised look, you add, <span class="pink"><b>"You're, like... one of my best friends."</b></span> The next moment, she's got her arms around you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiehug1.gif" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Thanks, $femname."</b></span> She's rarely sounded so sincere. Your heart surges. As quickly as it came, the hug is over. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gestures for you to follow her. <span class="katie"><b>"Come on, hot shot. It's time I came clean."</b></span> [[Follow Katie->Katie Lunch 4 2]] <<set $chastityquest = 2>>
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> leads you to an empty classroom, then locks the door. For a moment, she says nothing, leaving you to watch her pace, nervous. You decide to start. <span class="pink"><b>"So... Nazarov-"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"He helped my mom, when they were younger. Back in Russia. I owe him, basically. He saved her life."</b></span> You nod. You figured there was something like that. <span class="pink"><b>"So now you work for him?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> grimaces. <span class="katie"><b>"I help him find girls, yeah. Girls for the brothel side of the Cauldron. Basically I recruit pretty waitresses that are strapped for cash, ease them into the business."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Wait... <i>What?</i>"</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/waitwhat.gif" width=300 /> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> smiles without mirth. <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah, pretty fucked up, right?"</b></span> Both of you fall silent as a large group of students bustles through the hall. Soon they're gone. <span class="pink"><b>"What about me?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"You were a mistake. An accident, really. I've always had a thing for girly boys, and I thought it'd be fun to dress you up and see what happened. But then you got greedy-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"-Uh, no. You pushed me."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"You <i>wanted</i> to be pushed. I saw it in your eyes when I got you all made up. You <i>liked</i> being pretty. And you were fucking <i>good</i> at it. And then Nazarov found out, and wanted you dead."</b></span> Sweat gathers on your forehead - you can't forget, you're dealing with hardened criminals. <span class="pink"><b>"So how did death turn into chastity?"</b></span> [[Katie smirks.->Katie Lunch 4 3]]
You watch porn for a while, letting your mind go blank and soak in all the lewd, delicious sights and sounds of modern pornography. Soon your hand slips to your girl cock, and you start poking and prodding at the cage. <img src="Images/Computer/watching.gif" width=400 /> <<if $fem lte 5>>But it's impossible. Your cock feels engorged and sensitive, but it just pulses against the chastity cage. You can barely touch it at all, let alone get off like this! <img src="Images/Computer/chastityhorny.gif" width=300 /> Your penis drips, drips, drips delicious precum, and your balls feels heavy with seed. But there's nothing you can do. After licking up a fair deal of precum, you shut off your computer and drop on your bed feeling horny and irritable. [[I need to find a way out of this thing.->Your Bedroom]] <<else>>Your boy pussy clenches and gapes with each of your deep breaths. Your prostate, lodged about four inches into your anus, needs a good pounding. Licking your lips, you reach for your dildo. [[Receive pleasure like a woman.->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>>
<<if $chastity eq 1>> After lubing up your dildo with your own saliva, you press it against your waiting asshole. With a soft, satisfied moan, you let it slowly enter you, your boypussy eagerly accepting the the toy. <<set $dildochastityset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $dildochastitychoice = $dildochastityset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $dildochastitychoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/dildo3.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $dildochastitychoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/dildo6.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $dildochastitychoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/dildo7.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<else>>After lubing up your dildo with your own saliva, you press it against your waiting asshole. With a soft, satisfied moan, you let it slowly enter you, your boypussy eagerly accepting the the toy. <<set $dildoset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $dildochoice = $dildoset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $dildochoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Computer/dildo11.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $dildochoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/dildo12.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $dildochoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/dildo13.webp" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <</if>><<if $chastityquest gte 9>>You keep thrusting, moaning lewdly, until you feel your climax nearing. You're about to have an explosive sissygasm! [[Let it happen->Anal Climax]] <<else>>After a while, your pleasure plateaus. You aren't yet able to achieve a sissygasm, but you know you'll keep trying! <<if $chastity eq 1>><img src="Images/Computer/dildo10.gif" width=400 /><</if>> [[Ah, sweet relief!->Your Bedroom]] <</if>>
<span class="katie"><b>"I'm a hell of a negotatior," Katie</b></span> says, walking close and lifting your skirts. <img src="Images/Cauldron/showingchastity.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Nazarov's always had exotic tastes. I convinced him you weren't a liability. You were an investment. A whole new product line."</b></span> You don't like the way she's eyeing your caged cock, but you can't help but get a bit aroused, being so exposed. <span class="pink"><b>"Product line?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> nods. <span class="katie"><b>"Sissy waitresses. It's a whole new thrill - and if the $femname experiment works, this could be big. And we'll both live to see next year."</b></span> You see her twisted logic. As long as you keep charming clients - clitty and all - <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> will keep you alive. Which means you can keep your dad alive. It's all wrapped up together, and it all depends on how much dick you can take. <span class="pink"><i>Quite a bit,</i></span> you think, wincing as your small penis gets just bit hard and presses against the chastity cage. <img src="Images/Cauldron/drippingchastity.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So what now?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> finally drops your skirt and looks you in the eye. <span class="katie"><b>"Two things. First, at the Cauldron, everything stays normal. We keep doing what we're good at doing - making boys happy and earning top dollar."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Right. I can do that. What about the cage?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"You've got to wear it at work from now on - but Nazarov keeping the key? Totally out of line. So we're going to steal it and get you free."</b></span> [[Wait... what?->Katie Lunch 4 4]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Steal... from the mob?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives you a conspiratorial look. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiestare3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"I know a locksmith. We steal the key, we make a copy, we return the original. No one's the wiser, and you get your dick back."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Sounds dangerous."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Fuck yeah it's dangerous. But leave the planning to me - I'll find you on campus when I've got it all sorted."</b></span> She heads to the door, but pauses with her hand on the handle. <span class="katie"><b>"I really am sorry, hot shot, for roping you into my fucked up life."</b></span> You shrug, smiling. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey, I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't get some fucked up kind of pleasure from it."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"That makes two of us."</b></span> And then she's gone. <i>Seems like <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is going to form some kind of master plan to get me out of my cage. But for now, I've got to learn to live with it.</i> <<if $toy neq "nude">>As the thought crosses your mind, your boypussy clenches down on your buttplug, sending a wave of fullness and pleasure through your chest.<<else>>As the thought crosses your mind, your boypussy spasms twice in quick succession, feeling empty and sensitive.<</if>> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck I'm horny. But how can I get off without my cock?</i></span> [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>>
When you arrive at your Feminization Class, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is already waiting for you at the front of the class. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span>, of course, is sneering. <span class="teacher"><b>"$femname, I do not appreciate tardiness." Ms. Domina</b></span> warns, taking three steps towards you. <span class="teacher"><b>"And your make up isn't as perfect as usual. What's the meaning of this?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I... uhh..."</b></span> You had planned to speak to <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> privately after class... <span class="teacher"><b>"Out with it, $femname. Or maybe you'll be more talkative after a few disciplinary slaps?"</b></span> You blush. Your ass is still sore from the last one of <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> punishments. <img src="Images/University/slappedass.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I've got a bit of a situation..."</b></span> you mutter, <span class="pink"><b>"You know... down there."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Oooooh $femname has chlamydia! Join the club."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Becky - do us all a favor and go to the hospital after class. Now, <i>you</i>,"</b></span> She leans forward - on heels, she's quite a few inches taller than you. <span class="teacher"><b>"Let's see this... <i>situation.</i></b></span> [[Strip->Fem Class Chastity 2]] [[Ask for privacy->Fem Class Chastity 2][$slap = 1]] <<set $slap = 0>>
<<if $slap eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Could I maybe go somewhere private and-"</b></span> <i>SLAP!</i> <img src="Images/University/titslap.gif" width=300 /> In a moment, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> torn down your shirt and slapped your perky tits. You stand there, red with pain, shame, and arousal. <span class="teacher"><b>"When I tell you to do something. <i>Do it</i>."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yes, Mistress!"</b></span> <<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Yes, Mistress!"</b></span> you say without hesitation, knowing that your teacher demands complete obedience.<</if>> Averting your gaze from <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> lusty stare and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> smug satisfaction, you take off your clothes piece by piece until you're standing there, naked - but for your chastity cage. <img src="Images/University/chastity1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> doesn't say much of anything at first. Instead, she slowly walks around you, the click of her heels against the floor the only sound in the room. When at last she stops in front of you, her stare is intense and unreadable. At best, you can describe it as <i>hungry</i>. <span class="teacher"><b>"Where is the key?"</b></span> You swallow your saliva, embarassed. <span class="pink"><b>"I... I don't have it."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"You lost it?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"No, mistress. Someone's... ummm... holding it for me."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> clicks her tongue, spins to the rest of the class, and points at your caged cock. <span class="teacher"><b>"<i>This</i> is your competition, girls. It's time you stepped up before $femname leaves you in the dust."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> looks like she's swallowed a toad. <span class="rachel"><b>"Really?"</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Yes. Really. Time for a new lesson. Sit down, $femname."</b></span> But just as you mean to grab your panties, she shakes her head. <span class="teacher"><b>"Naked, $femname."</b></span> Shivering a bit from the air conditioning, you slink over to your seat and plop down naked, your pink chastity cage peeking out between your legs. [[Time for Ms. Domina's new lesson.->Fem Class Chastity 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">>
<span class="teacher"><b>"The penis is the primary male sexual organ." Ms. Domina</b></span> explains in a very manner-of-fact way. <span class="teacher"><b>"The vagina is the female equivalent, of which the clitoris is just one part."</b></span> The next moment, a <i>hefty</i> cock and a beautiful, glistening pussy are both on display, shining down from the class's oversized projector. <img src="Images/University/cockandpussy.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"But you are not male, and you do not have a penis. Like any other woman, you have a special kind of clitoris. Or, in common parlance, a clitty."</b></span> The slideshow shifts, now displaying two different penises - one thick and masculine, the other hairless and tiny. You know which one yours resembles. <img src="Images/University/cockandclitty.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Girls like you - differently-bodied as you are - have a very unique primary sexual organ. Your vagina <i>is</i> your boy pussy. Your clitoris <i>is</i> your clitty. Say that back to me. With feeling."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/manandtranswoman.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> chirps up first. <span class="rachel"><b>"My vagina is my boy pussy, and my clitoris is my clitty."</b></span> You and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> follow along just afterwards, not quite as spritely as the star student. <span class="teacher"><b>"Excellent. Now, clitties are not penises - they don't penetrate sexual partners. Ideally, they don't even get hard. For emerging women like you three, your clitty can be problematic. When you become aroused, you'll reach for it, as if it was an actual penis and you were an actual man. Until you break that habit, you will never be a woman."</b></span> [[Next slide->Fem Class Chastity 4]]
The next slide is of two girls like you - and one of them is locked in a chastity cage. <img src="Images/University/chastityexample.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"The latest research is unanimous. Chastity cages are the best tool to wean emerging girls like you three off of your clitties. The clitoris is a wonderful thing, but it's a privilege you haven't yet earned."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> pauses, reveling in the moment. <span class="teacher"><b>"We're jumping a bit in the cirriculum, but I think it's time. It's time you learned how to have a female orgasm."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"I'm going to teach you how to cum from your boypussy."</b></span> She moves to the next slide. You and your classmates watch, enthralled, as the woman in the video pushes a dildo deep into her ass, her limp clitty spurting out cum as she moans in pleasure. <img src="Images/University/sissygasm1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"The sissygasm is an elusive beast, but with diligence we will find it. During our next class, you <i>will</i> come prepared with a dildo and chastity cage of your choice. Becky, Rachel - you will give me your keys, which I will return once you've mastered the sissygasm. Do <i>not</i> come to class without a dildo."</b></span> Just as you think class is dismissed, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> cracks her riding crop against her desk. <span class="teacher"><b>"Just as important - do not use your dildo before you've received my instruction. You'll only hurt yourself. Be here <<if $day eq "Friday">>on Monday,<<else>>tomorrow morning,<</if>> with a dildo and a cage. Do not disappoint me."</b></span> And then you're allowed to leave. After getting dressed, you wonder where to go next. <span class="pink"><i>I'm pretty sure they sell dildos at Fem World.</i></span> [[Go to Fem World->Fem World]] [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $chastityquest = 3>>
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> soon arrives, pulling off her robe and revealing her slutty new outfit. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Dildos out, girls. We have a lot to cover, today."</b></span> You feel more than a little bit embarassed about whipping out a sex toy in the middle of class, but <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> seem to have no such concerns. <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> brought a normal - if large - white cock without balls. <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> brought something even larger, vaguely phallic, but certainly not realistic. <span class="teacher"><b>"Yes... interesting." Ms. Domina</b></span> says, eying each of your dildos in turn. <span class="teacher"><b>"A dildo says but much about the woman who uses it."</b></span> She picks up <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> first. <span class="teacher"><b>"Charisma, and positive energy."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/holdingdildo.jpg" width=400 /> At <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> she says, <span class="teacher"><b>"Ah, the horsecock dildo. I sense confidence. Maybe overconfidence."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/holdingdildo2.jpg" width=250 /> At yours, she smiles. <span class="teacher"><b>"A six inch pink dildo? That spells creativity and modesty. Not poor traits for a woman-in-training."</b></span> You can't help but feel a little proud at the compliment. <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> glare is just icing on the cake. <span class="teacher"><b>"I'm actually impressed. All are silicone. All are flared. You did your homework."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Now, let's see those cages."</b></span> [[Chastity check->Fem Class Chastity Dildo 2]]
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <span class="becky"><b>"Hey, $femname," Becky</b></span> says, waving a rubbery black dildo in your face.<span class="becky"><b>"Where's your toy?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"My what?"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> eyes light up. <span class="rachel"><b>"Of course you forgot."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Forgot? Oh... oh shit."</b></span> And just then, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> arrives. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="rachel"><b>"Mistress - I think $femname forgot something."</b></span> Your heart sinks. <span class="pink"><b>"You're such a bitch."</b></span> you whisper to <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span>. <span class="rachel"><b>"I love you too."</b></span> she says with a wink. Then <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is leaning over your desk. <span class="teacher"><b>"No dildo? Really, $femname?"</b></span> You fidgit with your hands. <span class="pink"><b>"I forgot."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> face turns an ugly shade of red. <span class="teacher"><b>"The lack of respect..."</b></span> She composes herself. <span class="teacher"><b>"Get naked. Now. Right now."</b></span> Wincing at what's to come, you strip. <img src="Images/University/strip1.gif" width=300 /> First, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> gets her hands between your legs and starts to roughly rug at your balls and your caged clitty. <img src="Images/University/chastityplay.gif" width=300 /> Your balls are so full of semen from being orgasm-free for days, they feel swollen and incredibly sensitive. It isn't long before you're tearing up. The trouble is, the rough play is kind of... <span class="pink"><i>exciting</i></span>. You feel a few beads of precum dribble out onto <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> hand, She stops her punishment and raises her fingers to her nose. <span class="teacher"><b>"You <i>enjoy</i> this?"</b></span> Red with embarassment, you nod your head. Judging by the way <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> other hand drifts towards her crotch, she does, too. <img src="Images/University/rubbingpanties.gif" width=300 /> For a moment, her eyes light up as some wicked idea crosses her mind. Then she shakes her head and points at your clothes. <span class="teacher"><b>"Get dressed and get out. You had <i>better</i> bring a dildo next time."</b></span> After getting dressed, you wonder where to go next. <span class="pink"><i>I should probably buy a dildo at Fem World. Then again, <b>Ms. Domina</b> seemed to really like punishing me. What if I came back empty-handed again? She might do something really wild...</i></span> [[Go to Fem World->Fem World]] [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $badstudent = 1>>
You head to your Feminization Class, already dripping precum from your caged clitty. You've returned without a dildo, against <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> express wishes. You're in for a serious punishment, now. When you arrive in class, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is at the front of the class, staring at you expectantly. <span class="teacher"><b>"Where's your toy?"</b></span> she asks, her anger already building. You blush, your boypussy clenching<<if $toy neq "nude">> against your buttplug<</if>>. <span class="pink"><b>"I guess I forgot again."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> gasps. <span class="teacher"><b>"I see." Ms. Domina</b></span> glances over to her two other students. <span class="teacher"><b>"Get out, both of you. $femname needs a private lesson in... <i>discipline</i>."</b></span> Though they clearly want to stay, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> don't dare to tempt their professor's ire. In a moment, they're gone, leaving you and your teacher. <span class="teacher"><b>"Take off your panties."</b></span> she commands. As she speaks, she takes off her own clothes. <span class="teacher"><b>"And show me your bottom."</b></span> Terrified and aroused, you do as she says. You can't but notice that her hairy cunt is thoroughly soaked, as she starts to rub it. <img src="Images/University/hairycunt1.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Were you hoping I'd disobey?"</b></span> Instead of answering, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> gets close and grabs you by the neck. <span class="teacher"><b>"Not another word. Now bend over."</b></span> After catching your breath, you do exactly that. <img src="Images/University/bentover.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> punishment begins the very next moment. She slaps your exposed bottom. <i>Hard</i>. She follows it up with another, and then another. Though you try to stay quiet, she forces a yelp through your lips with each slap against your ass. <img src="Images/University/spanking1.gif" width=300 /> Eventually <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> pulls back her hand, and you're given a moment's respite. <span class="teacher"><b>"Kneel."</b></span> she commands. You kneel, tears streaming down your face, your girly penis soaked in precum. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> stands just in front of you, the evidence of her arousal dripping from her cunt. <span class="teacher"><b>"Now show me how sorry you are."</b></span> She thrusts your head between your legs. Lost in lust, you greedily lick up all the juices from <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> pubic hair. Her scent is strong and feminine - you find it intoxicating and incredibly arousing. Soon her juices are coating your teeth and tongue and throat, and dripping from your lips. Only then do you dive in for the main course. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> pussy has large, beautiful lips, and the size of her vagina suggests she's had children. You lose your tongue in folds, licking every inch of her not with wild glee, but with a servile determination to give her as much pleasure as possible. <img src="Images/University/hairycunt2.gif" width=300 /> As you tongue-fuck her pussy with devotion, your nose continuously presses against her clit. Soon you feel her thighs tightened against your neck. You know what's coming - but you don't speed up or slow down. You just keep going, exactly how she likes it. More. More. <i>More-</i> <span class="teacher"><b><i>"FUUUUUuuuuuuuuck..."</i> Ms. Domina</b></span> moans, her orgasm hitting her like a bolt of lightning. Her thighs and pussy contract in tandem, crushing you with each successive wave of pleasure. You give her cunt long, vertical licks as she rides out her orgasm, not too much to make her squirm, but enough to elongate the experience. <img src="Images/University/hairycunt3.gif" width=300 /> After a minute or so, she throws you onto the floor and stumbles against her desk. <span class="teacher"><b>"Okay..."</b></span> she says, catching her breath. <span class="teacher"><b>"You're forgiven... barely..."</b></span> Your neck and tongue feel sore from their workout. Instead of speaking, you give her a self-effacing smile. <span class="teacher"><b>"That was surprisingly proficient. Well done, $femname."</b></span> Her stare hardens. <span class="teacher"><b>"But if you come to my class without a dildo again, I <i>will</i> have you expelled."</b></span> Once her clothes are on, she leaves. Even after she's gone, the room stinks of her sweaty cunt and girlcum. After getting dressed, you wonder where to go next. <span class="pink"><i>That was fucking wild, but I don't want to get expelled. I need to go to Fem World and buy a dildo.</i></span> [[Go to Fem World->Fem World]] [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $badstudent = 2>> <<set $ach5 = 1>>
You nearly enter your Feminization class before remembering that you <i>still</i> haven't bought a dildo. <span class="pink"><b>"I don't want to get expelled. Until I have a toy, I can't go to my Feminization class."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I should probably head to Fem World right now. Or I could skip class and go buy a dildo some other day."</b></span> [[Head to Fem World->Fem World]] [[Skip class->Your Bedroom][$time = "Evening"]]
Even though you've already shown your chastity cage to the class, you decide it's important to go through this in comradery with your classmates. As <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> strip, you raise your skirt to reveal your plastic prison. <img src="Images/University/showingchastity.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> goes next, pulling up her own skirt to reveal a cage much like your own. <img src="Images/University/becky4.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="becky"><b>"L.O.L - same cage!"</b></span> she says, wiggling her hips to make her tiny penis shake. <span class="becky"><b>"We're, like, sissy sisters."</b></span> You give her a slightly embarassed smile. <span class="pink"><b>"Uh - I guess so."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> takes off all her clothes, her back to the rest of the class. When she turns around, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> gasps. She's wearing a <i>tiny</i> chastity cage. You have no idea how she's shrunk down her cock to such a state to make a cage like that possible to wear. <img src="Images/University/rachel6.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"My oh my, Rachel. Consider me impressed."</b></span> says <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>, gazing at the golden cage with interest. <span class="teacher"><b>"You've turned your penis into a pseudo-clitoris."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"Just following your instructions, Mistress." Rachel</b></span> says with a smug smile. <span class="pink"><i>Teacher's pet.</i></span> you think, nearly gagging. <span class="teacher"><b>"Now, hand me your keys and let's begin today's lesson."</b></span> [[The lesson begins->Fem Class Chastity Dildo 3]]
<span class="teacher"><b>"Before you can even begin to find your sissygasm, you need to learn the basics. Cleanliness, and safety."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> flips to a slide of a cute, gaping boypussy. <img src="Images/University/boypussy.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"This is an experienced asshole. Look at the smooth, natural gape. Look at the healthy pink of the tissue. Clean, well lubricated - designed to receive penises in the same manner as a cis woman's vagina, and made for pleasure - both for the giver and receiver."</b></span> Your own asshole clenches down, as you stare at the image. Beside you, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> takes copious notes. <span class="teacher"><b>"But getting your anus to this state takes hard work. Uncleaned, you and your partner are in for a bad time. Unlubricated, you will experience some terrible pain. To be clean and safe, girls like you must rely on two things - enemas and lubrication. We'll start with enemas."</b></span> The slide changes to a woman's asshole, gushing with water. <img src="Images/University/enema.gif" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"All three of you will be leaving today's class with a state-of-the-art enema kit, and you <i>will</i> begin every day going forwards by giving yourself a thorough enema. From now on, your boypussies will be sparkling clean at every moment. Understood?"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"Yes, mistress!" Rachel</b></span> says, with you and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> following suit with a bit less enthusiasm. <span class="pink"><i>An enema every single morning? Being a woman is hard work.</i></span> Between shaving, make-up, and styling your hair, you find yourself spending more and more time every day just keeping yourself beautiful. Grooming is a lovely, almost meditative errand, but you have to admit that it's quite the time sink! After handing out the enema kits, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> takes the time to explain their proper use. After a long hour of video, instruction, and a practical exam involving taking the kit apart and putting it back together again, you move on to the next part of the lesson. [[Lubrication->Fem Class Chastity Dildo 4]]
<span class="teacher"><b>"Your rectum will not lubricate itself - at least, not in the quantities to ensure safe, pleasurable sex or masturbation."</b></span>. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> flips through a few slides of the many different kinds of lubricant and their various pros and cons. Eventually, she shuts off the slide show. <span class="teacher"><b>"The truth is, the best lubricant for girls like you can't be bought. It can only be made."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit, she's talking about cum.</i></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Of course, I'm talking about saliva."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Oh. Right.</i></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> walks across the desks, adjusting each dildo so that it is upright. <span class="teacher"><b>"I don't mean the spit that sits in your mouth. I mean the saliva that coats your throat. It's a much thicker kind, and there's <i>a lot</i> of it hiding back there. That deep saliva is a fantastic, natural lubricant."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> turns on the projector, and shows a new video. <img src="Images/University/sloppybj.gif" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"You're going to need to force your dildos deep into your throat to bring up that thick, ropey saliva you'll need for lubricant. For the rest of today, we're going to practice what I like to call 'natural oral lubricant production."</b></span> She takes a seat at her desk, pleased with herself. <span class="teacher"><b>"Go on - let's see what you can do."</b></span> [[Time to suck on a dildo->Fem Class Chastity Dildo 5]]
Luckily, you've given head to a dildo before - thanks, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>! You get started sucking on the dildo's head. Remembering your lessons with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, you start slow and sensual, pretending the dildo is a real cock, and giving it the best time possible. <img src="Images/University/dildosuck.webp" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Come now, $femname. If it doesn't go down your throat, you'll never generate sufficient lubricant."</b></span> Her riding crop cracks just above your head. <span class="teacher"><b>"if you're not choking, you're not trying!"</b></span> Meanwhile, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> is struggling to fit her large, horse-like dildo past her lips. <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> sees the difficulties she's having, and decides to take initiative. <span class="becky"><b>"It's not too hard, sis! You've just got to, like, let go. Here, I'll show you."</b></span> And before <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> can protest, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> <i>somehow</i> fits the whole thing down her throat! <img src="Images/University/beckydildosuck.webp" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Impressive, Becky! Now show us the result."</b></span> Seeming to understand what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> wants, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> gags on the dildo, pulls it out of her mouth, and lets her saliva spill from her lips. <img src="Images/University/drool.gif" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> sighs. <span class="teacher"><b>"Not nearly enough for anal masturbation. We'll get there. Class is dismissed."</b></span> As you get dressed and pack up your things, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> reminds you and your classmates that there will be <i>no</i> anal masturbation at home until she says so. For now, all three of you are stuck in chastity with no way of dealing with your urges. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $chastityquest = 4>>
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> soon arrives, pulling off her robe and revealing her slutty outfit. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Dildos out, girls. We have a lot to cover, today."</b></span> <<if $dildoclasscount eq 0>>Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> teaches you, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> about the different kind of positions a girl can take when anally masturbating. There's one particular position she has all three of you practice, nude. You feel very vulnerable and aroused, stretching your legs apart and exposing your boypussy to your class. <img src="Images/University/chastity2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"As you can see," Ms. Domina</b></span> explains, <span class="teacher"><b>"Your asshole is exposed and easily within reach. This is a comfortable position from which to push a dildo repeatedly against your prostate. Let's stay in this position for thirty minutes, to get our muscles used to it."</b></span> At the end of class, you're feeling sore - but flexible! <<elseif $dildoclasscount eq 1>>Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has the three of you stretch out your boypussies a bit through some light fingering. <img src="Images/University/fingering1.gif" width=400 /> Your nervousness at fingering yourself in front of people quickly fades as your asshole warms up to your lubed up fingers. Soon, the classroom is filled with the soft moans of you and your classmates, each knuckle-deep in your sensitive boypussies. Unfortunately, just as your breathing picks up, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> ends the lesson. It seems she doesn't want you to cum until you cum from a dildo ramming your boypussy. Fair enough. <<elseif $dildoclasscount eq 2>>Today, after a good deal of dildo sucking and boypussy stretching, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> announces that the time has come. <span class="teacher"><b>"I can teach you nothing more until you experience the sensation of a phallus penetrating you."</b></span> She stands before the class filled with pride, and maybe a touch of envy. <span class="teacher"><b>"To receive a penis, to feel it's warmth inside of you... it's a beautiful, natural phenomenon. This is an intensely personal event, so I task the three of you to go home, and put what I've taught you to heart."</b></span> She points to the door. <span class="teacher"><b>"Go, all of you. Straight to your homes. Take a shower, put on some music, take some deep breaths, and pleasure yourself without touching your clitty. You likely won't orgasm. All the same, work at it until your limbs and your asshole are sore from the effort. This should help simmer down your urges, even without a sissygasm."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> both look equally nervous and excited. When they meet your eye, they wave, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> mouthing 'good luck!' <img src="Images/University/beckyandrachel1.jpg" width=400 /> It's time to take a dildo up your ass. [[Head Home->Fem Class Chastity Dildo 7]]<</if>> \ <<if $dildoclasscount lte 1>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $dildoclasscount += 1>> <</if>>
The whole walk home, you're distinctly aware of the dildo bouncing around your backpack. That dildo is going to go up your asshole today. The thought sends a shiver down your spine. Before long you're home. Your bedroom is quiet and peaceful. <img src="Images/Home/smallbedroom.jpg" width=600 /> The first thing you do is hit the shower <<if $arms lte 2>>and shave your body. You want to make sure you're clean, smooth, and pretty for today's big event. <img src="Images/Home/shavelegs.gif" width=500 /><<else>>and give your surgically enhanced skin a nice massage. Permanently smooth and sensitive, you can help but moan softly as your caress your body. <img src="Images/Home/shower5.gif" width=500 /><</if>> After applying a fair deal of moisturizer, you return your backpack and pull out your dildo. <img src="Images/Clothes/pink dildo.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Maybe I should have bought a smaller one..."</b></span> you mumble, looking at the silicone toy. It's <i>much</i> bigger than a few fingers. It's even wider than your buttplug. You're definitely going to feel this. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck... no backing out now."</b></span> Besides, you're too horny to put the toy away. Your balls feel swollen and heavy, and your cocklet is straining against its cage. You <i>need</i> release, and there's only one way to get it. [[Get in position->Fem Class Chastity Dildo 8]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
You start by getting into a comfortable position. Lying on your bed, a pillow propping you up as you lay on your side, with easy access to your asshole. <img src="Images/Computer/dildo1.jpg" width=400 /> The first thing you need is some natural lubricant. Taking your dildo in both hands, you set it against your lips. The warm silicone pressed against your mouth sends waves of anticipation and excitement through your lips. Already, your heart is racing. After a single drawn-out moment, you slide the dildo past your lips and start to fuck your throat. Keeping a tight hold of your own neck, you make sure the toy goes deep. You start gagging on the dildo, and thick, ropey saliva soon covers the toy. <img src="Images/Computer/dildo2.gif" width=400 /> It feels all kinds of naughty, choking on a pink cock, its fake balls repeatedly hitting your chin. Already, a bit of precum dribbles out of your clitty and past your chastity cage. Once the toy is sufficiently lubed up, you know what has to come next. After taking a few tempered breaths to calm your heartbeat, you set the head of the dildo against your asshole. It feels so <i>big</i>, pressed against your hole. Glancing back at your mirror, you admire the image of a fake cock, ready and waiting to enter you. [[Push->Fem Class Chastity Dildo 9]]
You place just a bit of pressure on your asshole. At the same time, you take a deep breath and relax your anal muscles. And then it happens. The toy slips in. You gasp at instant feeling of <i>fullness</i> and pleasure on your anal walls. But then you keep pushing, and pushing, and pushing. A low moan escapes your lips as the toy just <i>goes</i> deeper and deeper inside your boypussy. <img src="Images/Computer/dildo5.gif" width=500 /> At last, the toy's base pushes against your ass. You took the whole thing inside! You let it stay there, for a time, just trying to make sense of the sensation. Your ass feels... <span class="pink"><i>nice</i></span>. Full. Satisfied. There's definitely some pressure on your prostate, and your clitty is hard against its cage. This is nice. But what if you moved it? What if you starting moving it back and forth, out of your ass and then back inside? <span class="pink"><i>I need to fuck myself. Now.</i></span> Filled with a sudden urge, you start thrusting the dildo into and out of your ass at a rapid pace. Unable to help yourself, girly moans and gasps fill your bedroom, along with the <i>slurping</i> sound of your boypussy taking in the lubed-up toy. <img src="Images/Computer/dildo4.gif" width=400 /> Pleasure radiates from your asshole to the rest of your body. It's a warmth you can feel inside every limb. While pleasure from your cock - back when you actually used it - stayed very much in your penis, this pleasure is a whole-of-body experience. Your right hand gets tired, so you switch to your left, reveling in the <i>thump</i> of warmth the erupts from your core each time the toy hits your prostate. <img src="Images/Computer/dildo8.gif" width=400 /> [[Keep going->Fem Class Chastity 10]]
Eventually, you seem to hit a plateau of pleasure. It still feels fantastic to get fucked by your dildo, but you can tell you're not going to orgasm. There's just a hill, some kind of ledge you can't quite get over. With a long, satisfied sigh, you let the dildo plop out of your boypussy, which feels weak from all the abuse. Try as you might, you can't get it to close - for the next hour or so, it's going to stay gaped and dripping with your own saliva. <img src="Images/Computer/dildo9.jpg" width=400 /> In fact, it's not just your ass that's feeling weak. Like <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> promised, your whole body is exhausted. Getting fucked by a dildo is a bit of a workout, afterall. It might even be your favorite kind of workout. After cleaning everything up and putting the dildo away, you drop on your bed, spent. It's then that you realize <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> was right about another thing - you're no longer quite as aroused as before. Even though you didn't orgasm, all that anal play relieved some of your pent-up sexual energy. For now, at least. You have a feeling you'll be playing with your dildo <i>a lot</i> from now on. <i><b>Your <span class="pink">Femininity</span> level has increased! You can now masturbate with a dildo!</b></i> [[Return->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $chastityquest = 5>> <<set $fem = 6>>
<<if $chastity eq 1>>The first wave hits you like a freight train. You gasp, overwhelmed, as you asshole contracts against your dildo and a wave of convulsions take your limbs. Lost in pleasure, you vaguely feel a steady stream of cum pour out of your chastity cage. <img src="Images/Computer/dildocum2.gif" width=400 /> <<else>>The first wave hits you like a freight train. You gasp, overwhelmed, as you asshole contracts against your dildo and a wave of convulsions take your limbs. Lost in pleasure, you vaguely feel a steady stream of cum leak out of your clitty. <img src="Images/Computer/dildocum1.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> The orgasm is both more intense and longer lasting than a regular male climax. You let wave after wave of pleasure course through you, keeping a steady pace to the thrusts of your dildo into your abused boypussy. Eventually, the orgasm ends, but you still feel dazed from the sheer force of it. After closing your computer, you wipe off the mess with a tissue, then get back to the real world. [[Ah, sweet relief! ->Your Bedroom]]
Just as you're about to head into your Feminization Class, a hand grasps you by the shoulder. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie12.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"I've figured it out."</b></span> she says, with a conspiratorial look. You look around to make sure no one's within earshot. <span class="pink"><b>"Figured what out?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"How to get you out of your cage. Come on."</b></span> And with that, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> heads to the girls' washroom. With a sigh, you follow along at her heels. [[Into the washroom!->Katie Lunch 5 2]]
The washroom is empty, so like usual you and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> take adjacent stalls. Without thinking twice about it, you hike up your skirts, shimmy your panties down to your heels, and then daintily sit on the toilet seat. Now that you're in chastity, you can only pee sitting down. <img src="Images/University/ontoilet3.jpg" width=400 /> The next moment, the washroom is filled with the gentle sound of two women peeing. <span class="katie"><b>"You're going to earn your red bracelet." Katie</b></span> says as she pees. <span class="katie"><b>"Nazarov makes all the girls prove to him personally that they deserve it. That'll get you into his office."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And what will I need to do?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Blow him. The red bracelet's the blowjob bracelet. You blow him, he waddles off to his private washroom to wipe himself down - he's weird about cleanliness - and you've got your chance. You'll be alone in his office. Plenty of time to swipe the key." </b></span> It seems like a reasonable enough plan. The one issue, of course, is having to give head to a crime lord - maybe the very same guy who has your father imprisoned in Russia. <span class="pink"><b>"So that's it - blow Nazarov and take the key?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> laughs. <span class="katie"><b>"Well I was expecting a bit of resistance, but yeah. There <i>are</i> two issues, though."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I should have guessed.</i></span> [[Learn about the issues->Katie Lunch 5 3]]
<span class="katie"><b>"First issue - Nazarov will freak if I send a girl who isn't ready. He has a 'no gag reflex,' policy. So before you take your shot with him, you need to get some practice. Gobble up some big cock, beat that reflex into submission."</b></span> You bite your lip. As if you needed an excuse to shove <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> big, meaty rod down your throat. You recall the shape of it, the size, from when you went to his house in the rain. <span class="pink"><i>Mmm...</i></span> <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock1.gif" width=350 /> <<if $susancuck eq 1>>And <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> might be able to hook you up with a big black cock to practice on. It's not fair that she gets all the fun.<<else>>And <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> always given great head. Maybe she could give you some tips?<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Okay, no gag reflex. What's the second problem?"</b></span> You can hear <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> pull at her toilet paper roll. <span class="katie"><b>"The cupboard is locked by a four digit access code. Lucky for us, Carlos sometimes moves laundered money from the club into Nazarov's office, so he knows the code. You know Carlos?"</b></span> You know <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> - he's the cute latino guy that manages the bus boys - and bus girls - at the Cauldron. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlos1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, I know him."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Well it's time you got to know him a lot better. Work as a bus girl, get your flirt game on, and get him to give up the code."</b></span> She makes it sound like some kind of seductive secret agent, using your feminine charms to steal state secrets from powerful men. In truth, it all sounds a little sleazy. The trouble is, sleazy is <i>sexy</i>. Sucking <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos'</b></span> cock for a password should gross you out, but it just serves to turn you on. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I'm becoming more and more slutty each and every day...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Lose my gag reflex, get the code from Carlos. I can do that."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> flushes her toilet, so you do the same. <span class="katie"><b>"Perfect. Now, there's just one more thing..."</b></span> [[There always is.->Katie Lunch 5 4]]
<span class="katie"><b>"Nazarov likes his girls with a little extra. A little, um, <i>plastic</i> perfection."</b></span> She laughs. <span class="katie"><b>"Getting out of this might mean winning Nazarov over, you know, getting him to want you. I'm just saying, if you came to the blowjob audition with big, dick sucking lips, I know he'd appreciate it. Think on it, hot shot."</b></span> <i>Plastic surgery?</i> You'd never considered it before. Your mom always says that those surgeries are for bimbos and sluts. Besides, you were a guy, back then. <span class="pink"><i>But now I'm not. Maybe big, sexy lips would be nice?</i></span> You give your lips a small bite, considering <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> proposal. <img src="Images/University/lipbite.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>Maybe I should head to the hospital?</i></span> You wonder, as <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> leaves the washroom. You mean to leave the washroom right after her, but something pulls you back. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot something on the stall wall. Turning, you see it more clearly. <span class="pink"><b>"No fucking way."</b></span> [[Investigate->Katie Lunch 5 5]]
It's a glory hole. Someone's gone and dug through the thin drywall between the boys' and girls' washrooms. The hole is just about cock-sized. And there's someone on the other side. Curiosity getting the better of you, you lean in close. There is <i>definitely</i> a guy on the other side. He isn't using the toilet. He's just... standing. Breathing. The hole's too small to see anything distinctly. <span class="pink"><b>"Hello?"</b></span> you ask - right at the same moment that a cock pops out of the glory hole! <img src="Images/University/gloryhole2.gif" width=500 /> Before you know what's happened, the cock presses against your lips. The smell is intoxicating. The taste - a bit salty, a bit sweaty, very masculine - sets your heart racing. You jump back, realizing what just happened. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey! What the hell?"</b></span> The cock just sits there, fully erect. <span class="blue"><b>"Uh..."</b></span> the guy says from the other side of the wall. <span class="blue"><b>"Aren't you going to suck it?"</b></span> A small part of you wants nothing more than that - but you're not some glory hole slut. <span class="pink"><b>"I don't even know you, stranger. You can't just assume I'd do that."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"But you're in the slut stall."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Slut stall?</i></span> You glance around the stall. Sure enough, there's some crude grafitti depicting a woman giving a blowjob. The words <b>SLUTS ONLY</b> are written in big letters right above your head. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Look, I've got class in five minutes. Are you a cock slut, or what?""</b></span> <<if $gloryholeslut lte 1>>[[This is beneath you. Leave.->Katie Lunch 5 6 No]]<<else>><span class="grey">This is beneath you. Leave.</span><</if>> [[Ask for twenty dollars first.->Katie Lunch 5 6 Yes]] <<set $chastityquest = 6>> <<set $time = "Evening">>
You nearly leap on the cock, but at the last moment, you're able to resist and slip out of the stall door. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm not a slut."</b></span> you mutter, adjusting your makeup before heading out of the washroom. <img src="Images/University/makeupfix.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I mean, I've done some slutty things to save my father, but a girl's got to have limits."</b></span> Feeling a little proud of yourself, you head out and wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Twenty dollars,"</b></span> you mumble weakly, lowering yourself to your knees and brushing your nose against the meaty cock. You try to ignore the pain of your clitty pushing against your chastity cage. <span class="blue"><b>"Ten."</b></span> the stranger says. He can feel your lips just barely grazing the head of his penis. He knows he has you. <span class="blue"><b>"Ten dollars - if you're good."</b></span> Ten dollars it is! Shamefully, you realize you'd suck his cock for free. you let go of restraint and let your tongue taste this stranger's dick. <img src="Images/University/gloryhole3.gif" width=400 /> It tastes perfect, and before you know it, you're sucking the cock with abandon. The man in the stall seems to enjoy your enthusiasm. <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah, I knew you were a slut the moment you kissed my cock. This is all girls like you are good for - sucking dick."</b></span> His insults just make you hornier. You mouth - and mind - is filled with cock and you fall into a lust-filled trance. It seems all too soon that the first load of delicious, salty cum shoots down your throat. <img src="Images/University/gloryhole4.gif" width=400 /> After you clean up all the stranger's semen, he slides a crumpled ten dollar bill through the glory hole. You take it with pleasure, and stuff it down your bra. <span class="blue"><b>"That was awesome."</b></span> the stranger says. <span class="blue"><b>"It's been too long since we've had a glory hole slut. Tell me, slut, what day of the week can customers expect you in the stall? I'll write it all over the men's washroom so you always have a cock to suck."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wait - is he turning me into the school's official toilet whore?</i></span> You can already imagine the lewd advertisements scribbled in hallways and bathroom stalls across the school: <i>Come to washroom 205 on Tuesdays to get your dick sucked for ten dollars!</i> <span class="pink"><i>Is this what I want?</i></span> <<set $gloryholeslut += 1>> \ <<if $gloryholeslut lte 2>>[[This isn't for you. Refuse the offer.->Katie Lunch 5 7 No]]<<else>><span class="grey"><i>This isn't for you. Refuse the offer.</i></span><</if>> [[Become a glory hole whore every Monday->Katie Lunch 5 7 Yes][$gloryholeday = "Monday"]] [[Become a glory hole whore every Tuesday->Katie Lunch 5 7 Yes][$gloryholeday = "Tuesday"]] [[Become a glory hole whore every Wednesday->Katie Lunch 5 7 Yes][$gloryholeday = "Wednesday"]] [[Become a glory hole whore every Thursday->Katie Lunch 5 7 Yes][$gloryholeday = "Thursday"]] [[Become a glory hole whore every Friday->Katie Lunch 5 7 Yes][$gloryholeday = "Friday"]] <<set $money += 10>>
You nearly agree to become your school's glory hole slut, but at the last moment, you're able to resist and slip out of the stall door. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm not a glory hole whore."</b></span> you mutter, adjusting your makeup before heading out of the washroom. <img src="Images/University/makeupfix.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I mean, I've done some slutty things to save my father, but a girl's got to have limits."</b></span> Feeling a little proud of yourself, you head out and wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Umm... I think $gloryholeday will work."</b></span> you offer, uncertain. <span class="blue"><b>"$gloryholeday is perfect. I'll write it down."</b></span> You dimly hear the squeak of a marker moving across drywall. <span class="blue"><b>"Come to this stall on $gloryholeday for a good time."</b></span> He says as he writes. <span class="blue"><b>"This worthless slut only costs ten dollars."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Twenty five dollars!"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Fine."</b></span> He scratches out the number, then adds, <span class="blue"><b>"Twenty five dollars."</b></span> And then he just... leaves. You hear him flush his toilet, leave his stall, and walk out of the washroom. A part of you is embarassed for what you just signed up for. But mostly you're excited. Sucking cock for easy money? How could you refuse! <img src="Images/University/gloryhole2.jpg" width=400 /> Licking your lips, you leave the stall and wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <<set $sissyclassset = [1, 2, 3, 4, 5]>>\ \ <<set $sissyclasschoice = $sissyclassset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 1>> \ From the start of the class, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> won't stop complaining about how bothersome being stuck in chastity is for her. Eventually, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has enough, and unlocks her chastity cage - only to strap into a strange 'milking' device to teach her some manners. You and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> watch as <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> milks orgasm after orgasm from <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>, drilling her boypussy with three fingers the entire time. <video loop autoplay src="Images/University/sissyclass4.mp4"></video> \ At the end, she hands <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> a cup of collected cum. <span class="teacher"><b>"Your homework, Becky, is to drink it all."</b></span> <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 2>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> goes over the anatomy of emerging girls like you and your classmates. <img src="Images/University/sissyanatomy.jpg" width=350 /> \ <span class="teacher"><b>"Your primary source of sexual pleasure will eventually become your prostate - all called a sissy button or cum button, in common terms. This takes time and dedication. Let's work on some dedication right now."</b></span> The rest of the class is spent pushing specially designed four inch dildos up into your boypussy. Right when you reach the balls, you can feel that pressure and warmth as the dildo's head hits your prostate. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass5.gif" width=300 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 3>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> goes over the importance of flirting and seduction in relation to femininity. <span class="teacher"><b>"How do you show men you're interested without coming off as a prude or a whore?"</b></span> she asks. <span class="teacher"><b>"How do you achieve that balance?"</b></span> She jumps to a slide of a woman teasing the camera on an escalator. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass6.gif" width=400 /> \ <span class="teacher"><b>"It depends on context, of course. Showing your pert ass to your boyfriend is perfectly acceptable. To a stranger? Less so."</b></span> She jumps to the next slide. <span class="teacher"><b>"Flirting doesn't end in the bedroom. It should never end, really. Seduction, charm, grace, beauty - these are the means through which the fairer sex controls males. Never forget that."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/sissyclass7.gif" width=400 /> \ <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 4>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> goes over the benefits of giving a good blowjob as a means of getting any man to do your bidding. Eventually <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> asks what a 'good' blowjob actually looks like. You and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> both expect a swift punishment, but instead <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> takes on the challenge, grabbing a dildo from her drawer, unbuttoning her shirt, and going to town on the sex toy. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass8.gif" width=400 /> \ You take serious notes on your teacher's technique, and feel you've learned quite a bit from today's lecture. <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 5>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> brings in a chest of clothes, makeup, and accessories, and asks the class to dress up in the way they think will best attract the kind of men they prefer. <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> wastes no time at all picking out a cream-colored dress that clings to her body <i>perfectly</i>. In twenty minutes, she looks like she's ready for a fancy night out. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass9.gif" width=400 /> \ You take a moment to think about what kind of clothes <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> would like to see you in. Avoiding the fancy dresses, you instead opt to put on a pair of panties and a clingy, revealing shirt. You love how it really makes your nipples pop! <img src="Images/University/sissyclass10.gif" width=400 /> \ <span class="teacher"><b>"You'd go out to find men in <i>that</i>?" Ms. Domina</b></span> asks. <span class="pink"><b>"With an outfit like this, my boy and I would be staying in all day anyway."</b></span> And to your surprise, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> seems to like your choice, and gives you a brisk nod of approval. <</if>>\ \ As class wraps up in the early evening, you receive your fifty dollar payment and then think about where to go next. <<if ($virginityquest gte 1) and ($teacherstatus eq 7)>><span class="pink"><i>What would happen if I came to class out of chastity?</i></span><</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $femclass += 1>>
You head to the women's platinum locker room and swipe in. Like usual, you're greeted by sweet, relaxing fragrances and the sound of running water. Distantly, you hear two women in muted conversation. <span class="mom"><b>"Hey $femname!" Olivia</b></span> says, passing by on your way in. <span class="mom"><b>"Looking pretty as always!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You too, Olivia!"</b></span> A few other platinum gym members are at their lockers, changing before their work outs. While you find them all cute, you don't feel a rush of sexual arousal, seeing them naked. You're just a normal girl in a normal locker room. <img src="Images/Gym/womenslockerroom3.jpg" width=500 /> Similarly, they make no comment when you undress - although there are a few lingering glances at your cute, pink chastity cage. <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastity1.gif" width=350 /> Just after you get dressed, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> comes by your locker. <span class="mom"><b>"Bad news, $femname! Todd had to run and meet his parents at the airport today - they just got back from some surgical conference - and now he's stuck in traffic."</b></span> Her face lights up. <span class="mom"><b>"But that means I'm your substitute trainer today! Let's get at it!"</b></span> [[Go with Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Start 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "mini booty shorts">> <<set $bra = "skimpy sports bra">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
You head to the women's platinum locker room and swipe in. Like usual, you're greeted by sweet, relaxing fragrances and the sound of running water. Distantly, you hear two women in muted conversation. <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") or ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker")>><<else>> <span class="mom"><b>"Hey $femname!" Olivia</b></span> says, passing by on your way in. <span class="mom"><b>"Looking pretty as always!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You too, Olivia!"</b></span> <</if>> A few other platinum gym members are at their lockers, changing before their work outs. While you find them all cute, you don't feel a rush of sexual arousal, seeing them naked. You're just a normal girl in a normal locker room. <img src="Images/Gym/womenslockerroom3.jpg" width=500 /> Similarly, they make no comment when you undress - although there are a few lingering glances at your cute, pink chastity cage. <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastity1.gif" width=350 /> Once you're dressed, you think about how to spend today's workout. [[Go find Todd->Session with Todd Chastity Todd 1]] <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 1)>>[[Go find Cade->Session with Todd Chastity Cade 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 2)>>[[Go find Cade->Cade 2]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 4)>>[[Go find Cade->Cade 4]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 5)>>[[Go find Cade->Cade 5]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest gte 6)>>[[Go find Cade->Cade 6]]<</if>> \ \ <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 2)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 3)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 2 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 4)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 3 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 5)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 4 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 6)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 5 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 8)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 6 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 9)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 7 1]]<</if>> \ \ <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker") and ($oliviaquest eq 2)>>[[Help Olivia seduce Cade->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker") and ($oliviaquest eq 4)>>[[Help Olivia seduce Cade->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 3]]<</if>>\ <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "mini booty shorts">> <<set $bra = "skimpy sports bra">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
You and <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> start with some basic stretching. Without looking around, you can tell you're getting a lot of glances from the guys in the gym - you two are probably the hottest duo in the whole building, and your outfits are leaving little to the imagination. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout5.gif" width=500 /> Once you're loose and sweaty, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> has you run through a series of exercises. She's not quite as confident and easy going as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, but she definitely knows her stuff. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout4.gif" width=400 /> The issue is, a few times throughout your workout it seems like <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> attention is slipping elsewhere. You don't say anything about it, but as you wrap up your last exercise, you notice that <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> isn't even looking at you! [[See what's stolen her attention->Session with Todd Chastity Start 3]]
And then you see him. <img src="Images/Gym/cade1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Who's he?"</b></span> you ask, eying up the chiseled black guy pumping iron with determination. You feel your knees go a bit weak, seeing him in action. <span class="mom"><b>"Cade," Olivia</b></span> says, still staring. <span class="mom"><b>"He's the new quarterback for our school's football team. They have their own athletic facilities but he comes by here anyway. He's, like, a man of the people. Hates pretentious stuff."</b></span> For a moment, <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> eyes wander to you and <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. He flashes an easy smile, then gets back into the zone. <span class="pink"><b>"Or he's into <i>you</i>, Olivia. Maybe you're why he comes here for his workout."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> laughs, but you can tell she wants to believe you. <span class="mom"><b>"It doesn't matter,"</b></span> she says, sighing and at last turning away. <span class="mom"><b>"My parents would <i>KILL</i> me if I dated a black guy. They're very conservative. He's just totally out of bounds for a girl like me."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I mean, there's conservative, and then there's racist... but sure.</i></span> With your workout complete, you head to the showers, but your mind is still fixed on <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> and <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>. [[Think it over->Session with Todd Chastity Start 4]]
You stand in the shower, playing with your growing boobs while thinking about <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> and <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower3.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i><b>Cade</b> is hot as fuck, there's no denying that. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit into him. And was he making eyes at <b>Olivia</b> today, or at me?</i></span> You rub soap down your long, smooth legs. <span class="pink"><i>But what would <b>Todd</b> think if I flirted with <b>Cade</b>? He probably wouldn't like it.</i></span> <<if $susancuck eq 1>>A devious thought crosses your mind. <span class="pink"><i><b>Susan</b> would say that good white girls like <b>Olivia</b> deserve to get bred by black studs like <b>Cade</b>. Maybe I could convince <b>Olivia</b> to explore her desire for black men. <b>Susan</b> would love that!</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>I could always play matchmaker, and work some magic to bring <b>Cade</b> and <b>Olivia</b> together. I bet she'd be into it - no matter what her parents think.</i></span><</if>> What to do, what to do... <<if $susancuck eq 0>>[[Play matchmaker and hook Olivia up with Cade->Session with Todd Chastity Start 4 matchmaker]]<<else>>[[Work with Susan to turn Olivia into a black cock slut->Session with Todd Chastity 4 puppetmaster]]<</if>> [[Pursue Cade for yourself->Session with Todd Chastity 4 cade]] [[Don't bother with Cade, stay focused on Todd->Session with Todd Chastity 4 loyal]] <<set $toddquest5 = 0>> <<set $toddquest6 = 1>>
You decide that <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> and <span class="blue"><b>Cade</b></span> should get together, and you're just the person to do that. <span class="pink"><b>"I need some way to get them to interact... like if Olivia was Cade's personal trainer!"</b></span> You smirk. <span class="pink"><b>"I bet Todd could help with that - I'll have to ask him during our next session."</b></span> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $oliviaquestchoice = "matchmaker">> <<set $oliviaquest = 1>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
A rush of arousal floods your heart, thinking about <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> turning into a slut for black cock, just like <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. There's truly nothing quite so hot as watching cute little white girls spread their legs wide open to black men. <span class="pink"><b>"She's already admitted she finds him attractive... I just need to turn that attraction into addiction. Oh, Olivia, you're in for a treat."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> likely has some ideas on how to show <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> her true purpose in life as a fertile white woman. You decide to bring this up during your next date with your girlfriend. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $oliviaquestchoice = "puppetmaster">> <<set $oliviaquest = 1>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
You decide to pursue <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> for yourself. It's not like you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> are a couple or anything. He probably sees plenty of other girls - and you have an actual girlfriend, anyway! <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> presents the perfect opportunity to really put your femininity to the test. Can you seduce the star quarterback? <span class="pink"><b>"Just watch me..."</b></span> you whisper, licking your lips. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $oliviaquestchoice = "cade">> <<set $oliviaquest = 1>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
You decide to forget about <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> altogether. He's just a distraction. Though you can't quite put it into words, you really only have eyes for <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> when it comes to men. Sure, you have your clients at the Cauldron, but that's just for cash. Your relationship with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is special. You don't want to put it at risk just for a fling with a football player. <span class="pink"><b>"I should focus my attention on making Todd a very happy guy. He's my best friend, after all."</b></span> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $oliviaquestchoice = "loyal">> <<set $oliviaquest = 1>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
Running over to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, you give him a firm kiss on the lips before starting your workout. <img src="Images/Gym/toddkiss1.gif" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"$femname,"</b></span> he says, a bit out of breath from the kiss. <span class="todd"><b>"Should we go somewhere more private?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Buy me dinner first,"</b></span> you joke, leading him on with your tight, half-revealed ass. <span class="pink"><b>"Or you can give me a workout, at least."</b></span> <<set $gymhet5set = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $gymhet5choice = $gymhet5set.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout6.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has you focus on a special kind of yoga today, designed to strengthen your glutes and your inner harmony. All you know is that your entire ass is display for all the guys at the gym, and you love all the attention. By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout7.gif" width=400 /> First <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> convinces you to put on a pair of ridiculously tight yoga pants, and then has you jump on an exercise bike. You're aware that this all an excuse for him to get a nice long look of your perfect ass jiggling, but you don't mind. In fact, the vibrations of the bike against your clitty feel amazing. By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout8.gif" width=350 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> hands you that weird wrist exercise device. By now, you know it's basically a toy for practices how to jerk off big cocks. Rolling with it for his amusement, you give a bit of a show, bouncing around, drooling a bit, and stroking the fake cock like it's the real thing.By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself. <</if>>\ <span class="todd"><b>"Hey babe," Todd</b></span> says, once the workout's complete, <span class="todd"><b>"How about a post-workout rub down?"</b></span> [[Go to a quiet room with Todd->Session with Todd Chastity Todd 2]] <<if ($chastityquest eq 6) and ($toddgag eq 0)>>[[Ask Todd to overcome your gag reflex->Session with Todd Chastity gag]]<</if>> <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker") and ($oliviaquest eq 1)>>[[Ask about making Olivia Cade's personal trainer->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 2]]<</if>> <<if ($susanopenstatus eq 3) and ($toddsusanstatus eq 0)>>[[Ask him about a threesome with Susan.->Session with Todd Chastity Todd susan]]<</if>>
You exit the locker room brimming with confidence - or at least pretending to be confident. You're determined to throw everything you've learned about femininity and seduction at <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, and you have a funny feeling it'll work. <span class="pink"><i>Boys are the ones who have trouble chasing girls,</i></span> you think, pausing in at a floor-to-ceiling mirror to make sure your butt is perfect. <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit7.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>If a sexy girl gives a guy like <b>Cade</b> a few subtle - or not so subtle - signals, he'll be all over her. All over me, I mean.</i></span> Ready to make your move, you bounce over to <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, not making contact but making sure to a bit more sway to your hips. You slow down once you're a few steps away from him. He hasn't looked away from his own reflection. His stare is intense, determined. <img src="Images/Gym/cade1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You mind if I use that machine?"</b></span> you ask, sweetly enough. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> says nothing. After an awkward moment, you realize he's wearing earbuds. <span class="pink"><b>"Um..."</b></span> You raise your voice. <span class="pink"><b>"DO YOU MIND-"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"What's up?" Cade</b></span> asks, setting down his weights and pulling free an earbud. Temporarily frazzled, you tilt your head and flash a cute smile. <span class="pink"><b>"I was just going to start my workout right here."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> just shrugs, already reaching for his earbud. <span class="cade"><b>"For sure - plenty of room."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Alright... time to show off...</i></span> [[Workout beside Cade->Session with Todd Chastity Cade 2]]
You don't have to look far to find <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>; in fact, she finds you. <span class="mom"><b>"$femname! Thank goodness you're here. Did you get an email from professor Olivier?"</b></span> Even though you started this ploy, your sympathy is real - academic probation is no joke. <span class="pink"><b>"I did. I'm so sorry, Olivia."</b></span> She takes a deep breath, then shakes off her anxiety and forces a fragile smile. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"No need for that. Though I totally disagree with the assertion that I'm racist or anything. I can't think of anything I said that could be interpreted like that. I have like three black friends!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I know, but..."</b></span> Thinking quickly, you come up with the kind of bullshit that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> would probably say. <span class="pink"><b>"You're probably giving off subconscious vibes of white superiority. Minorities can feel that stuff, and it's very triggering."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"That sounds made-up."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's the exact attitude I'm talking about - total disregard for black points of view. I'm sorry Olivia - you're subconsciously racist. You probably picked it up as a child."</b></span> She opens her mouth to refuse, then sees the futility of it. With a sigh, she asks, <span class="mom"><b>"Okay. Suppose you're right. What can I do about something I'm, like, not even consciously aware of?"</b></span> You can't help but smile. [[Give Olivia her first lesson->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 2]]
While idly working out your abs, you keep your eyes peeled for any sign of <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> or <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. Eventually you catch sight of <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> working out. He's alone. <img src="Images/Gym/cade1.gif" width=400 /> And way, way, <i>way</i> at the other side of the gym stands <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>, sipping on a smoothie while staring longingly at the distant quarterback. <span class="pink"><b>"What the hell...?"</b></span> [[Go talk to Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 1 2]]
The moment you're in a quiet room with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, you jump on top of him and start to wildly make out. <img src="Images/Gym/toddkiss2.gif" width=400 /> <<if $toddchastity eq 0>><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> reaches down for your crotch and takes ahold of your chastity cage. <span class="todd"><b>"That's new."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Don't worry about it,"</b></span> you say between kisses, your tongue lapping up his saliva. <span class="pink"><b>"Today is all about you and your big, hard cock."</b></span> <<set $toddchastity = 1>>\ <<else>><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> reaches down for your crotch and takes ahold of your chastity cage. <span class="todd"><b>"Still rocking the cage?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I don't want to get distracted."</b></span> you say, before reaching down to his shorts.<</if>> You take hold of the lining of his gym shorts and roughly pull them down to his ankles. His cock springs up, all nine inches of it nice and hard, just for you. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock7.gif" width=400 /> Hungry for dick, you drop to your knees and open wide. First, you give his cock slow, attentive licks. You love how <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> breathing quickens as you tease him with your tongue. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj1.gif" width=400 /> Then you move to the main event. <<if $gagreflexremoved eq 0>>You still have a natural gag reflex, so you can't stuff all of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> massive cock down your throat. Still, you take in as much of him as you can, reveling in how intimate it is to have his big, warm cock sliding past your lips. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj3.gif" width=400 /> <<else>>Now that you've beaten your gag reflex, you open your throat and slowly let all of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> length slide inside of you. Once you reach his hilt, you give his balls slow, loving licks to show your affection. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj2.gif" width=400 /><</if>> Soon you can tell that <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> about to blow. You know how much he loves cumming on your face, so you slide his sloppy cock out of your mouth and open wide. The next moment, a few hot ropes of cum spurt out of his dick and onto your face. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj4.gif" width=350 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Fuck, $femname. You're amazing."</b></span> After gathering all the cum with your fingers, you suck on them, one by one. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm an amazing cocksucker?"</b></span> He snorts.<span class="todd"><b>"Just amazing in general."</b></span> Once you clean up, you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> kiss for a little longer before going your separate ways. [[Hit the locker room->Session with Todd Chastity Close]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Hey, I've got a question,"</b></span> you say, leading him by the hand towards the locker rooms, <span class="pink"><b>"Do you know that new quarterback, Cade?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> snaps his fingers and points towards the football field, not too far from the gym. <span class="todd"><b>"Cade's the man! Guy like him could be a total dick, but he treats the staff like gold. Gotta love the Cadester."</b></span> You can't help but grin. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> such a dork! Of course, that's part of his charm. <span class="pink"><b>"Right, well Olivia definitely does."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Sure, all the staff do."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"But Olivia <i>really</i> does."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> nods like he knows what you're talking about. <span class="todd"><b>"Just like me. Like I said, gotta love the Cadester."</b></span> You take a deep breath, rubbing at your forehead. <img src="Images/Gym/forehead.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I want to hook up Olivia and Cade. I need you to make Olivia his personal trainer."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> takes a moment to actually get what you mean. <span class="todd"><b>"<i>Oooooh!</i> Playing matchmaker, babe? Sounds like fun. I'm in."</b></span> You smile, giddy. <span class="pink"><b>"So you'll make Olivia Cade's trainer?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"No problem - consider it done."</b></span> He casually grabs your ass, his thumb brushing against your asshole<<if $toy neq "nude">> and pushing on your buttplug<</if>>. <span class="todd"><b>"But what do I get in return?"</b></span> [[Show Todd a good time->Session with Todd Chastity Todd 2]] <<set $oliviaquest = 2>>
After a nice, productive time at the gym, you head to the locker room for a quick shower. You have the shower to yourself, and you lose yourself for a few minutes, enjoying the steam and the various lotions, moisturizers, and shampoos you rub against your smooth, feminine figure. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower4.gif" width=400 /> Eventually it's time to get dressed and head home. You can't wait to return to the gym on<<if $virginityquest eq 0>><<if $day eq "Wednesday">> Sunday<<else>> Wednesday<</if>><<else>><<if $day eq "Wednesday">> Sunday<<elseif $day eq "Sunday">> Monday<<else>> Wednesday<</if>><</if>> for another workout. [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
Just as you get to the gym, you notice <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> car out front. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcar.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>That's weird, <b>Todd</b> usually walks to work.</i></span> The next moment, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> opens the driver's seat window and waves you over. <span class="todd"><b>"Get in, babe! We're already late."</b></span> You approach, a bit confused. <span class="pink"><b>"Late for what?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shakes his head. <span class="todd"><b>"No time. I'll explain on the way."</b></span> [[Get in the car->Prep for Third Date with Todd 2]]
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> speeds along the streets around your campus, his luxury electric car accelerating in perfect silence. He's a smooth, confident driver, so you feel perfectly safe in the passenger seat. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcar2.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Alright, Todd. What's going on?"</b></span> He sighs. <span class="todd"><b>"My parents are making me go to their stupid annual surgeons' charity ball. You're my date."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>...what?</i></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/waitwhat.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"We're going to a fancy charity ball <i>right now</i>!?"</b></span> <<if $day eq "Wednesday">><span class="todd"><b>"No worries, it's not until Sunday. This is just your dress fitting."</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>"No worries, it's not until next Sunday - seven days from now. This is just your dress fitting."</b></span><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Dress fitting?"</b></span> He rubs your thigh protectively. <span class="todd"><b>"My mom's idea. She's excited to meet my girlfriend and wants to treat you to a free dress. She's kind of crazy."</b></span> You look at him like he's a moron. <span class="pink"><b>"Todd... I've known your mom since I was five years old. I know she's crazy. Also, this is crazy. I'm not your girlfriend. Also your parents will recognize me."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"I just need you to be my pretend girlfriend for a night." Todd</b></span> says, glancing away from the road for a second to give you a sincere look. <span class="todd"><b>"My parents <i>hate</i> that I didn't apply to med school. I just had to pursue my passion in personal training. They think I'm some kind of dumb failure."</b></span> He grins, cocksure. <span class="todd"><b>"But I just got promoted to assistant manager. <i>I'm really doing well!</i> If they see me at their stupid ball with a gorgeous, classy girl like you, they'll finally get off my case."</b></span> Your heart leaps at <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> words. You didn't know he was under so much pressure from his parents. <span class="pink"><b>"So you need me to go to the ball, pretend to be your girlfriend, and impress your parents?"</b></span> The car pulls to a stop in front of a fancy clothing store. <span class="todd"><b>"That's the plan, babe. You in?"</b></span> You snuggle up against him and give him a quick peck on the cheek. <img src="Images/Gym/toddkiss3.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm in."</b></span> [[Get your fancy dress.->Prep for Third Date with Todd 3]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
You and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> enter the fitting store. It's about as fancy as you'd expect if <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> mom was the one who picked it out. <img src="Images/Gym/fancystore.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="grey"><b>"Theodore Zacharias Power!"</b></span> says a wizened old tailor, approaching the two of you with graceful steps. <span class="grey"><b>"Your parents told me to expect you."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> cringes at the sound of his full name. <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah it's just Todd, Mr. Pizarro. Todd'll do nicely."</b></span> <span class="grey"><b>"Master Power, then." Mr. Pizarro</b></span> says, before turning his attention to you. <img src="Images/Gym/pizarro.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="grey"><b>"And this must be the young lady who's captured Master Power's attention."</b></span> You give the funny old man a sweet smile. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm $femname. Nice to meet you, Mr. Pizarro."</b></span> <span class="grey"><b>"The pleasure is all mine!" Mr. Pizarro</b></span> says, taking your hand and kissing it. <span class="grey"><b>"Now come, come - I have the dress Mrs. Power picked out for you!"</b></span> He scampers off. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> just shrugs, and gestures for you to follow. [[Time to get dressed up.->Prep for Third Date with Todd 4]]
Once you're in a spacious private room with <span class="grey"><b>Mr. Pizarro</b></span>, he points to a fancy set of matching panties and a bra. <span class="grey"><b>"These were picked out by Mrs. Power as well. Put them on, and I shall return with the dress."</b></span> Once you're alone, you strip to nothing and then put on the underwear <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> mom picked out for you. It's awfully sexy - you were expecting something a bit more conservative. <img src="Images/Gym/dressing1.gif" width=400 /> With your chastity cage, it's nearly impossible to tuck away your girlcock. You do your best, but there is a bit of a bulge at the back, where the cage peaks beneath your butt cheeks. As long as no one sees you in your underwear, you should be okay. <span class="grey"><b>Mr. Pizarro</b></span> knocks on the door. <span class="grey"><b>"I'm leaving the dress on a hanger outside. Come take it when you are comfortable, young lady. I assure you, no one will be there to see you."</b></span> But when you open the door, there <i>is</i> someone there to see you. <span class="todd"><b>Todd!</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/todd2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Todd! What are you doing here?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> spends a good deal of time soaking in the sight of you, clearly pleased, before answering. <span class="todd"><b>"I wanted to know what you thought of my tux."</b></span> With a sigh, you adjust his bowtie and give his muscled chest a good smoothing over with your hands. <span class="pink"><b>"Handsome, obvs. You clean up well."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Cool. Cool cool cool."</b></span> He hands you two dresses. <span class="todd"><b>"This first one is what my mom picked out for you... but I really think you'd look <i>sweet</i> in the second. Totally up to you..."</b></span> And then he leaves. You eye the two dresses - one clearly has less material than the other, but you won't know what they look like until you try them on. [[Try on the dress Todd's mom picked out->Prep for Third Date with Todd 4 Todd Mom Dress]] [[Try on the dress Todd picked out->Prep for Third Date with Todd 4 Todd Dress]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "elegant grey panties">> <<set $bra = "elegant grey bra">>
You try on the dress that <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> mom picked out for you. <img src="Images/Gym/reddress1.png" width=350 /> It's a beautiful red evening gown, tight at the bust but with a long, flowing skirt that seems to sparkle in the light. It's classy, eye-catching, and just the right amount of sexy. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> mom clearly has good taste. <span class="pink"><b>"I want Todd's parents to like me, and they <i>did</i> pick this dress. Then again, Todd's important to me - not them..."</b></span> [[Choose this Dress->Prep for Third Date with Todd 5][$dress = "red"]] [[Try on the dress Todd picked out->Prep for Third Date with Todd 4 Todd Dress]] <<set $overwear = "classy red dress">>
You try on the dress that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> picked out for you. <img src="Images/Gym/blackdress1.gif" width=350 /> It's a tight, sexy black dress. Lots of bust, lots of skin, and a <i>lot</i> of thigh. If you spin quickly, you could end up showing half the charity ball your ass! You'll probably be the sexiest girl at the ball, but it <i>is</i> a bit slutty. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm doing all of this for Todd. If he likes this dress, then I should wear it. But then again, Todd probably hasn't thought this through. If I want his parents to like me, maybe I should wear the dress his mom picked."</b></span> [[Choose this Dress->Prep for Third Date with Todd 5][$dress = "black"]] [[Try on the dress Todd's mom picked out->Prep for Third Date with Todd 4 Todd Mom Dress]] <<set $overwear = "sultry black dress">>
After you choose the <<if $dress eq "red">>dress <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> mom picked for you<<else>>dress <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> picked for you<</if>> you call for <span class="grey"><b>Mr. Pizarro</b></span> to return. <<if $dress eq "red">><span class="grey"><b>"Ah, such beauty! Mrs. Power will adore you, $femname, I am certain."</b></span><<else>><span class="grey"><b>"So you went with Master Power's choice? Very bold, young lady, very bold. Not that I disapprove. And it is an <i>exquisite</i> dress."</b></span><</if>> <span class="grey"><b>Mr. Pizarro</b></span> spends the next hour taking incredibly detailed measurements of your entire figure and the dress itself, marking down a series of necessary adjustments in his journal. <span class="grey"><b>"If you think it fits now, just you wait..."</b></span> he mutters, once his measurements are complete. Although you were a bit nervous about an old man groping your sensitive bits, <span class="grey"><b>Mr. Pizarro</b></span> is a professional, and you ended up finding the experience quite relaxing. Once you're back in your normal clothes, though, the tailor asks you to wait a moment. <span class="grey"><b>"It is not my business,"</b></span> he says, not meeting your eye. <span class="grey"><b>"But Master Power <i>does</i> know about your..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/bulge1.jpg" width=350 /> You blush. He must have noticed during his measurements! <span class="pink"><b>"He knows, yes."</b></span> <span class="grey"><b>Mr. Pizarro</b></span> beams. <span class="grey"><b>"Then there's no issue at all. I will adjust the dress to keep it out of sight. Thankfully, that cage of yours keeps it quite miniscule and easy to hide."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Thank you, Mr. Pizarro."</b></span> With your dress now sorted, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> drives you home. <<if $dress eq "red">>You can tell he's a bit disappointed that you didn't choose the dress he picked for you. He doesn't get it, but you're going to need to be classy to win his parents' approval.<<else>>You can tell he's pleased that you chose the dress he picked out for you. You just hope it isn't too slutty for his parents.<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $todddate = 4>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
Opening your door, you invite <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in from the hall. <img src="Images/Susan/susan1.jpg" width=300 /> She can instantly tell that something's up <span class="susan"><b>"What happened?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What do you mean?"</b></span> you ask, taking a step back. <span class="susan"><b>"Something's..."</b></span> She takes a few more steps into the room, looking around. <span class="susan"><b>"... different. You seem even less of a boy than usual."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Well, there's no way I'm keeping this hidden from her for long...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I, um... found a new toy."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lights up, and a curious gleam catches her eyes. <span class="susan"><b>"A toy? A <i>sex</i> toy?"</b></span> You swallow your saliva, then nod. Your girlfriend thrusts a hand between your legs and roughly grasps your penis. <span class="susan"><b>"Hah! A chastity cage! I knew it."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You knew it?"</b></span> you say, confused. [[Susan reaches into her bag.->Susan Date Chastity cuck 2]]
Opening your door with a smile, you invite <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in from the hall. <img src="Images/Susan/susan1.jpg" width=300 /> She can instantly tell that something's up <span class="susan"><b>"What happened?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What do you mean?"</b></span> you ask, taking a step back. <span class="susan"><b>"Something's..."</b></span> She takes a few more steps into the room, looking around. <span class="susan"><b>"... different."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Well, there's no way I'm keeping this hidden from her for long...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I, um... found a new toy."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lights up. <span class="susan"><b>"A toy? A <i>sex</i> toy?"</b></span> You swallow your saliva, then nod. Your girlfriend drops onto your bed, a daring look to her eyes. <span class="susan"><b>"Go on, then - use it on me!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah... it's not that kind of toy."</b></span> you say, pulling up your skirt. [[Show her your predicament.->Susan Date Chastity open 2]]
<span class="susan"><b>"Holy shit." Susan</b></span> says, staring at the cage. <span class="susan"><b>"What is it?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/chastityreveal.png" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"It's a chastity cage."</b></span> Ever the adventurous one, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> hops off your bed, drops to her knees, and gives it a soft tap. <span class="susan"><b>"Can you feel that?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Nope."</b></span> She squeezes on the metal-and-plastic contraption. <span class="susan"><b>"How about that?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Still no."</b></span> The next moment, her lips wrap around your trapped cock. <img src="Images/Susan/chastitylick.gif" width=400 /> It's a little warm, a little wet, and you feel your girlcock try to react. All it earns you is pain as your dick presses against the ungiving walls of the cage. <span class="pink"><b>"I can't,"</b></span> you say, wincing and backing off. <span class="pink"><b>"I can't get hard anymore."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> raises a brow. <span class="susan"><b>"Then take it off."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck - I can't tell <b>Susan</b> that a Russian crime boss has the key.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I... um... I don't want to. I like it."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"You like it?"</b></span> She doesn't seem convinced. <span class="pink"><i>Alright. Acting time!</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It makes me feel feminine,"</b></span> you say, trying to sound sensual. <span class="pink"><b>"And it means all my attention is on..."</b></span> You place one hand over her neck. <span class="pink"><b>"...you."</b></span> [[Make Susan believe you.->Susan Date Chastity open 3]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives a surprised gasp as you put just a bit of pressure against her neck. Not enough to strangle her - just enough to say <i>I'm in charge.</i> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck I hope she's into this.</i></span> Your girlfriend gives you a longing stare. Or, as some might call them, <i>fuck me</i> eyes. <img src="Images/Susan/eyes.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><i>Yeah, she's into this.</i></span> Caught in your own vortex of lust and unmet need, you keep one hand gripping her neck while the other tears open her blouse. From there, you quickly work your way to her panties, and pull them down. Then your tongue is deep inside her already soaked pussy, and your entire world is focused on getting her off. <img src="Images/Susan/eatingout1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh, $femname!" Susan</b></span> moans, <span class="susan"><b>"Don't stop! Don't stop!"</b></span> [[Stop->Susan Date Chastity open 4][$stop = 1]] [[Don't stop->Susan Date Chastity open 4]]
<<if $stop eq 1>>Feeling mischievous, you slow your tongue down near to nothing. Just enough to keep her at the edge, but not enough to push her over. <img src="Images/Susan/eatingout2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"$femname... oooh..."</b></span> You raise your tongue off her pussy. <span class="pink"><b>"What's the magic word, babe?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"PLEASE TONGUE-FUCK ME!!!"</b></span> Sure, that can be the magic word. <</if>> Your mouth is beginning to tire, but you keep going, giving her pussy exactly what it needs to push <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> into ecstasy. And then it happens. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gasps and goes rigid, the muscles of her legs contracting and she shoots up to her knees. Below her, you give her cunt one last lick before she screams as an explosive orgasm hits her. <img src="Images/Susan/eatingout3.gif" width=300 /> Warm girlcum sprays out of her pussy and directly onto your face. You lap it up, eager to taste it, while <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> teases out every wave of her climax by toying with her clit. After what seems like at least a solid minute, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> finally slumps over onto her side, exhausted. You decide to take this moment to find a towel. [[Get cleaned up->Susan Date Chastity 5]]
Considering the state the two of you are in, you decide a shower might be a great way to end the evening. As you make out with your beautiful girlfriend through a layer of steam and the sound of her soft kisses, you wonder why you never did this while you were a guy. <img src="Images/Susan/shower1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><i>Man, I really sucked at being a boy...</i></span> Afterwards, the two of you get dressed and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets ready to leave. <span class="pink"><b>"So you don't mind the chastity thing?"</b></span> She laughs. <span class="susan"><b>"Don't mind it? I love it! In fact-"</b></span> She stops herself, instead falling to a secretive smile. <span class="susan"><b>"Nevermind. You'll see next Friday. Love you, babe."</b></span> You want to know her secret so badly, but good things come to those who wait. <span class="pink"><b>"Love you too."</b></span> [[Time for bed!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $susanopenstatus = 2>> <<set $time = "Night">>
After filling your enema kit with a safe, water-based solution, you attach the nozzle to your asshole and let it flow inside. You let out a relieved sigh as your colon fills up with warm water. <img src="Images/Home/enema1.jpg" width=400 /> \ Then you stand in your washroom and do slow exercises to move the water through your body. After 5 minutes, you sit on the toilet and take in the feeling of fullness that comes with a deep enema session. <img src="Images/Home/enema2.gif" width=400 /> \ And then it's time to expel the water. Soon enough, you're clean and ready to move on with you day. <img src="Images/Home/enema3.gif" width=300 /> \ <span class="pink"><i>Ah... much better!</i></span> [[Return->Your Bedroom]]
Opening your door, you invite <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in from the hall. <img src="Images/Susan/susan18.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Hey sissy boy!"</b></span> she says, prancing in. You blush, glancing beyond the door. <span class="pink"><b>"Not so loud! What'll the neighbours think?"</b></span> Thankfully, the hallway is empty. Breathing a sigh of relief, you shut the door. <span class="pink"><b>"So,"</b></span> you ask, following her to the bed, <span class="pink"><b>"What's the plan for today?"</b></span> After plopping onto the bed, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lifts one legs and plants her heel against your chastity cage. <img src="Images/Susan/chastityfoot.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I'm feeling generous. What do <i>you</i> want to do?"</b></span> [[Ask about her about the men she's been with->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck tease]] <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 1)>>[[Ask for her help corrupting Olivia->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck olivia]]<</if>> \ <<if ($chastityquest gte 6) and ($susangag eq 0)>>[[Ask her to help you get rid of your gag reflex.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open gag]] <</if>>
Opening your door with a smile, you invite <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in from the hall. <img src="Images/Susan/susan18.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Hey chastity girl!"</b></span> she says, prancing in. You give her rump a light slap as she passes you. <span class="pink"><b>"Not so loud! What'll the neighbours think?"</b></span> Thankfully, the hallway is empty. Breathing a sigh of relief, you shut the door. <span class="pink"><b>"So,"</b></span> you ask, following her to the bed, <span class="pink"><b>"What's the plan for today?"</b></span> After plopping onto the bed, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lifts one legs and plants her heel against your chastity cage. <img src="Images/Susan/chastityfoot.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"You tell me, lover girl..."</b></span> [[Tease me!->Susan Date Chastity 2 open tease]] <<if $toyinventory.includes("strap on dildo")>>[[Fuck her with your strap-on dildo->Susan Date Chastity 2 open strap]]<</if>> <<if $toddsusanstatus eq 1>>[[Call Todd->Susan Date Chastity 2 open todd]]<</if>> <<if ($chastityquest gte 6) and ($susangag eq 0)>>[[Ask Susan to help you get rid of your gag reflex.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open gag]]<</if>>
<span class="pink"><b>"I want you to tease me..."</b></span> you whisper, meeting her eye as your fingers brush against her ankle. <span class="pink"><b>"Drive me mad."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> bites her lip with excitement. <span class="susan"><b>"Tease you? I'd love to."</b></span> She has you get on the bed and strip down to nothing. Soon you're sitting there naked but for your chastity cage, full of anticipation as to how <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> will tease your hopelessly trapped cock. She starts by placing a hand against the wall and looking back you, seductive yet demure. <img src="Images/Susan/susanstrip1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Tell me, $femname - do you still find your girlfriend hot?"</b></span> You nod, your breathing deepening. <span class="pink"><b>"You know I do."</b></span> She lowers her top, slowly slipping it past her breasts until her perfect pink nipples are revealed. <img src="Images/Susan/susanstrip2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Even though you're hotter than me? Even though your tits are bigger than mine?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit - my tits ARE a bit bigger than <b>Susan's</b>... life is strange.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You're the hottest girl on campus. I can't believe you're not surrounded by guys."</b></span> [[Susan hooks her thumbs into her waistline->Susan Date Chastity 2 open tease 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $time = "Night">>
<span class="pink"><b>"Shut your eyes,"</b></span> you tell <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, <span class="pink"><b>"And keep them closed until I say."</b></span> Rubbing her thighs together in anticipation, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shuts her eyes and places her hands against them. <span class="susan"><b>"I love surprises."</b></span> Meanwhile, you're in your closet, stripping down to your chastity cage before putting on your strap on harness. After fiddling with the straps and clips for a minute, you finally get the dildo on, nice and tight. Then you drop onto your bed and tell <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to open her eyes. <span class="pink"><b>"I heard someone was in need of a hard fucking,"</b></span> you say, stroking your silicone cock. <span class="pink"><b>"Was that you, babe?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/strapon1.gif" width=350 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> eyes light up. <span class="susan"><b>"Wooooow... it's so much bigger than you were."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Are you going to grab my cock and show me you love me, or are you afraid?"</b></span> [[She isn't afraid.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open strap 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $toy = "strap on dildo">> <<set $time = "Night">>
<span class="pink"><b>"I've got a pretty spectacular night planned for you, babe."</b></span> you start, as you slowly pull a blindfold from behind your back. <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> eyes go wide. <span class="pink"><b>"But you've got to wear this, and you've got to trust me."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/blind.jpg" width=350 /> There's a moment of uncertainty in <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> stare, then she shivers with anticipation and takes the blindfold from your hands. <span class="susan"><b>"Is this, like, a sensory deprivation thing?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"No questions!"</b></span> you warn, laughing, before running off to your bathroom. Once there, you whip out your phone and call <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. He answers on the first ring. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe, I'm knee-deep in a dungeon raid of the Molten Throne. What's up?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Operation Mystery Cock is a go."</b></span> The line is dead for all of two seconds. <span class="todd"><b>"I'll be there in ten minutes."</b></span> By the time you get back to your bedroom, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is already blindfolded - not to mention completely naked. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Someone's eager."</b></span> you tease, coming close and waving a hand in her face. She doesn't react. <span class="susan"><b>"It just felt like the right thing to do."</b></span> Her hands find your clothes. <span class="susan"><b>"Care to join me?"</b></span> [[Get naked->Susan Date Chastity 2 open todd 2]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pulls her pants down just a bit, showing of a hint of cute panties. <img src="Images/Susan/susanstrip3.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Does it bother you that I still think about big, hard cock?"</b></span> she asks, stepping a bit close. You smirk. <span class="pink"><b>"I mean, what kind of girl doesn't?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Good answer!"</b></span> she says with a laugh, before slipping off her leggings. <img src="Images/Susan/susanstrip4.jpg" width=300 /> She glances at your caged dick. <span class="susan"><b>"But that cock isn't big or hard."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's not a cock - it's a clitty."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh? So if I play with it, it won't get hard?"</b></span> Already, your dick is straining against its chastity cage. Gritting you teeth, you shake your head. It's <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> turn to smirk. <span class="susan"><b>"Let's find out."</b></span> [[She bends over.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open tease 3]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets close and rubs her panty-clad ass against your cock. You gasp at the ache that follows as your penis tries in vain to get hard. <img src="Images/Susan/chastitytease1.png" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> perfect ass is begging for your dick, and there's nothing you can do! <span class="pink"><b><i>"Fuuuuuck..."</i></b></span> Next, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shimmies out of her panties and climbs on to of your pulsing, aching cock. <span class="susan"><b>"I wish you'd fuck me, $femname."</b></span> she says, rubbing your cage against her soaking wet pussy. <span class="susan"><b>"Girls like us need to be fucked..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/chastitytease5.gif" width=300 /> And through the sheer warmth and heat and kinkiness of it all, you feel an orgasm bubbling up, deep inside of you. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Oh... oh... oh-"</i></b></span> But <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sees what's happening, and hops off your dick. <span class="susan"><b>"Sorry, lover girl - but teasing means teasing. No cumming for either of us tonight,"</b></span> she says, planting a wet kiss on your cheek. [[Feeling horny and on edge, you clean up->Susan Date Chastity 2 open tease 4]]
You can't believe how turned on you are. Your balls feel heavy and nearly painful. it's definitely going to be hard to sleep, tonight! After such a crazy teasing session, you don't doubt you'll be leaking pre-cum all night long. <img src="Images/Susan/chastitytease6.png" width=300 /> Once you and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> are both dressed, you lead her to your front door. <span class="susan"><b>"See you next week, lover girl."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Already counting the seconds."</b></span> <<if $susanopenstatus eq 2>><span class="susan"><b>"You know..." Susan</b></span> says, playing with her hair. <span class="susan"><b>"I wasn't joking about needing a good fuck. My pussy's dying for a big, manly cock to pump it full of cum."</b></span> Your heart jumps, bit turned on, a bit worried. <span class="pink"><b>"Well, we <i>are</i> in an open relationship. You know you've got my blessing, babe."</b></span> She gives you a playful push on your shoulder. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm not going to chase some stranger at a bar. I'm just saying, I could use a good fuck. I leave the rest up to you - surprise me, lover girl."</b></span> <</if>> With one more kiss, she's gone. <<if $susanopenstatus eq 2>><span class="pink"><i>Susan needs a hard fucking, and I'm in no position to give it to her...</i></span> You glance at your toy closet. <span class="pink"><i>Maybe I should pay Fem World a visit. I bet they have a silicone solution.</i></span> Then a naughty idea crosses your mind. <span class="pink"><i><b>Todd</b> always thought <b>Susan</b> was a total babe. What if we had a... threesome, of sorts? I could ask <b>Todd</b> about it, if I dared.</i></span> <</if>> [[Time for sleep.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<if $susanopenstatus eq 2>><<set $susanopenstatus = 3>><</if>>
You browse the various kinds of strap on dildos that Fem World has for sale. Many of them are designed for women, with insertable 'reverse dildos' that fuck the wearer's pussy while they use the strap on to penetrate their partner. <img src="Images/Clothes/strap on dildo2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><i>I guess that makes sense - why would a GUY need a strap on dildo?</i></span> You pause, tilting your head in thought. <span class="pink"><i>I'm not really a guy anymore, though. No wonder I need a toy to fuck my girlfriend.</i></span> The thought that you might not fuck <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> for a while - maybe ever - doesn't cause any anxiety. You haven't thought about <i>fucking</i> anything for a while. Lately, when you think of sex, you just think of toys stretching out your boypussy and hitting your cum button. As if on queue, a wave of arousal hits you, and a drop of precum makes its way up your cock and drips out of your cage. <img src="Images/Clothes/chastityleak.gif" width=300 /> One drop makes it through your panties and splatters on the floor. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck.</i></span> Feeling embarassed, you grab a strap on dildo and head over to the cashier before anyone notices. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> Soon enough, you're leaving Fem World with your new toy in hand. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is in for a fun night. <<set $money -= 350>> <<set $toyinventory.push("strap on dildo")>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> drops to her knees before your substantial dildo, and rests her tongue upon its tip. It's a strange feeling, seeing <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> back between your knees but feeling nothing as she licks the head of your silicone cock. Still, there's something hot about the situation. Forgotten in its chastity cage, your real penis pulses uselessly and strains against its walls. <span class="susan"><b>"Mmmm, $femname, I love your big cock." Susan</b></span> says, before opening her mouth and taking it as deep as she can. <img src="Images/Susan/strapon2.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"That's good, babe,"</b></span> you say, combing her hair away from her mouth. <span class="pink"><b>"Suck your girlfriend's cock." </b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> obliges, sucking even harder. <span class="pink"><b>"Does sucking cock make your pussy wet?"</b></span> With your dildo deep in her throat, all <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> can do is weakly nod her head. <span class="pink"><b>"Turn around, babe. Show me your cunt."</b></span> [[Susan turns around->Susan Date Chastity 2 open strap 3]]
You spend a moment gazing in appreciation as your girlfriend presents her perfect pussy to you. Her breathing is deep rapid, as she prepares to get penetrated by your girthy dildo. <img src="Images/Susan/strapon4.gif" width=350 /> You drop its substantial length along the small of her back. She gasps. <span class="pink"><i>I'm a lucky, lucky girl.</i></span> Then you take hold of your strap on and carefully rub it against <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> moist lips, causing her to moan in fiery need. You do this for a while, tracing the shape of her pussy with the head of your silicone dick. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck - this thing is A LOT bigger than my dick.</i></span> You think back to when <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> made you stretch her cunt with a big black dildo. <span class="pink"><i>Oh yeah - she loves this kind of stuff.</i></span> So you adjust your position and thrust your silicone cock inside of her. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/strapon3.mp4"></video> <span class="susan"><b>"OHHH!" Susan</b></span> moans, as you start rhythmically fucking her, pushing nearly the entire length of the dildo into her pussy, then pulling it out. Her lips grip its girth for dear life. <span class="susan"><b>"OHHH! FUUUUUCK!"</b></span> You pick up speed, really driving your big cock home with every thrust. In no time at all, you can tell that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is about to cum. <span class="susan"><b>"Yes - yesyesyesyes - <i>yesssss!</i> <i>OHHH!</i>"</b></span> She quivers as she's hit with an earth shattering orgasm. For your part, you make sure to keep riding her the whole way through it, taking pleasure in how each thrust seems to drive her over the edge again and again. <img src="Images/Susan/strapon5.gif" width=450 /> Then it's done. As <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lies on your bed in a sweaty mess, catching her breath, you pull out your dildo with an audible <i>plop!</i> [[Get dressed->Susan Date Chastity 2 open strap 4]]
Soon enough you've got the harness and strap on dildo removed and wiped down, so it's clean and ready for next time. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is so worn out from her fucking that her knees wobble when she stands, and she needs your help to get dressed. You're glad she enjoyed the evening, but all that sex just left you hornier than ever. You'll balls feel swollen with semen, and almost painful to the touch. <img src="Images/Susan/chastitytease6.png" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So, how was tonight?"</b></span> you ask <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> as you walk her to the door. <span class="susan"><b>"Honestly? Probably the best sex we've ever had. It's like, when you were a boy you were only half a boy, but now you're... like a woman and a half."</b></span> You chuckle. <span class="pink"><b>"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Of course it was!" Susan</b></span> says, laughing. <span class="susan"><b>"Now come here..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss4.gif" width=450 /> After a long, passionate kiss, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> heads home for the night. It's probably time you went to sleep, yourself. [[Bedtime!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
<span class="pink"><b>"I need to ask you something,"</b></span> you say, your hand in <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span>, as he leads you to a quiet room. You know he's expecting his dick sucked and you can't wait to oblige him, but this needs to come first. <span class="todd"><b>"Ask away, babe."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's about Susan."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> stops in his tracks before giving you a curious look. <span class="todd"><b>"Susan?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah,"</b></span> you say, not sure why he's acting weird. <span class="pink"><b>"She was at my place last Friday and-"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Woah," Todd</b></span> steps back. <span class="todd"><b>"Woah, woah, woah. You two are still together?"</b></span> Quiet follows - well, except for the usual hustle and bustle of a gym on a <<if $day eq "Sunday">>Sunday morning<<else>>Wednsday evening<</if>>. <span class="pink"><b>"Of course we are - why wouldn't we be?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shrugs, then just kind of gestures at your body. <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit4.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"You're not $playername, you're $femname - you're a chick. I thought she'd leave you or something."</b></span> You narrow your gaze. <span class="pink"><i>Thought... or hoped?</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well we're together, and I was hoping you could help me with something."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> takes a deep breath, and then his smile returns and it's like his gloom for before never existed. <span class="todd"><b>"Whatever you need, babe."</b></span> [[Fuck my girlfriend.->Session with Todd Chastity Todd susan 2]]
You're never going to earn your red bracelet - and get a chance at freeing yourself from your chastity cage - until you overcome your gag reflex. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> has always seemed able to stuff anything of any length down her throat. She's a blowjob pro, and it's time you learned from the best. <span class="pink"><b>"I've been thinking,"</b></span> you start, fiddling with your thumbs. <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Eventually, Olivier or his friends will want to-"</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"On the off chance that me and a guy-"</b></span><</if>> <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>"-fuck your little sissy ass?"</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>"-fuck?"</b></span><</if>> <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Er - no. I'd rather not get broken in half. But, what about..."</b></span> You try to find the words, but can't.<<else>><span class="pink"><b>"What? No. Gross."</b></span> You jump onto the bed beside her. <span class="pink"><b>"But if I met a guy and found myself... you know... between his legs..."</b></span><</if>> <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> grins. <span class="susan"><b>"Oooooh... your slutty little mouth is crazy big black cock? I knew it was only a matter of time. You're already so good with my black dildo!"</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> breaks out into laughter. <span class="susan"><b>"Aww - does my girlfriend want to learn how to give head?"</b></span><</if>> Embarassed, you look away. <span class="pink"><b>"Whenever you put a dildo in my mouth, I'm a coughing, gagging mess."</b></span> Glancing back, you meet her eye. <span class="pink"><b>"What's your secret?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> can tell you're serious. <span class="susan"><b>"You really want to know?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan19.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I really do."</b></span> [[Learn Susan's blowjob secrets->Susan Date Chastity 2 open gag 2]]
<<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>"Okay, I'll teach you how to handle big black cock without gagging your guts out."</b></span> She reaches into her bag and pulls out her black dildo. It's as massive as ever. <img src="Images/Susan/blackdildo1.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I could talk about tips and tricks, but all that is bullshit. Sucking black cock is about the mindset."</b></span> She stares at you intently. <span class="susan"><b>"You have to understand that it is literally your purpose as a living thing to give black men pleasure. That's why you're on earth. You <i>can't</i> fail at your purpose. It's impossible. Got it?"</b></span> You're not sure you do. As <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sticks the dildo to your mirror, you ask, <span class="pink"><b>"You're saying if I <i>believe</i>, my gag relax will disappear?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sighs. <span class="susan"><b>"It's not about belief, it's about knowledge. You know what..."</b></span> She grabs your laptop from your desk and places it in front of you. <span class="susan"><b>"You lack inspiration, $femname. That's your problem. Let me help. Watch these videos, and you'll never gag again."</b></span> [[The videos begin.->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck gag 3]] <<else>><span class="susan"><b>"Alright, but prepare to get bored."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Bored?"</b></span> As if to make a point, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pulls out her glasses. <img src="Images/Susan/susan20.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"First things first - nothing beats practice. How do you get good at head? You give head, dummy. Dildos are great but you've got to use the real thing eventually, so you can watch a guy's reactions."</b></span> You nod along. You almost wish you were taking notes. <span class="pink"><b>"Practice. Right."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Second - your gag reflex is a reflex. Like, a muscle. You can't get rid of it, but you can desensitize it."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"How?"</b></span> She raises a finger. <span class="susan"><b>"Patience, young padawan."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Nerd."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sticks out her tongue. <span class="susan"><b>"I know a few tricks. First, make a fist and squeeze tight - like this."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/fist.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Clench until it nearly hurts. That will distract your mind from your gag reflex. Squeezing your thumb helps too."</b></span> For some reason, you were expecting <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to whip you until you lost your gag reflex, or maybe she would shove her arm down your throat. This all seems much more pleasant and actually useful. <span class="susan"><b>"Next, toothbrush."</b></span> [[Toothbrush?->Susan Date Chastity 2 open gag 3]]<</if>>
<span class="susan"><b>"You've got to get the roof of your mouth used to sensation. I find toothbrushes work best."</b></span> Unsure what she means, you run to the washroom and return with your favorite toothbrush. <span class="susan"><b>"Perfect."</b></span> She places its bristles against her tongue and begins to softly brush. Then she pushes the brush a little further into her mouth, brushing along her tongue and the roof of her mouth. On and on she goes until she's tickling the very back of her throat. <span class="susan"><b>"Tada! No reflex."</b></span> She hands you back the toothbrush. <span class="susan"><b>"Go as far back as you can, brush, gag, take a breather, and then brush again. You'll find you can hit the back of your mouth in no time. Come on, let's see your moves."</b></span> After leading you to the washroom, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> attaches your toothbrush to the mirror and steps aside. Seeing what she wants, you sigh and lean forwards. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/toothbrush.mp4"></video> Careful not to evoke your gag reflex, you slowly work the tickling brush along your tongue and the roof of your mouth, getting kind of into it as you do. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is enjoying the show. <img src="Images/Susan/rubbing.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Not bad?"</b></span> you ask, spitting out the toothbrush. <span class="susan"><b>"I can't wait to see you do it to the real thing."</b></span> she answers, pulling her hand away from her panties. <span class="susan"><b>"Now, I need to get going."</b></span> [[See her out->Susan Date Chastity 2 open gag 4]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $susangag = 1>>
You walk <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to the door, feeling a lot more confident in your blowjob abilities after tonight's lesson. <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"So,"</b></span> you say, before <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leaves. <span class="pink"><b>"When we first met, did you watch sexy videos to get yourself into the 'no gagging' mindset?"</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"So,"</b></span> you say, before <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leaves. <span class="pink"><b>"Every time you blew me, you had your left hand in a fist?"</b></span><</if>> <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> laughs. <span class="susan"><b>"For your little white clitty? Never. Only for the real thing. Only for big black dick - like every time I blow Olivier. Or when he invites friends from out of town and they take turns with my throat."</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives you a look of pity. <span class="susan"><b>"For your little guy? I was never worried about gagging. Some men aren't born to be great lovers."</b></span> She leans close and whispers in your ear. <span class="susan"><b>"Some men aren't born to be men at all."</b></span><</if>> And then she heads out. For some reason, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> making fun of your small penis just turns you on. It's like you've completely accepted the fact that you could never be a big, strong, masculine guy. <span class="pink"><i>I... actually like my small, effeminate penis. It suits me. A girl like me shouldn't have a big cock.</i></span> <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="pink"><i>That's for black guys - alphas like <b>Olivier</b></i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>That's for guys like <b>Todd.</b></i></span><</if>> You check on your chastity cage, affirming that your dick is small, soft, and snug in its prison. <span class="pink"><i>Right where it belongs.</i></span> <img src="Images/Susan/chastitycheck.gif" width=300 /> [[Bedtime!->Getting Ready For Sleep]]
<span class="todd"><b>"Wait..."</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, confused. <span class="todd"><b><i>"What?"</i></b></span> You lower your voice to a whisper. <span class="pink"><b>"Susan needs cock, and I need a guy I can trust to give it to her."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs, then shakes his head. <span class="todd"><b>"No way. Too weird."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I've got it all planned out,"</b></span> you explain, again taking <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hand and leading him to a private room. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm going to blindflind her, and then you'll come into the room. You'll be silent the whole time, so she won't know who you are."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/blindfold.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b><i>"Woah..."</i> Todd's</b></span> clearly intrigued. <span class="todd"><b>"So I'm, like, not even Todd. I'm just the mystery cock."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Exactly-"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"-So I'm like a superhero... but my superpower is my penis."</b></span> You sigh. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, your cock is a superpower. Are you in?"</b></span> He puffs up his chest. <span class="todd"><b>"The mystery cock is in. And I've always wanted to bang Susan. No offense."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"None taken."</b></span> Then <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> reaches around and grasps your booty shorts, giving him a good look at your ass. <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit5.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"So, what's my reward?"</b></span> [[Give Todd his reward->Session with Todd Chastity Todd 2]] <<set $toddsusanstatus = 1>>
<span class="pink"><b>"A rubdown sounds great,"</b></span> you say, taking <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hand. <span class="pink"><b>"But today you can't hold back."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Hold back?" Todd</b></span> asks, before switching to his best Dragon Ball Z impression. <span class="todd"><b>"You're asking for me show my <i>true power!?</i>"</b></span> Seeing as no one's looking directly at you, you sneak a hand down <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> pants at the same time you whisper in his ear. <span class="pink"><b>"I want you to break my gag reflex. I want your big, hard cock to overpower it, so I never gag again."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock8.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Well.."</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> blushing as his dick gets hard. <span class="todd"><b>"No time to waste, then!"</b></span> [[Follow Todd into a quiet room->Session with Todd Chastity gag 2]]
The moment you're in a quiet room with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, you jump on top of him and start to wildly make out. <img src="Images/Gym/toddkiss2.gif" width=400 /> Then he pulls you off of him, and starts grabbing at your clothes. <span class="todd"><b>"Naked. Now."</b></span> As you pull off your bra, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> slips off your booty shorts and panties. Soon you're in nothing but your chastity cage. <img src="Images/Gym/strip1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hard dick is bobbing in front of you, just waiting to be sucked. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock9.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"You ready?"</b></span> he asks, his eyes burning with lust. As your mouth fills with saliva, you find yourself nodding your head. [[Break your gag reflex->Session with Todd Chastity gag 3]] <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">>
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> starts by taking hold of the back of your head and forcing your lips against his cock. You breathe in his musky, masculine scent as your tongue laps up the delicious taste of his dick. It's a mix of skin, salt, sweat, and precum, and it drives you absolutely wild. <img src="Images/Gym/blowjob2.gif" width=400 /> Once you're comfortable at that level, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pushes you down onto your back and starts slowly ramming his cock into your mouth, pushing maybe half it's length past your lips. <img src="Images/Gym/blowjob3.gif" width=400 /> You're just about at your limit. You love how submissive you feel, with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> effortlessly keeping your pinned to your back while his big, girthy man-cock treats your throat like a fucksleeve. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmmph.... <i>mmmmmmmmph</i>..."</b></span> you gurgle out, your mouth too filled with dick to say anything else. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> takes that as a signal to step it up a notch. Grabbing onto the back of your head, he forces the entire length of his cock down into your throat. There's resistance. You gag as he pushes past it. Tears well in your eyes as you struggle to breathe. Still he forces every inch of it past your lips, until your tongue makes contact with his large, heavy testicles. <img src="Images/Gym/blowjob4.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Good job, babe. You're amazing" Todd</b></span> says, finally pulling his cock out of your abused throat. You take a deep breath before slumping over, coughing out saliva. <span class="pink"><b>"Are we... are we done?"</b></span> He smiles with hunger. <span class="todd"><b>"Not yet. Get on top of me."</b></span> [[Do what he says->Session with Todd Chastity gag 4]]
You do as he asks, climbing on top of him so that your chests at touching, your chastity cage is dangling against his neck, and your mouth is situated right above his thick cock. <span class="todd"><b>"Now I've got to be rough, $femname." Todd</b></span> explains, stroking your ass lovingly. <span class="todd"><b>"I've got to fuck the reflex out of you."</b> Todd</span> And the next moment, he does exactly that. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Gym/blowjobvideo.webm"></video> His strong hands holding you in place, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> proceeds to fuck your throat like his life depended on it. The room is filled with the lewd noises of his cock hitting your gag reflex over and over again, while you slurp up your saliva and find a submissive pleasure in getting abused like a toy. Not to mention, your ass and clitty are right against <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> face, and he rewards your good behavior by clutching your balls now and then, and <<if $toy neq "nude">>playing with your buttplug<<else>>jamming his thumb up your boypussy<</if>>. Eventually, he reaches his limit. Sliding off his body, you get ready for him to blow his load. <img src="Images/Gym/blowjob5.gif" width=400 /> Eating <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cum is second nature to you, now. You gobble it up, finding it tastes familiar. Of all the cum you've tasted, <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> is by far the best. Afterwards, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> combs your hair, and asks if you're alright. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm okay..."</b></span> you answer, though your throat hurts and your voice is a raspy as a result. <span class="pink"><b>"Just need a cup of tea, and maybe a shower."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> leans over, kisses you deeply on the lips, and then heads off. [[Hit the locker room->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $toddgag = 1>>
You take off your clothes with care, just before <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> blinded eyes. With tentative fingers, she helps you along, brushing against your skin and daintily pulling at your panties. Soon, you're both naked. It isn't long before your lips find hers. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd2.gif" width=350 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Fuck, I'm so turned on." Susan</b></span> mutters. <span class="susan"><b>"This was such a good idea." Susan</b></span> You pull back, your heart hammering against your ribs, your cock pressing against your chastity cage. <span class="pink"><b>"Babe, it hasn't even begun."</b></span> There's a knock at the door. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> jumps up and nearly grabs her blindfold, but you pin her wrists to the bed with your own grip. Feminine as you are, you can still overpower <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> quite easily. <span class="pink"><b>"Trust me."</b></span> you say into her ear, before calling out. <span class="pink"><b>"Come on in..."</b></span> The door creaks open, then falls shut. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> stares at the two of you, naturally a bit astounded. <span class="pink"><i>Too shocked for words, I hope...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Susan, a very trustworthy and <i>discrete</i> young man is joining us tonight."</b></span> As you speak, you keep your eyes on <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. His gaze jumps between your face and <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> pussy, which you're putting on full on display for him. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd4.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I told him how much my girlfriend needed to get fucked by a big, hard cock."</b></span> Those words are enough to make <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shiver in your grip. <span class="pink"><b>"He's not leaving until he gets what he wants."</b></span> You wave <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> over. <span class="pink"><b>"He's going to touch you, now. Okay?"</b></span> The only sound in the room is the stomp of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> footsteps. Still firmly in your grip, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives a tepid nod. [[Todd reaches out.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open todd 3]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $time = "Night">>
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> reaches out, but instead of touching <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, his hand takes your chin. <span class="todd"><b>"You're okay with this?"</b></span> he whispers, uncertain. When you nod, his lips meet yours. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd6.gif" width=350 /> After a brief, passionate kiss, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> moves around the bed to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> dragging one finger against her bare skin as he does. Once he arrives at her face, he traces that finger down to her mouth, and gently opens her lips. She complies, clearly anxious and immensely turned on. Next, while keeping his eyes locked on you, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> leans down and kisses <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd7.gif" width=450 /> The strangest sort of jealously hits you, then. You can't make sense of it. Are you jealous that a man is kissing <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, or that a woman is kissing <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>? Two very different parts of your life have collided in the most erotic way possible. The result is an intense flood of emotion - guilt, desire, longing, and more all burn inside of you. Eventually, desire wins. As <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> make out above you, your tongue falls between <span class="susan"><b>Susan's parted legs.</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd8.gif" width=450 /> Trapped between <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> lips and your own, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> can do nothing but squirm in ecstasy, her soft moans filling the apartment. You can tell her trepidation is fading in favor of lust, as her hands begin to paw at <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> crotch. He looks at you, again uncertain. [[You nod your head.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open todd 4]]
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> whips off his pants, and soon his girthy cock is at attention, facing the still-blindfolded <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. She gasps as she touches it. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd9.gif" width=350 /> <span class="susan"><b>"So big..."</b></span> she whispers, just barely brushing it with the ends of her fingers. <span class="susan"><b>"You must be black."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> screws up his face and gives you a look, mouthing <span class="todd"><i>'what the fuck?'</i></span> You fight the urge to laugh. <span class="pink"><b>"Our guest is white as vanilla pudding, actually."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> takes <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock in both her hands. <span class="susan"><b>"Wow. Olivier was wrong about <i>everything</i>."</b></span> You mouth to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, <span class="pink"><i>'don't ask.'</i></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leans forwards, her mouth almost on <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock. <span class="susan"><b>"You're the best, $femname,"</b></span> she says, before taking the head past her lips. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd3.gif" width=350 /> The moment she starts sucking <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock, you return to her pussy, teasing her relentlessly, getting her ready for the next step. You and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> keep casting lastful glances at each other, with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> between you. You can only wonder what he wants to say, while your girlfriend sucks his cock. Soon enough, you pull back your mouth and slap <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> ass. <span class="pink"><b>"Enough foreplay."</b></span> [[Time for Susan to get fucked.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open todd 5]]
Thoroughly into it at this point and burning with desire, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> no longer bothers to ask your permission. He roughly spins <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> around so her chest is against the bed and her ass is sticking up, then he presses his penis against her pussy. With one slow, deliberate thrust, he pushes his thick cock deep inside of her. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd11.gif" width=350 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gasps as inch after inch of dick slides into her cunt. When he at last bottoms out, she moans. <span class="susan"><b>"Fuck me, <i>please!</i>"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> proceeds to roughly fuck your girlfriend from behind. It's clear there's no love to the endeavour, it's just a hard fucking - and that makes it hot in its own way. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd10.gif" width=350 /> You watch, mesmerized, fondling your chastity cage all the while. A man and a woman, joined by primal desire. Again a storm of emotion strikes you. <span class="pink"><i>All my life I pretended to be like him, but I was an imposter. I'm not a guy. I never was.</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> starts to grunt with each deep thrust into your girlfriend's soaking wet pussy. <span class="pink"><i>That's a male in action. I couldn't hope to compete.</i></span> Your gaze drifts to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, as she moans in response to <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> massive cock. <span class="pink"><i>I'm so much more like her. I want what she has...</i></span> You stare at her dripping pussy, entranced by how it perfectly swallows <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> dick. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd12.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>... but I don't have a vagina. I can't be her, either. So where does that leave me?</i></span> Just as melancholy seeps into your heart, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> reaches out and takes a hold of your arm. Pulling you towards him, he slings you over <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> back, so you're sitting on her ass and facing <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> directly. <span class="pink"><b>"What are you-"</b></span> [[He kisses you.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open todd 6]]
<span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> kisses are urgent and forceful. As his tongue entwines with yours, his hands roughly explore your body, squeezing your back and mauling your breasts. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd13.gif" width=350 /> As he kisses you, he jams his cock into <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> pussy. You can feel the force of it shake your ass and rattle your chastity cage with every thrust. Glancing down, you watch his dick enter your girlfriend just beneath your tiny, hairless balls. Your heart races. From this perspective, you can't see <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> pussy - you just see <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock disappear beneath your locked up penis, over and over again. It <i>looks</i> like he's fucking you. It <i>feels</i> like he's fucking you! You look up and see he's staring at you, his eyes full of lust and affection. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Oooh..."</i></b></span> you moan, pressing your chin against his shoulder and holding onto his chiseled back for support. <span class="pink"><b><i>"I can feel it, Todd. I can feel it inside of me."</i></b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"This is what I want,"</b></span> he whispers, his voice trembling. <span class="todd"><b>"To have you, just like this. To fill you, just like this."</b></span> <i>Thump, thump, thump,</i> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock slides into your needy pussy. Your legs wrap around his waist. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Fuuuuck... don't stop fucking me..."</i></b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"I'm going to cum."</b></span> He hisses. Louder. Urgent. <span class="todd"><b>"I'm going to cum inside of you. I want to make you pregnant."</b></span> Those words - insane as they might be - send you over the edge. You feel a steady stream of cum leak out of your chastity cage. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Yesss... give me your seed, Todd. Give your cum. I want to have your babies! Yesss!!!"</i></b></span> [[Todd goes rigid.->Susan Date Chastity 2 open todd 7]]
You're so connected to the moment, you can feel each contraction of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> weighty testicles. Each pulse as his body pumps a load of semen into your girlfriend's pussy. His orgasm seems to last a long time. Eventually, he slides out of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd14.gif" width=350 /> Sweating and drained, you slide off of her too, and tumble off of the bed. For a time, the only sounds are the three of you, all catching your breaths. Then <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> says, <span class="susan"><b>"Wait... $femname, did you say 'Todd'?"</b></span> Your eyes shoot open. You and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> share a panicked look. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck - did I say his name in the heat of the moment?</i></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> tears off her blindfold and glances behind her at the man she just fucked. <span class="susan"><b>"Holy shit - hi Todd!"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives her his most effacing smile. <span class="todd"><b>"Susey T - it's been too long."</b></span> A quiet, awkward moment follows. Her eyes drift to his massive penis, still quite sizable when flaccid. <span class="susan"><b>"Nice cock."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Nice..."</b></span> He gestures at her body. <span class="todd"><b>"Everything."</b></span> She looks back at you. <span class="susan"><b>"Are you two...?"</b></span> You blush dark crimson. <span class="pink"><b>"No! We're just... um..."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"... exploring uncharted territory." Todd</b></span> says, finishing for you. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> stares you down a moment longer before muttering, <span class="susan"><b>"Well, this is certainly uncharted territory."</b></span> She wipes at her cum soaked pussy lips. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd15.gif" width=350 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I should... go home and shower."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, me too."</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> snatching at his discarded clothes. And after two incredibly awkward minutes, they're both out of your apartment. You slump down on your bed, taking it all in. [[What just happened?->Susan Date Chastity 2 open todd 8]]
After pulling your panties back on, you drop onto your bed, thinking the night through. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd16.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>As far as first threesome goes, it was pretty hot. I think I learned a lot and I can do better next time. I've got to make sure no one becomes the third wheel - especially not me.</i></span> You think back to when <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pulled you on top of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="pink"><i>We said some... interesting things right before we both climaxed.</i></span> Of course, you can't <i>actually</i> have <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> babies. But in that moment, it didn't feel absurd or impossible. And you wanted it. And he did too. <span class="pink"><i>I wonder how this night will affect my relationship with <b>todd</b> and with <b>Susan</b>. I actually feel closer to both of them.</i></span> Just then, you get two texts. The first is from <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe - that was fun! Susey's got a rocking bod. If she's down, let do this again. And next time, let's put YOU in the blindfold or something. That'd be SWEET! LOL."</b></span> The second is from <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="susan"><b>"Hey, babe. I thought it over and it actually makes a lot of sense that you and Todd have been... you know. He's, like, your best friend. I can think of no better guy for you to explore this side of your sexuality with. You have my love and support - always."</b></span> Then a third text hits you. Also from <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="susan"><b>"Also - WOW THAT DICK. Todd's kind of a catch? When did this happen!?!? Maybe we should do things with him more often. Love ya! Sweet dreams xoxoxoxoxoxoxo."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Huh..."</b></span> you mutter, feeling sleepy and content. <span class="pink"><b>"What a night."</b></span> [[It's definitely bedtime.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $toddsusanstatus = 2>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pulls an object from her bag - it's another chastity cage! <img src="Images/Susan/chastityhold.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You've got to be kidding me."</b></span> She laughs. <span class="susan"><b>"Olivier's orders! He can't stand the idea of a white boy having an erection near me - even a sissy like you."</b></span> She pauses. <span class="susan"><b>"I love how you just nod along when I call you a sissy, you know."</b></span> You didn't even realize you were nodding. Heat rises to your cheeks. <span class="pink"><b>"I... I am a sissy."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> bites her lip, obviously turned on by what you admitted. <span class="susan"><b>"And what else?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"... a cuckold. I get off on my girlfriend fucking other guys."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Mmmm..."</b></span> says <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, reaching down and rubbing your cage. <img src="Images/Susan/chastitycheck2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="susan"><b>"You're such a good sissy. I'm so glad Olivier is letting me keep you around!"</b></span> You nearly jump up for joy. <span class="pink"><b>"He is?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"The problem is," Susan</b></span> explains, pulling out a strand of black lace from her bag, <span class="susan"><b>"him and his colleagues liked your videos so much, they want more. And this time, you have to wear this."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> That's not a strand of black lace - it's lingerie! [[Susan gets her phone's video camera ready.->Susan Date Chastity cuck 3]]
You know you should feel humiliated, but humilation and arousal seem inexplicably intertwined, of late. It's all you can do to stop your clitty from leaking precum as you slip on the scandalous lingerie that <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> bought you. <span class="susan"><b>"Oh my God, you look <i>perfect,</i>" Susan</b></span> whispers, watching you from behind her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"Give me a nice shot of you pulling up the thong."</b></span> You comply without a word, without a moment's hesitation. This is your place, and you've come to terms with it. You're not a man - you're an object of pleasure for your girlfriend and her boyfriends. And that's okay. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/strip6.mp4"></video> <span class="susan"><b>"Delicious. Now play with your booty. Olivier and his colleagues love that."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Like this?"</b></span> <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/strip5.mp4"></video> <span class="susan"><b>"Perfect!" Susan</b></span> says. Glancing back, you see she has one hand rubbing her crotch, beneath her skirt but over her panties. <span class="susan"><b>"Now show them how you locked up your pathetic white boi cock." Susan</b></span> [[Do as she says->Susan Date Chastity cuck 4]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "scandalous black bra">> <<set $underwear = "scandalous black lingerie">> <<set $time = "Night">>
Leaning over your bed, you pull down your lacy black thong to reveal your small, pink cage sticking out from between your legs. <img src="Images/Susan/chastityshow.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"$femname, why is your dick locked up?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Because a Russian mob boss doesn't want me to get an erection while I give out handjobs at the Cauldron.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Because white boys like me don't deserve to have sex with women."</b></span> Looking back, you see <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> flipped the phone over and is speaking directly to it. <span class="susan"><b>"$femname is the future of white men. Once the Radical Equality Project is complete, you'll never have to worry about men like him again - and you'll have even more holes to fill."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Radical Equality Project? What is she talking about</i></span> But before you can ask, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is upon you, her tongue between your teeth. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss5.gif" width=400 /> [[Bliss->Susan Date Chastity cuck 5]]
And for a moment, everything feels back to the way it used to. No feminine outfits. No not-so-secret lovers. Nothing but you and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> together. Only... it's <i>more</i> than that. Her kisses feel deeper, more genuine than before. Her big, strong black lovers might give her many things, but you can tell the intimacy between you two is unique. In fact, it's <i>strengthened</i> by the bond you share. A bond built of shared servitude to alpha males. <span class="pink"><b>"You know I love you, right?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"I love you too, $femname." Susan</b></span> says, pulling back and giving you a long, serious stare. <span class="susan"><b>"Our love is the future of love between white men and women. I'm so happy I get to share the future with you."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm just happy to have this moment with you."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss1.jpg" width=400 /> Once <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leaves for the night, you find yourself staring outside at the moonlit sky, wondering where your relationship will take you next. [[Eventually, you go to bed.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $susancuckstatus = 2>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>>
You plop onto the bed beside <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Maybe you could..."</b></span> You can't help but blush. <span class="pink"><b>"... you know, tell me what you've been up to."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lights up at your suggestion. <span class="susan"><b>"You want to hear about all the black men I've been with?"</b></span> Beneath your ribs, your heart races. <span class="pink"><b>"Yes, Susan."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"You want to hear about how your sweet little girlfriend is a slut for black cock?"</b></span> Those words are enough to have your puny dick press against your chastity cage. <span class="pink"><b>"Yes... please."</b></span> <<set $cuckstoryset = [1, 2]>>\ \ <<set $cuckstorychoice = $cuckstoryset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $cuckstorychoice eq 1>> \ <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sighs. <span class="susan"><b>"This week was boring. Olivier and his friends were busy with the Radical Equality Project all week. I sent them so many slutty selfies, but no one would visit me."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanwet1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"When I complained to Olivier that my wet pussy needed some black attention, he scolded me for being inpatient. He was right, of course."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"So what did you do?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh I have my ways. Here, I'll show you what I've done to my bedroom."</b></span> Pulling out her phone, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> plays you a video. On it, you can see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> vigorously humping a thick black dildo while she watches interracial porn. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/susansolo3.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><b>"Woah..."</b></span> you say, as arousal floods your veins. <span class="pink"><b>"Did your parents hear you?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Of course! I'm trying to get my mother to hear me and listen to everything I'm trying to teach her. She still has a few more fertile years. She should be spending every evening with a thick black cock deep inside of her."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You're joking!"</b></span> The look <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives you suggests she is definitely not joking. <span class="susan"><b>"I'd love to have a little black sibling - and can you imagine me and mom, both pregnant with black babies at the same time? Ugh, I wish she'd take some initiative and follow in my footsteps. Maybe someday."</b></span> <</if>> <<if $cuckstorychoice eq 2>> \ <span class="susan"><b>"I had <i>such</i> a great week!" Susan</b></span> exclaims before shivering at the memory of it. <span class="susan"><b>"So much progress. So much <i>service</i>."</b></span> You can only imagine what she means. <span class="pink"><b>"What happened?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"A guest lecturer came to our Social Justice class - a colleague of Olivier's from France. He spoke so eloquently about the moral necessity of sexual reparations. I wish you could have heard it."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>...That doesn't sound like a real lecture.</i></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Anyway, Olivier asked me to stay behind after class. As a gift to his colleague, Olivier offered him my guilty white mouth for him to use as he pleased."</b></span> Immediately, your mind is filled with the image of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> on her knees, servicing a massive black penis. The thought makes you feel effeminate and weak, which in turn sends a flush of arousal thorugh you. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblackbj4.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh! He recorded it all on video - let me show you."</b></span> The next moment, you're watching the video recorded by the French lecturer. Sure enough, your girlfriend is sucking down his cock with a guilty expression on her face while he yells at her in French. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblackbj5.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Wow... that's hot."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Isn't it?" Susan</b></span> says with a grin. <span class="susan"><b>"He's going to bring that video back to France, so they can see how well Olivier's plans for this country are progressing. I'm so excited!!!"</b></span> <</if>>\ As the night continues, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lets you watch interracial porn while she teases your cock beneath your chastity cage. By the time she gets ready to leave, your balls are heavy and nearly blue, but you haven't had any release. [[Walk her out->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck tease 2]] <<set $time = "Night">>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shuts off the lights. The only thing you can see is the video. It seems to take up your entire field of view. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbjpractice4.gif" width=400 /> Two young white women, both equally eager to suck a massive, veiny black cock. <span class="susan"><b>"See how much they love it? See how much they enjoy sucking it? <i>This is your purpose.</i>"</b></span> The way she says those last few words makes your whole body shiver. Your mind seems to hum. The first video is followed by a second. The room is filled with the slurps and appreciative gurgles of a small white woman as she devotes her self to sucking a massive black cock. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbjpractice5.gif" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Your lips were made for black cock, just like hers. See how they fit perfectly around that penis? <i>This is your purpose.</i>"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>This is my purpose.</i></span> The videos begin to blend together. You're not sure when one begins and the other ends. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbjpractice6.gif" width=400 /> And then suddenly the videos are over, and the lights go back on. There's now a black dildo hanging on the mirror. Your mouth waters. [[You feel yourself crawling towards it.->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck gag 4]]
After reaching the cock and giving it long, loving kisses, you find yourself sliding along it. with your saliva, it goes, deeper. Deeper. Deeper. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbjpractice1.gif" width=400 /> There's no gag. There's no reflex at all. It bottoms out, midway through your throat. <span class="pink"><i>Cock can't make me gag. This is my... purpose?</i></span> Still partly entranced from the videos, you begin to test your limits. Back and forth, in and out, you run the fake cock through your mouth. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbjpractice2.gif" width=400 /> Still no gag reflex. Pleased with yourself, you give the cock everything you got, trying in vain to force it to cum and unleash a hot, salty load down your eager throat. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbjpractice3.gif" width=400 /> Eventually, you give up, sliding the cock out of your mouth and dropping to the ground. As you catch your breath, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> rubs your back. <span class="susan"><b>"See. It's all about mindset."</b></span> [[She's definitely onto something!->Susan Date Chastity 2 open gag 4]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $susangag = 1>>
<span class="pink"><b>"There's a girl at the gym. Her name's Olivia."</b></span> A sparkle shines in <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> stare. <span class="susan"><b>"And what why would a sissy even be thinking about a woman?"</b></span> You shake your head, pull out your phone, and show her a photo of <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"She's got a crush on Cade, the new quarterback."</b></span> Now there's real interest in the way <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> looks at you. <span class="susan"><b>"I know Cade. So, you're saying..."</b></span> You can't help but smirk. <span class="pink"><b>"... Maybe we could... do what Olivier did to you, but to her."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Olivier did nothing but help me realize my biological role as a white woman - to carry the best seed possible, to make the strongest, healthiest babies. Every white woman secretly desires black cock in her pussy and black semen inside her womb - most are just too oppressed to know it."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/interracial1.jpg" width=350 /> While you're totally into being cucked by <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and her black lovers, you still don't get her 'biological role' talk. But if it gets her off, you don't mind. <span class="pink"><b>"Right, of course. So, will you help me?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> takes another look at <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> on your phone. <span class="susan"><b>"I'll help you."</b></span> [[It's planning time.->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck olivia 2]]
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> hops onto your laptop and logs into her email. <img src="Images/Susan/laptopdate2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"The first thing I'll need is a hook. A reason - any reason - as to why Olivia needs to pay more attention to black men. If we can instill some guilt in her as well, that'd be best."</b></span> You think about your last conversation with <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Hmm... she mentioned that her parents don't let her date black guys."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nearly jumps up for joy. <span class="susan"><b>"$femname - that's perfect! I'll just switch to Olivier's account... and..."</b></span> You stand there, confused, as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> types away at your laptop. <span class="susan"><b>"Done!" Susan</b></span> says, turning the laptop back to you. <span class="susan"><b>"Read it and weep!"</b></span> [[Read the email->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck olivia 3]]
<img src="Images/Susan/laptopdate3.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="note"><b>To:</b> Olivia Applebaum, Third Year Kinesiology student. <b>From:</b> Professor Olivier Montnoir, Head of the Department of Social Justice <b>Subject:</b> Academic Probation on Equity Grounds Ms. Applebaum, this letter is to inform you of the disturbing news I have heard from various sources at the gym where you are employed, and of the action I have been forced to take as a result. Multiple women have overheard you state, with a tone of 'condescension and white superiority,' your abject refusal to date people of colour, specifically black men. Racism is no longer tolerated on this campus. You have created an unsafe environment for black and minority students, and after a long discussion, a delegation of professors - myself at its head - nearly had you expelled. Instead, we are placing you on academic probation for the year. During the remainder of the school year, you are to reflect on your actions, words, thoughts, and beliefs. An examplary student - $femname Finch - has been assigned as your Equity Ambassador. She will assist you on your journey to become a better human being. If she informs me that you are not taking this chance for change to heart, you will be expelled. It is my sincere hope that this is my last email to you. Perhaps we will one day meet in person, and you will treat me in a way befitting the future of humanity. Sincerely, Professor Olivier Montnoir</span> [[Return->Susan Date Chastity 2 cuck olivia 4]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Wow... this will definitely rock her world."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods. <span class="susan"><b>"That's the point. This email will force Olivia to re-examine her beliefs. That doubt, that fear she'll experience - you need to exploit it. Show her the desires she's been oppressing. Nature will take care of the rest."</b></span> Your mind jumps back to that video of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sucking <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> cock. You can't help but wonder if <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> will be just like your girlfriend, someday. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblackbj1.jpg" width=400 /> With the next stage of your plot agreed to, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets ready to leave for the night. At the doorway, she adds, <span class="susan"><b>"Don't move too quickly, sissy girl. One step at a time. This will be a big adjustment for Olivia, but in the end, I bet she'll thank you."</b></span> Once <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leaves, you hop on your laptop and think through how to begin <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> transformation. <span class="pink"><b>"Her parents are afraid of interracial couples... maybe I'll start there..."</b></span> After an hour of work, you decide to call it a night. You can't wait to speak to <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> the next time you go to the gym! [[Go to bed.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $oliviaquest = 2>> <<set $time = "Night">>
<<if $susancuckstatus eq 2>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pauses at the doorway. She seems nearly nervous. <span class="susan"><b>"Olivier's been patient with me - he wants to make sure I'm fully ready, but I know it's coming soon."</b></span> At your confused look, she adds: <span class="susan"><b>"My virginity."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"But... you're not a virgin."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Ugh, white dick doesn't count. I mean my pussy's virginity to a real penis. The kind designed to implant its seed into my womb."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> You can't imagine <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> actually getting fucked by a big, burly black guy like <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> or his colleagues. She'd break in half. <span class="pink"><b>"When?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"I'm not sure, but soon. And... and when it happens. I want you to be there. I need your support and your blessing."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"My blessing?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smiles sweetly. <span class="susan"><b>"Just like a father giving away his daughter at a wedding, I want my last white boyfriend - my cute little sissy beta - to hand me off to my future beneath black men. It would really mean a lot."</b></span> It sounds insane, but you can't help but admit that watching your girlfriend be 'deflowered' by a big black cock would be sexy as hell. <span class="pink"><b>"Of course I'll be there."</b></span> <<else>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pauses at the doorway. <span class="susan"><b>"No word from Olivier yet on when my virginity will be taken. I think he wants it to be a formal event - almost like a ceremony."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm looking forward to it."</b></span> you say, surprised by the words in your mouth. <span class="pink"><b>"I can't wait to see you have sex with a real alpha male."</b></span> <</if>>\ <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> leans in and you share a brief, intimate kiss. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss4.gif" width=450 /> And then she heads home. [[Time for bed!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $susancuckstatus = 3>>
This Saturday, you have plans to jog with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. After a good fifteen minutes of warming up, you've jogged over to your meeting place on campus. It's one of the most commonly used jogging trails. <img src="Images/University/campus joggingpath.jpg" width=400 /> Only, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is nowhere to be seen. <b>"Weird,"</b> you mutter, looking around. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is usually punctual. She's kind of anal that way. After waiting for ten minutes, you whip out your phone and decide to text her. <span class="note"><b>"Where are you?"</b></span> you text, sending it off the next moment. No reply. After another ten minutes, you decide to call her. It rings for what seems like an eternity before you hang up, more than a bit frustrated. That's when you get a message on your phone. [[See who it is->Susan Jog Cuck 3 2]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susanjog = 3>>
This Saturday, you have plans to jog with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. After a good fifteen minutes of warming up, you've jogged over to your meeting place on campus. It's one of the most commonly used jogging trails. <img src="Images/University/campus joggingpath.jpg" width=400 /> You spot <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> maybe one hundred meters ahead of you. It seems like she's talking to a friend. A man. A tall, well-built one, actually. Suddenly feeling like an intruder, you slow down and hide behind a tree not too far from them. They seem awfully friendly. Maybe they know each other from class, or... Shivering, you remember the time <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> skipped out on your jogging date to suck a big black cock. <span class="pink"><i>Is it going to happen again? Should I do something?</i></span> No, you're not going to do anything. Strange as it may seem, few things are as pleasurable as watching your once-innocent, once-loyal girlfriend be seduced and taken by other men. [[Working a hand down to your own diminutive cock, you settle in to watch.->Susan Jog Cuck 4 2]] <<set $susanjog = 4>>
It's from a number you don't recognize. <span class="blue"><span class="note"><b>"Hey - you $playername? Susan's friend?"</b></span></span> Confused, you answer back. <span class="note"><b>"Yes. Her boyfriend. Who are you?"</b></span> A moment's pause before he replies. <span class="blue"><span class="note"><b>"Stop calling her. She's busy."</b></span></span> A sinking feeling hits your stomach. You know you gave <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> permission to see other guys - particularly <i>black guys</i> - but is she already with one? And did she choose him over your jogging date? <span class="note"><b>"We were supposed to go jogging."</b></span> Instead of a reply, the man sends you a Snipchat. You comically gasp, seeing it. <img src="Images/Susan/cucksnap1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, naked, her tits in her hands. Whoever took this photo is obviously with her. Despite yourself, your small, feminine penis immediately gets hard. <span class="pink"><i>Fuuuuuck...</i></span> Hiding your erection before a passer by notices it, you decide to quickly scamper home for a much needed jerk off session. Just as you arrive at your apartment, you get a second Snipchat- this one from <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <img src="Images/Susan/cucksnap2.jpg" width=400 /> A weak apology. Another man's cum, all over her mouth. You're not even mad. Wincing at your overwhelming urge to cum, you strip off your clothes and blow an embarassing load of semen onto the floor. Afterwards, you spend a minute just staring at the two images. <i>So this is our new relationship...</i> You can't wait to see what she'll do next. [[Hit the showers->Your Bedroom]]
It starts innocently enough. Two friends, talking on campus. But can already see the desire, lurking in his stare. Just from his look alone, you know this is a guy that gets what he wants. A true alpha male. And his stare is having an obvious effect on <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. Her hands figit with her hair. She laughs a bit too often, and a bit too loud. She's smiling so widely. Biting her lips, even. She's aroused. Judging by your small, embarassing erection, so are you. <span class="pink"><i>She never acted like this with me,</i></span> you think, and then the difference becomes obvious. <span class="pink"><i>It's pure biology. She's a fertile female. He's a male with optimal genes. Every part of her genetic code is screaming at her to fill her womb with his seed.</i></span> Looking at it that way, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is showing a remarkable amount of restraint. But then it happens. As she turns around, he makes his move. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/susanjog1.mp4"></video> His lips find her neck. She gasps at his touch. There's some token resistence, of course, even a sly look to make sure no one is around. Seeing that she's alone, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lets her resistence die and gives in to his touch. Not content to maul at her tits and ass, he turns her back around and plants his lips against her. She complies, surrendering to him, gasping as his thick fingers work their way into her panties. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/susanjog2.mp4"></video> Just when seems they might get naked right here in public, a lady and her dog turn the corner way up the jogging path. The man spots her and points her out to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. After fixing her dress, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> whispers something to him and he agrees. They leave together, holding hands. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, that was hot.</i></span> Glancing down, you realize you actually had a small orgasm while watching your girlfriend make out with a stranger. Your right hand is covered in cum. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog2.jpg" width=400 /> Realizing that if you are seen like this, you'll be arrested for voyeurism, you wipe your hand against a tree and then jog away from the path. You won't be having a jogging date with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, after all. She has other plans. [[Head home->Susan Jog Cuck 4 3]]
Just as you get home, you receive a text from <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="susan"><span class="note"><b>Hey babe, sorry I missed the jog. Ran into Jamal on campus and he needed me.</b></span></span> You smirk, and decide to feign ignorance. <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>Needed you for what? I'm out here looking for you.</b></span></span> She's blunt as ever. <span class="susan"><span class="note"><b>He needed my lips on his cock, obvs.</b></span></span> Just after sending you that message, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sends you a Snipchat. <img src="Images/Susan/cucksnap3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck, Susan's wild."</b></span> You text her back, <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>So hot! Love you - enjoy!!!</b></span></span>, then set down your phone and head to the showers. [[Hit the showers and get on with your day.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">>
This Saturday, you have plans to jog with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. After a good fifteen minutes of warming up, you've jogged over to your meeting place on campus. It's one of the most commonly used jogging trails. <img src="Images/University/campus joggingpath.jpg" width=400 /> You spot <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> immediately. <b>"Damn, <span class="susan">Susan</span>!</b>" you say, running up to her. <b>"Only you can make jogging look sexy!"</b> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> laughs, turning around and giving you a nice view of her perfect ass. <span class="susan"><b>"You like it?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog3.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"I love it. Ready to run?"</b> As her answer, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> breaks into a sprint, and you're forced to race after her, gasping and weezing the entire way through. Thankfully, she's not particularly in shape herself, so soon you both slow down to a walk, and stroll your way through campus. [[Then you spot someone.->Susan Jog Open 3 2]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susanjog = 3>>
This Saturday, you have plans to jog with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. After a good fifteen minutes of warming up, you've jogged over to your meeting place on campus. It's one of the most commonly used jogging trails. <img src="Images/University/campus joggingpath.jpg" width=400 /> You spot <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> immediately. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey babe"</b></span> you say, running up to her. <span class="pink"><b>"Looking cute as ever"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> laughs, turning around and giving you a nice view of her perfect ass. <span class="susan"><b>"That makes two of us."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog3.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"If you say so. Ready to run?"</b></span> As her answer, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> breaks into a sprint, and you're forced to race after her, gasping and weezing the entire way through. Thankfully, she's not particularly in shape herself, so soon you both slow down to a walk, and stroll your way through campus. [[Then she grabs your arm.->Susan Jog Open 4 2]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susanjog = 4>>
<span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> comments on him first. <span class="susan"><b>"Holy shit - check out that guy running by the lake. Is that Todd?"</b></span> It <i>is</i> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, and he is looking <i>gooooood</i>. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog4.gif" width=400 /> <b>"Yeah,"</b> you say, hoping that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't notice your knees going a bit weak. <b>"He's gotten really into fitness since he switched from med school to kinesiology."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"That's amazing. Your best friend is offically sexy as hell."</b></span> <b>"Yeah..."</b> The two of you watch in silence until <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> turns a corner and you can't see him anymore. <span class="susan"><b>"Well,"</b></span> says <span class="susan"><b>"I'm pretty much beat up. Want to call it a day here?"</b></span> <b>"Sure,"</b> you say, giving her ass a little slap. <b>"See you later, alligator."</b> <span class="susan"><b>"You're such a dork!"</b></span> she teases, before sticking out her tongue and heading home. You should probably do the same. [[Go home and hit the showers->Your Bedroom]]
<span class="pink"><b>"What's going on?"</b></span> you ask, the tiniest bit alarmed, as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> drags you to a secluded outdoor study area on campus, set between two buildings. <span class="susan"><b>"Shhh,"</b></span> she whispers, leading you to the center of the little sunlight spot. <span class="susan"><b>"Are we alone?"</b></span> You look around the study area. It is entirely empty. <span class="pink"><b>"Um, yeah. Why?"</b></span> In answer, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> tugs off her running shorts. Her panties quickly follow suit. <span class="susan"><b>"All this running's made me so horny,"</b></span> she says, reaching back and spreading her pussy lips. <span class="susan"><b>"I need some attention from the best girlfriend in the world."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog4.jpg" width=400 /> You sidle close, hoping to hide her rear-end from any curious eyes. <span class="pink"><b>"Babe! If we get caught we could get expelled!"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Then don't get caught,"</b></span> says <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, rubbing her pussy against your leg. This kind of exhibitionist behavior is bound to get you and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in trouble - if not today, then eventually. <span class="pink"><i>Should I put a stop to it, or encourage it?</i></span> [[Pull her shorts back on->Susan Jog Open 4 3 no]] [[Drop down to your knees and eat her out->Susan Jog Open 4 3 yes]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Babe,"</b></span> you say, pulling up her panties, <span class="pink"><b>"this is crazy. I can get you off at home."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lets you pull up her shorts, but sulks all the same. <span class="susan"><b>"Why can't you be adventurous?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Because I've got enough on my plate already, what with crossdressing to save my father!</i></span> - is what you almost say. Instead, you weakly offer, <span class="pink"><b>"You bring the adventure, I bring the caution. Ying and yang, I guess."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"I guess"</b></span> she says, rather glumly. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm going to go home. See you later."</b></span> And without waiting for a goodbye, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> heads out. You know she's upset, but at least you stopped her interest in exhibitionism right at its start. Who knows how wild she could have gotten! [[Go home and hit the showers.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $susanexhibitionist = 0>>
Too entranced by your girlfriend's beauty to refuse her, you drop to your knees and set your tongue against the plump lips of her pussy. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Mmmmm..."</i></b></span> you moan, digging in. She's nice and sweaty for her run, and her scent is as rich as it is intoxicating. Sweat and vaginal juices drip down your lips and you playfully explore between her legs. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Oh fuck..." Susan</b></span> whispers, combing your hair as you eat her out. <span class="susan"><b>"This is so fucking <i>hot</i>. Every time I think about someone seeing me like this... I - I - <i>OHH!!</i>"</b></span> She climaxes hard against your tongue. After a good ten seconds of lapping up all her girlcum, you help her put her clothes back on. Glancing around, it seems like no one was around to see anything. <span class="pink"><b>"That was stupid,"</b></span> you say, though you're immensely turn on. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck - I've never done something like that before!</i></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Yes," Susan</b></span> says, a bit more rational now that her orgasm is over. <span class="susan"><b>"It was stupid... but so fucking hot."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"We're never doing it again."</b></span> She gives you a teasing look. <span class="susan"><b>"Never say never! There's no harm in a bit of adventure!"</b></span> After saying goodbye, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> heads out. You've definitely kick started her interest in exhibitionism. <span class="pink"><b>"This is not going to end well.."</b></span> Still, you can't help but admit that you're looking forward to seeing what happens next. [[Go home and hit the showers.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $susanexhibitionist = 1>>
<span class="pink"><b>"We'll start off simple,"</b></span> you say, pulling a stack of pictures from your bag. <span class="pink"><b>"I call this first step, <i>normalization.</i>"</b></span> You hand her the first photo. <span class="pink"><b>"What do you see?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Um... a couple."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What kind of couple?"</b></span> You can see <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> thoughts play upon her face. She desperately wants to avoid noting anything to do with race. <span class="mom"><b>"... A happy couple."</b></span> You sigh. <span class="pink"><b>"You didn't notice that the man in the couple is black, and the woman is white?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"No - I don't see race!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Olivia... <i>that's</i> racist. You need to see race because it is real, and it matters. Really, it should be celebrated. <i>This,</i>"</b></span> You point at the couple in the photo, <span class="pink"><b>"should be celebrated."</b></span> [[Move on to the next photo->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 3]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Alright, let's try another one."</b></span> You hand her the second photo. <span class="pink"><b>"Tell me what you see."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> is clearly uncomfortable, but at your nod, she whispers, <span class="mom"><b>"An interracial couple."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Good. And what are they doing?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"He's... um, he's proposing to her."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>It's time to subtlely influence her...</i></span> You speak slowly and clearly. <span class="pink"><b>"Is that bad?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> blinks, startled at the question. <span class="mom"><b>"What? No! Of course not."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Then can you say that it's good?"</b></span> A long pause. <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> is obviously confused. <span class="pink"><b>"You won't get off academic probation until you take this seriously."</b></span> She sighs, then relents. <span class="mom"><b>"Yes, this is good."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Be more specific."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Um... this guy proposing to his girlfriend is good?."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Nearly there. Stop ignoring race. It's very bigoted."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Oh, right." Olivia</b></span> clears her throat, then speaks. <span class="mom"><b>"This black man, proposing to his white girlfriend... is good."</b></span> [[One more photo->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 4]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Awesome, Olivia! So much improvement already."</b></span> You hand her a third photo. <span class="pink"><b>"Let's see if you can do this on your first try. Tell me what you see, and tell me whether it's good."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture3.jpg" width=500 /> You chose this picture on purpose. A couple on their wedding day. A white woman. Her black husband. And her unborn biracial baby, growing in her womb. <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> studies the photo for a moment, clearly taking your words to heart. Then, <span class="mom"><b>"This black man and his pregnant white girlfriend are getting married - and this is good."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Is it good that this woman was impregnated by her black husband?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Of course!"</b></span> she says with a smile. <span class="pink"><i>Wow, this'll be easier than I thought. But I need to go slow, just like Susan said.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Here, a few more pictures - they're yours to keep."</b></span> You hand her the whole stack. <span class="pink"><b>"From now on, at least once a day, you will look through these pictures one by one, describe what you see, and affirm to yourself that what you see is good. Can you do that?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"And then I'll be off academic probation?"</b></span> You shake your head. <span class="pink"><b>"Not quite. There are a few lessons you need to complete - this is just the first one. But I'll let Olivier know how serious you're taking your training."</b></span> At those words, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> leaps forwards and hugs you. <span class="mom"><b>"Thank you - thank you - thank you $femname! You're the best Equality Ambassador ever! I promise I'll follow your lessons."</b></span> Then she runs off, pictures in hand. [[So it begins->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 5]] <<set $oliviaquest = 3>>
After your conversation with <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>, you decide to work out alone and sort out your thoughts. As you engage in a moderately tough work out - using the techniques <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> taught you to help expand and shape your booty - you consider what you're doing to <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>She's a sweet girl - I feel bad deceiving her. In another life, I'd consider dating her.</i></span> You sigh, and let the thought fade. <span class="pink"><i>Let's be realistic - Olivia would never have been interested in me when I was a guy.</i></span> After finishing your last set, you head to the showers. <span class="pink"><i>Girls like strong, dominant men with big dicks - particularly black guys. Just like Susan, Olivia will be happier when she becomes a slut for black cock.</i></span> Still, it's a bit evil to manipulate her like this. Arousing, but evil. <span class="pink"><i>I can stop this any time I want...</i></span> <span class="pink"><i>...can't I?</i></span> [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]]
You head over to <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> locker, located near the platinum women's locker room. As luck would have it, she's there when you arrive, her back to you as she stares at something in her locker. Standing just a few paces back, you get on your tip toes to see over her shoulder. She's looking at pictures. <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture4.png" width=500 /> Lots of pictures. <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture5.jpg" width=350 /> They're all over her locker, and most of them you haven't even seen before. <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture6.jpg" width=350 /> Listening closely, you can hear her whispering. <span class="mom"><b>"This is a black man with a white woman. This is good. This is a black man kissing a white woman. This is good. This is a black man caressing his pregnant white wife's belly. This is good..."</b></span> She's clearly taking your lesson to heart. You decide to leave her to it and think about next steps while you work out. [[Let's get sweaty->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 2 2]] <<set $oliviaquest = 4>>
As you pump some serious iron, you think about what to do with <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. She's getting used to looking at black men and white women together. Now that those situations are normalized, it's probably time to introduce a sexual element to it. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout3.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>I'll need to be careful. The pictures should be a bit erotic, but not pornographic. That will come later.</i></span> You grin, already thinking about a few choice images you can pull from the Internet. During your next gym session, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> will be given her second lesson. [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]]
You head over to <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> locker, located near the platinum women's locker room. Like last time, she's there when you arrive, running through her daily mantra. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Having fun?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> jumps, startled, at the sound of your voice. After slamming her locker shut, she turns around. <span class="mom"><b>$femname! You scared me."</b></span> You point at her locker. <span class="pink"><b>"Why'd you shut your locker in such a hurry? Do those images embarass you?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"No, of course not."</b></span> She goes a bit pale - as far she knows, this is a test and she just failed. <span class="mom"><b>"I wasn't thinking. I don't care who sees the pictures."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's great to hear,"</b></span> you say, reaching into your bag. <span class="pink"><b>"Because I've got new ones."</b></span> [[Time for her second lesson.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 3 2]]
<span class="mom"><b>"New ones?"</b></span> She sounds nervous. She's right to be. <span class="pink"><b>"Same game as last time, okay?"</b></span> You pull out the first picture. <span class="pink"><b>"Just tell me what you see. Don't leave out anything <i>important</i>."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture7.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Um..." Olivia</b></span> mumbles, before looking around to make sure you're alone. <span class="mom"><b>"I see a b-black man, caressing a naked white woman."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Does it look like she's enjoying it?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> doesn't respond. You see a single bead of sweat gather at her brow. <span class="pink"><b>"Well?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"... yes."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Okay, so try again."</b></span> She sighs, then furrows her brow and focuses on the picture. <span class="mom"><b>"I see a naked white woman, enjoying the touch of the naked black man behind her."</b></span> When you smile and nod in approval, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> smiles back. [[Next picture.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 3 3]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Let's try again."</b></span> You raise the second image. <span class="pink"><b>"Tell me what you see."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture9.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> doesn't take as long this time. <span class="mom"><b>"I see a white woman being embraced by a naked black man. He's nuzzling her chest. She's in ecstasy."</b></span> You prod her further. <span class="pink"><b>"Is that bad?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> shakes her head, then understands what you want. <span class="mom"><b>"I see a white woman being held by a black man, clearly enjoying his advances, and this is good. This is a good thing."</b></span> She swallows her saliva, her gaze lingering on the photo. Her eyes seem wider than before. Her pupils, a fraction larger. <span class="pink"><i>Ah!</i></span> You know that look all too well. The first hint of arousal. <span class="pink"><i>It's starting to take effect. Black men are being normalized as sexual partners in her mind.</i></span> <span class="pink"><i>Let's go a little further...</i></span> [[One more image->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 3 4]]
You move on to the final photo. <span class="pink"><b>"Tell me what you see, and tell me if it's a good thing."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture8.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> gasps upon seeing the image. <span class="mom"><b>"$femname - that's porn!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's art. More than that, it's nature. Listen closely, Olivia - <i>there is nothing wrong with this photo</i>. Now look at it and tell me what you see."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> winces at some internal battle in her mind. Eventually, she opens one eye just enough to scan the photo. <span class="mom"><b>"I see a white woman, naked, her legs wrapped around a black man. I think he's... <i>inside</i> of her."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And?"</b></span> She pauses for a brief moment. <span class="mom"><b>"And it's... good."</b></span> You push a bit further. <span class="pink"><b>"White women having sex with black men is good?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Well, that's not exactly what I mean-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"-Oh, so interracial sex is bad? Professor Olivier won't be happy to hear-"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"-Wait, that's <i>not</i> what I meant."</b></span> You feign sympathy. <span class="pink"><b>"Olivia, I know this is hard. We're digging deeper, getting closer to your subconscious racism. Can't you just admit to yourself that love is a good thing, all people are equal and free to love who they want, and so - <i>logically</i> white women spreading their legs to black men is good, and not bad?"</b></span> She looks at the photo again, this time without so much trepidation. <span class="mom"><b>"I mean, when you put it that way, it is kind of beautiful. Like, natural."</b></span> [[Another successful lesson.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 3 5]] <<set $oliviaquest = 5>>
<span class="pink"><b>"You made a lot of progress today, Olivia. I'm really proud of you."</b></span> You hand her the full stack of interracial erotic modeling photos. <span class="pink"><b>"Just like last time, you're to cover your locker in these photos, and look at them daily. You really need to say the words outside, so your subconscious hears them. You have to admit that white women having sex with black men is good."</b></span> At that moment, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> of people walks by whistling a tuneless melody as he does. <span class="todd"><b>"Looking good, ladies!"</b></span> You both turn back and smile sweetly at him, saying <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Hi, Todd!</i>"</b></span> in unison. <img src="Images/Gym/womenslockerroom4.jpg" width=400 /> You make sure to keep the photos hidden behind your thigh until he's gone. Once <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is out of sight, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> reluctantly takes the photos. <span class="mom"><b>"I'll do as you say, $femname - but why are all the photos white women and black men - why not black women and asian men, or something like that?"</b></span> You had planned for this very question to be asked. <span class="pink"><b>"To actually defeat your subconscious racism, you need to <i>see yourself</i> in the photos. Your racism manifested itself in you never seeing black men as sexual prospects. That was racist. You need to train your mind to respond sexually to black men."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"But I've been attracted to black guys before - like Cade!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Sure, but would you ever in a million years <i>act</i> on that attraction?"</b></span> You see the answer in how <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> looks away, embarassed. <span class="pink"><b>"Exactly. You have some serious mental blocks to work through. But again, you made a lot of progress today."</b></span> Once <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> heads off, you decide to go straight to the showers. All that corrupting took a lot out of you - time for a shower. [[Hit the showers->Session with Todd Chastity Close]]
You head over to <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> locker, located near the platinum women's locker room. As luck would have it, she's there when you arrive, her back to you as she stares at her collection of interracial erotic art. Standing just a few paces back, you get on your tip toes to see over her shoulder. Like last time, she's gone ahead and added some photos of her own. <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture11.jpg" width=400 /> While some are quite tame - though beautiful - others are rather <i>intense</i> <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture10.jpg" width=400 /> A picture of a black cock in <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> locker for all to see - and you didn't even put it there! It's obvious your lessons are having an effect on the innocent little gym bunny. Listening closely, you can hear her whispering. <span class="mom"><b>"This is a white woman holding a black man's penis. This is good. White women having sex with black men is good. It's a good thing when white women spread their legs for black men. It's natural. It's good... it's natural..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wait a second... is she?</i></span> [[She is.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 4 2]]
As <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> stares at all her many pictures of naked white women and black men, repeating her mantra over and over again, one of her hands is buried between her legs. Subtlely - maybe even without her realizing it - she's masturbating. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia2.gif" width=400 /> Well, that's all the evidence you need that your lessons are taking affect. As <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> more and more associates images of white women paired with black men with feelings of positivity, acceptance, and lust, her brain will strengthen it's sexual response to black men. And at the same time, her sexual response to white men might wither. At least, that's your plan. <span class="mom"><i>But there's no need to be hasty. I should let this lesson sink in for a bit before moving onto the next one. This transformation will take time.</i></span> [[Work out, and then hit the showers->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 6>>
You head over to <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> locker, located near the platinum women's locker room. She's there when you arrive, wasting away her day staring at images of white women in the arms of black men. Standing just a few paces back, you get on your tip toes to see over her shoulder. The photos are getting more explicit. <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture12.jpg" width=400 /> <i>A lot</i> more explicit. <img src="Images/Gym/irpicture13.jpg" width=400 /> Every single photo includes a beautiful naked white woman, paired with a ripped black dude sporting a massive cock. <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> is clearly developing a taste for the kind of photos - and the kind of men - she likes best. It isn't hard to hear her whispering. <span class="mom"><b>"This is good... this is natural... this is right... this is - this is <i>gooooood</i>..."</b></span> And you're not surprised to see she's quietly masturbating, thinking herself alone in the locker room. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia3.gif" width=350 /> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> seems to be ready for her next lesson. Which means it's time you prepared it. [[Start your workout and think this through.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 5 2]]
As you work out your juicy, girly thighs, you think about how to push <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> to the next level. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout5.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>It's too early to actually bring in one of <b>Olivier's</b> colleagues or anything like that. No, she needs...</i></span> You think back to the early stages of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> transformation. <span class="pink"><i>She needs porn! Erotic images aren't enough - she needs to watch other white women have sex with black men. Once she sees how pleasurable that kind of sex is, I'll ramp things up from there. Perfect!</i></span> After finishing your last set, you head to the showers. <span class="pink"><i>But I can't just toss porn at her. I need a reason. I need to somehow connect watching BBC porn with ending racism...</i></span> Thankfully, <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> and <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> racial equity philosophy is basically bullshit, so inventing new parts of it is pretty easy. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh, Olivia... you never stood a chance,"</b></span> you mumble, as you enter the showers. <span class="pink"><b>"But one day you'll thank me for what I'm turning you into..."</b></span> In order to push <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> to the next level, you're going to need to purchase some sweet interracial pornography. Maybe Fem World has what you need? [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 7>>
You catch <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> just as she's leaving the locker room. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Olivia! We need to talk."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Heyyy $femname! I'm actually about to run a yoga class. Can this wait?"</b></span> You stand your ground. <span class="pink"><b>"It's about your probation."</b></span> Her face goes pale. <span class="mom"><b>"Let's... um, talk in the staff office."</b></span> [[Head to the office.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 6 2]]
After grabbing the steamy interracial porn video from the shelf, you approach the cashier. <span class="mom"><b>"Oh,"</b></span> the cashier says, seeing the video. <span class="mom"><b>"You're one of <i>those</i> girls."</b></span> You're entirely sure what she means. The cashier then points down to her leg, revealing a small tattoo just above her ankle. <span class="mom"><b>"So am I."</b></span> <img src="Images/Clothes/tattoo1.jpg" width=350 /> It's an innnocent enough tattoo - a black spade. <span class="pink"><b>"That's... nice. Take care!"</b></span> Not entirely sure what you just saw, you purchase the video and head out. Time to rock <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> world. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 250>> <<set $otherinventory.push("interracial porn")>> <<set $oliviaquest = 8>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]]
You head to the small, somewhat messy gym office. It's empty at the moment, and <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> locks the door as she enters just behind you. <img src="Images/Gym/office1.jpg" width=400 /> You drop into the largest seat. <span class="pink"><b>"So, Olivia. How have your lessons been going?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"So well! So, so well." Olivia</b></span> says, sitting opposite to you. <span class="mom"><b>"I honestly feel... different. Better. Healed."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What do you mean?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Like, my mind feels different. I'm seeing people - <i>all people</i> - as real human beings. Like, a whole new level of empathy."</b></span> You give an encouraging smile. <span class="pink"><b>"And you're enjoying my lessons? And the homework?"</b></span> For a moment, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> goes just a touch red in her cheeks. <span class="mom"><b>"Um, yes. A surprising amount."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Oh, I know exactly how much you're enjoying it...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And did you finish your homework today?"</b></span> Again, a brief blush. <span class="mom"><b>"Yes, just before you found me."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And did the exercise arouse you?"</b></span> [[Olivia gasps.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 6 3]]
You smirk. <span class="pink"><b>"It's a simple question, Olivia. Were you aroused by the images of interracial romance?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"I'm - I'm not answering that."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I figured you wouldn't. I'll let professor Olivier know about your failure, then-"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"-<i>What?</i>" Olivia</b></span> rises from her seat. She seems on the verge of tears. <span class="mom"><b>"I did <i>every</i> exercise. <i>Every</i> day! And I failed?"</b></span> Staying seated, you keep your voice even. This is the tricky part. <span class="pink"><b>"Olivia, the exercise was <i>meant</i> to get you aroused. Nothing will prove you've defeated your subconscious racism like you seeing black men as valid sexual partners. And the only real evidence of that is your body's physical response to looking at black men together with white women. You weren't aroused, so we're done."</b></span> You stand and cross the room. <span class="mom"><b>"Wait!" Olivia</b></span> pleads, just as you grasp the handle. A moment's silence. <span class="mom"><b>"I... was aroused. <i>Very</i>."</b></span> You turn around. <span class="pink"><b>"Go on."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"The more I looked at the pictures, the more my imagination ran wild. I've been thinking about it in class. Dreaming about it. I just didn't say because... I don't know, I thought something was wrong with me."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Olivia, that's wonderful news! And no, that's a perfectly natural reaction for a woman of childbearing age, upon looking at handsome black men."</b></span> You step close and place a hand at her hip. <span class="pink"><b>"But after your outburst, I really am having trouble believing you. I'm afraid I need proof. Physical proof."</b></span> She understands. Looking down in embarassment, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> shimmies out of her gym shorts and gives you a nice look at her panties. <img src="Images/Gym/wetpanties1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Yes, that will do nicely."</b></span> [[Time for her next lesson.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 6 4]]
<span class="pink"><b>"This is a really promising sign. Professor Olivier will be pleased."</b></span> As she pulls her pants back up, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> asks, <span class="mom"><b>"You won't give him... <i>all</i> the details, will you?"</b></span> Instead of answering, you carry on. <span class="pink"><b>"If you're ever going to see black men as valid romantic and sexual partners, we need to move beyond still images."</b></span> You pull the interracial porn video from your bag. <span class="pink"><b>"Do you masturbate with pornography?"</b></span> She stares at the cover of the video, ashen-faced. <span class="mom"><b>"Erm... no."</b></span> <img src="Images/Clothes/interracialporn.jpg" width=400 /> You can tell the cover alone is having an immediate effect on her. She rubs her thighs together, turned on. <span class="pink"><b>"Well, you're going to start. This video has a ton of good scenes on it - and when it's done, there's a whole Internet of similar pornography for you to find."</b></span> She tentatively takes the video. <span class="mom"><b>"But, $femname, what does masturbation have to do with ending racism?"</b></span> For a moment, the absurdity of the situation nearly has you laughing out loud. Then you compose yourself. <span class="pink"><b>"You have a mental block preventing you from seeing black men as worthy of sex, romance, partnership, and fatherhood."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> blinks, startled at that last word. <span class="pink"><b>"To rewire your brain into an equity mindset, we need a physiological trigger. The female orgasm is the best one available."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Really?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Sure. When a woman orgasms with a partner, her brain understands that this partner is worth investing in emotionally and sexually. I want your next one hundred orgasms to be from imagining yourself being penetrated by black men. If you can do that, I'd say you'll finally be racism-free."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> takes her time thinking through what you said, then nods with enthusiasm. <span class="mom"><b>"I'll do it! And then I'll be off academic probation?"</b></span> When you agree with her, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> leaps in the air for joy, then gives you a warm hug. Afterwards, you two part ways, and you head for the showers. [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 9>>
You can't find <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> at her locker, so instead you head to the quiet corner of the gym where the staff office is located. As you approach, you can just barely hear the sound of a woman's soft moans. [[Take a look.->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 7 2]]
As you had hoped, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> is taking your lessons to heart. You watch with dark satisfaction as she vigorously pleasures herself while watching white women getting fucked hard by ripped black men. <<set $irset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $irchoice = $irset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $irchoice eq 1>> \ <video loop autoplay src="Images/Gym/irsolo1.mp4"></video> <</if>> \ <<if $irchoice eq 2>> \ <video loop autoplay src="Images/Gym/irsolo2.mp4"></video> <</if>> \ <<if $irchoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Gym/irsolo3.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> <span class="pink"><i>Oh how far you've fallen, <b>Olivia</b>,</i></span> you think, while the masturbatory session continues. <span class="pink"><i>And there's still so much for you to learn...</i></span> You decide to make your escape before <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> sees you through the window. [[Start your workout->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 7 3]]
As you work out your arms - and give the whole gym a nice view of your perfect girly ass - you think about <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> progress. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout3.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>Her addiction to interracial pornography is progressing well. Soon she'll be thinking about BBC almost every waking moment - not to mention dreaming about it, too.</i></span> After finishing your last set, you head to the showers. <span class="pink"><i>But I need this lesson to really sink in before I can push her further. Patience is a virtue.</i></span> Still, you already have a few ideas in mind to really push <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> towards her destiny of being a slut for black cock. [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]]
Curious as to who could be knocking at so early an hour on a Sunday, you head over to the door. There's no one to be seen through the peephole. Still rather sleepy, you open the door a smidge and see a package on the floor. <img src="Images/Gym/package.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Weird..."</b></span> you mutter, taking the package inside. Once it's on your table, you notice it has a note on the back. <span class="note"><span class="grey"><b>$femname, Please find within this package the dress you picked out for tonight's ball. It has been specially tailored to match your unique and exotic figure. Best of luck with Master Power and his parents! Your faithful servent, Mr. Pizarro</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Awww..."</b></span> you say, taken aback by the sweet old tailor. Then your eyes widen. <span class="pink"><b>"The charity ball - it's today! I need to get ready!"</b></span> [[It's pampering time->Third Date with Todd 2]]
You start with a nice, relaxing shower. You take your time exfoliating your skin, <<if $arms lte 2>>plucking out any undesirable hairs, and just making yourself feel as clean as possible<<else>>marvelling at how smooth and sensitive it feels, now that you've had it surgically enhanced<</if>>. By the end of it, your hair is shining and your skin is nearly glowing. <img src="Images/Gym/ball1.gif" width=350 /> Then comes getting all dolled up. <img src="Images/Gym/ball2.gif" width=300 /> And putting on your favorite lipstick. <img src="Images/Gym/ball3.gif" width=300 /> Then there's the matter of the underwear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> mother picked out for you. A thin, elegant grey material, it looks as comfy as it is sexy. <span class="mom"><b>Miranda Power</b></span> has a good eye for fashion. <img src="Images/Clothes/elegant underwear.jpg" width=400 /> Soon enough you have your brand new bra supporting your perky breasts, and your package hidden away by your sexy grey panties. <img src="Images/Gym/ball4.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><i>Damn, I look good. I just hope <b>Todd</b> thinks so too!</i></span> In fact - you <i>could</i> send him a selfie and get his opinion. Or you could focus on getting ready. Decision, decisions... [[Send Todd a selfie->Third Date with Todd 3][$ballselfie = 1]] [[Don't send Todd a selfie->Third Date with Todd 3][$ballselfie = 0]] <<set $ballselfie = 0>> <<set $brainventory.push("elegant grey bra")>> <<set $underwearinventory.push("elegant grey panties")>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwear = "elegant grey panties">> <<set $bra = "elegant grey bra">> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
<<if $ballselfie eq 1>>Setting your phone on a time, you snap a photo of you in your new underwear and send it to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. You know how much he loves staring at your juicy ass, so this picture will definitely be a hit. <img src="Images/Gym/ball4selfie.jpg" width=400 /> His reply is to send a picture of his own. <img src="Images/Gym/ball5.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Nice pic, babe. Can't wait to tear it off of you."</b></span></span> As sexy as <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> meaty cock is, you can't help but sigh at his text. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Tonight's about showing your parents how successful you are and winning their approval - not getting each other off."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Why not both?"</b></span></span> Shaking your head, you decide not to answer. <<set $toddapproval += 1>> \ <<else>> \ You decide not to send a cute selfie to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. While he might appreciate the picture, he needs to be on good behavior tonight - you don't want him horny and groping at your ass the whole time. <span class="pink"><i>Or do I?</i></span><</if>> You pull tonight's dress from <span class="grey"><b>Pizarro's</b></span> package. <<if $dress eq "red">>You know that choosing the dress that <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> mother picked out for you was the right decision. She's sure to be pleased that you're wearing it. <<else>>You know that choosing the dress that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> picked out for you was the right decision. He's sure to be pleased that you're wearing it.<</if>> After putting on the dress, you give yourself a long look in the mirror. <<if $dress eq "red">><img src="Images/Gym/reddress2.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Gym/blackdress2.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><i>Perfect.</i></span> Your heart suddenly races, as the reality of the night hits you. You're going to a fancy charity ball as a <i>woman</i>. You'll be your best friend's date, and you'll be trying to fool his parents into thinking you're a real girl and a real girlfriend. And, staring at yourself all dolled up and beautiful, you can't but admit it kind of feels like a dream come true. <span class="pink"><i>I'll be the belle of the ball!</i></span> You think, smiling and doing a little spin for the mirror. That's when <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> texts you. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Babe, I'm outside. Your chariot awaits! #norush #actuallykindofarush"</b></span></span> [[Catch your ride->Third Date with Todd 4]] <<if $dress eq "red">><<set $overwear = "classy red dress">><</if>> <<if $dress neq "red">><<set $overwear = "sultry black dress">><</if>>
You put on your elegant grey panties. You love fancy and expensive these panties look - and how silky and smooth they feel. <<set $pantiesset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $pantieschoice = $pantiesset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties2.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Clothes/pullingonpanties3.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ <<set $underwear = "elegant grey panties">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $wearingfemunderwear = 1>>
You put on your elegant grey bra. <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingonbra1.gif" width=350 /> <<set $bra = "elegant grey bra">> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is standing at his car when you get out of your apartment, holding the passenger door open. <img src="Images/Gym/todd2.jpg" width=350 /> Upon seeing you, he does a double-take. <span class="todd"><b>"$femname... you look, uh..."</b></span> His face cracks into an ear-to-ear grin. <span class="todd"><b>"I don't even have words. Eleven outta ten, or something."</b></span> Blushing scarlet, you peck his cheek. <img src="Images/Gym/ball6.gif" width=350 /> <<if $dress eq "black">><span class="todd"><b>"And that dress!"</b></span> He adds, helping you into the car. <span class="todd"><b>"Again, no words. You're probably the hottest chick on earth, right now."</b></span> <<set $toddapproval += 1>> <<else>><span class="todd"><b>"And that dress!"</b></span> He adds, helping you into the car. <span class="todd"><b>"I mean, it's not as nice as the one I picked, but my mom's got an eye for stuff. You look <i>hot</i>, babe."</b></span><</if>> Soon enough the two of you are on the highway, zipping towards the event hall at over one hundred kilometers an hour. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcar2.gif" width=350 /> <span class="todd"><b>"You know," Todd</b></span> says, maybe twenty minutes into the journey. <span class="todd"><b>"There's this thing I always wanted to try, in the car..."</b></span> You eye the speedometer. <span class="pink"><b>"Like actually driving below the speed limit?"</b></span> He smirks at your joke. <span class="todd"><b>"Nope. You ever heard of road head?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Really, Todd? A blowjob in your car?"</b></span> He gropes his crotch - it's easy to see that he's already erect. Then - keeping one hand on the steering wheel - he pulls down his pants to give you an even better view. Eyeing the hefty boner under his boxers <i>is</i> sending butterflies to your stomach. <img src="Images/Gym/ball7.jpg" width=250 /> <<if $ballselfie eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>"What can I say? That selfie you sent me was just crazy sexy. Come on, $femname, I need some release before the ball."</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>"I know, it's crazy. But... I'm just saying I wouldn't say no if you were into it."</b></span><</if>> <span class="pink"><i>Blowing <b>Todd</b> might mess up my makeup, but it would definitely please him - and maybe he'll be more relaxed for the ball itself. And I'm kind of horny, myself...</i></span> [[Give Todd road head->Third Date with Todd 4 head]] [[Use the time to gather some intel on his parents instead->Third Date with Todd 4 intel]]
With an exacerbated roll of your eyes, you undo your seatbelt and lean over <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> crotch. When you peel back his boxers, his massive cock pops out and springs erect. You haven't measured it, but you're sure it's at least eight inches. <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> might think black guys have superior dicks, but <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> definitely presents a big, <i>big</i> counterargument.<</if>> <img src="Images/Gym/ball8.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Holy shit, this is happening." Todd</b></span> says, above you. <span class="todd"><b>"Dream officially coming true."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Just don't get in an accident. I don't want to die with a dick in my mouth."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"There're worse ways to go, babe."</b></span> He says, laughing. In reply, you give his balls a light pinch. <span class="todd"><b>"<i>Ow!</i>. Joking, babe - only joking..."</b></span> You sigh, then sink your head lower and let your lips touch his throbbing cock head. As you do, his familiar musk enters your nose, sending a wave of arousal and submission through your limbs. It's getting harder and harder for you to ever say no to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. He's just too nice and too sexy - you're totally a slut for him, and you love it. Before you know it, you're eagerly blowing him, slobbering all over his dick as your own pathetic penis presses against your chastity cage. <img src="Images/Gym/ball9.gif" width=350 /> As you blow <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, he gently strokes your hair, now grown long, and whispers how good you're making him feel. Your heart responds to his touch and words, and you work even harder to give him the best head of his life. Soon enough, his breathing gets heavy. He's cumming. In a panic, you realize this could totally ruin your makeup. You suck down nearly half his cock, letting his first load of semen shoot down the back of your throat. You urgently suck down the rest of his climax, and the car is filled with the sounds of your noisy slurping. <span class="todd"><b>"Thirsty much?" Todd</b></span> asks, causing you to laugh and cough out a bit of his cum. <img src="Images/Gym/ball10.gif" width=350 /> Afterwards, you snuggle up against him, feeling kind of proud of yourself for blowing him on the highway. Not every girl can claim to have done that. <span class="todd"><b>"You're the best," Todd</b></span> says, while he wipes away your saliva from his deflating cock. You kiss him on the cheek. <span class="pink"><b>"Anything for you."</b></span> <video loop autoplay src="Images/Gym/ball11.mp4"></video> [[You arrive at the event.->Third Date with Todd 5]] <<set $toddapproval += 1>> <<set $ballroadhead = 1>> <<set $ballintel = 0>>
You decide against it. Your make up needs to look perfect - everything needs to be perfect, really - if you're going to win over <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> parents. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm sure we can find a quiet moment for a BJ later tonight - like, when you drop me off at home."</b></span> You give his boxers an affectionate pat. <span class="pink"><b>"For now, let's focus on absolutely killing it at this ball."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> sighs, but it's clear he sees the wisdom in your words. <span class="todd"><b>"I guess you're right."</b></span><<if $ballselfie eq 1>> He frowns. <span class="todd"><b>"But after that selfie this morning, I gotta say I'm like crazy horny. I don't know if I'll be able to keep my hands off you tonight."</b></span><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Let's talk strategy,"</b></span> you say, to get his mind off of it. <span class="pink"><b>"Anything I should know going in? How can I make your parents think I'm awesome - and that by proxy you're awesome too?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shrugs. <span class="todd"><b>"They're wealthy, ambitious, asshole surgeons. So, talk about wealth, and ambition, and surgery, I guess?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wealth. Ambition. Surgery. I can do that.</i></span> <img src="Images/Gym/ball12.jpg" width=600 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Any topics to avoid?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Don't mention my sister. They hate how she ran off to Spain with Tomas. Don't even think about her."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Surgery good, Spain bad. Easy. What about you? Can I talk about you?"</b></span> He laughs. <span class="todd"><b>"Sure - just don't lie or anything."</b></span> His tone changes, losing its humor. <span class="todd"><b>"I mean it. Don't try and sell me up as something I'm not."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'd never. What about a bit of embellishment?"</b></span> To that, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shrugs. [[You arrive at the event.->Third Date with Todd 5]] <<set $ballroadhead = 0>> <<set $ballintel = 1>>
When you arrive at the event, your eyes are filled with beautiful people, all obviously wealthy and many obviously the beneficiaries of top-of-the-line plastic surgery. Most, you know, are also surgeons themselves. Your heart is racing. <span class="pink"><i>What if I fuck up? Or worse, what if they recognize me?</i></span> Thankfully, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> senses your unease and lays his hand over your own. <span class="todd"><b>"We got this, babe. We've been slaying boss battles for like 20 years. This is just another level."</b></span> He gives you a quick kiss on the nose. <img src="Images/Gym/ball13.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You're right - we got this."</b></span> The next few moments are a blur. Valets open your door, whisk you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> from the car, and then drive it away for the evening. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> leads you through a mass of well-dressed strangers all engaging in small talk, side-steps a photographer, and gets you into the hall itself. <img src="Images/Gym/ball13.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Woah,"</b></span> you say, taking it all in. <span class="pink"><b>"Fancy."</b></span> And at that moment, you hear a voice from your childhood. <span class="mom"><b>"Theodore my dear! I am <i>so</i> glad you came! And on time, too!"</b></span> Looking to your left, you spot a drop-dead gorgeous woman in her late forties. The fact that she looks that good at that age should be a crime against humanity. <span class="mom"><b>Miranda Power</b></span> was always the hottest mom among you and your friends. The fact that she's <i>still</i> hot is amazing. You wonder if a bit of surgery was involved. <img src="Images/Gym/miranda1.jpg" width=400 /> Behind her strides a well-built, well-dressed man with a serious expression. <span class="blue"><b>Jack Power</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> father, and also one of the best plastic surgeons in the world. You didn't see much of him, growing up as <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> best friend. He was often out of the country, like the time he remodeled the face of an Arabian princess before her wedding. When you did see him, he intimidated the hell out of you. <img src="Images/Gym/jack1.jpg" width=400 /> In fact, he still does. Feeling him stare at you from behind his sunglasses, you can't help but feel small. And a bit warm. Hot, almost. Are you getting turned on? <span class="blue"><b>"Theodore," Jack</b></span> says, after pulling his gaze from you and letting you breathe. He gives <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> a crushing handshake, but <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is strong enough to take it in stride, and with an almost insolent smile. <span class="blue"><b>"You're dressed well. For once. Maybe her influence?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Oh my. <i>This</i> is the girl you mentioned." Miranda</b></span> says, sizing you up like she's starving and you're dinner. <span class="mom"><b>"Don't be rude, Theodore. Introduce us."</b></span> [[Meet the parents. Again.->Third Date with Todd 6]] <<set $time = "Evening">>
<span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> slips an arm over your shoulder. <span class="todd"><b>"Mom, dad - this is $femname. My girlfriend."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> swoops in for a hug. <span class="mom"><b>"<i>Such</i> a pleasure to meet you, dear. Theodore has beem <i>raving</i> about you these past few weeks. You've got him smitten!"</b></span> <<if $dress eq "red">>She steps back, eyeing you up. <span class="mom"><b>"And that dress! <i>Ah,</i> I knew it would be perfect. You look <i>perfect.</i>"</b></span> <<set $powerapproval += 1>> \ <<else>>She steps back, eyeing you up. <span class="mom"><b>"But this isn't the dress I picked out for you."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Mom, she has a mind of her own, she can pick her own dress."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> sighs, <span class="mom"><b>"I know, dear, but I spent a lot of time searching for the best one."</b></span><</if>> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> offers his palm. <span class="blue"><b>"Charmed to meet you, $femname."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/ball14.gif" width=300 /> After kissing your hand, he holds it, staring at you. <span class="blue"><b>"You seem familiar."</b></span> Your heart skips a beat. <span class="blue"><b>"I must have worked on you. No one's this lovely by luck alone."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> groan in unison. <span class="todd"><b>"That joke's not funny, dad. Never has been, never will be."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"He is incorrigible!" Miranda</b></span> says, slapping her husband's chest while she laughs. <span class="mom"><b>"An incorrigible scoundrel!"</b></span> Just then, an announcer states that it is time for everyone to take their seats. <span class="blue"><b>"Come, I'll show you the way." Jack</b></span> says, taking your arm in his and leading you to the table. You glance back, and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> shrugs, following behind you. As you walk, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> asks, <span class="blue"><b>"Tell me, $femname, Todd mentioned you're studying Gender Studies. What do you plan to do with such a degree?"</b></span> <<if $ballintel eq 1>>You remember what <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> told you in the car - his parents like ambition. <</if>> [["Women make up half the electorate. I have my eye on politics, as a matter of fact."->Third Date with Todd 7][$i = 1]] [["I plan to stay in school. I see my career in academics."->Third Date with Todd 7][$i = 2]] [["I'm actualy thinking about dropping out. I've been making good money as a waitress, recently."->Third Date with Todd 7][$i = 3]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>><span class="blue"><b>"That's... actually a fair point," Jack</b></span> says, not hiding his surprise. <span class="blue"><b>"A woman with your figure and a head on her shoulders can certainly get far in the political world."</b></span> <<set $powerapproval += 1>> \ <<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="blue"><b>"Academics? It's not the worst career, but what good is life in an ivory tower?" Jack</b></span> says, unimpressed. <span class="blue"><b>"There's a life to be lived outside of your pretty little campus, $femname. Trust me."</b></span> <<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="blue"><b>"Waitressing? I should have guessed." Jack</b></span> says, not hiding his displeasure. <span class="blue"><b>"No wonder you and my son get along."</b></span><</if>> The next moment, you arrive at the table, and take in the party beginning all around you. Fancy people, fancy wines, fancy appetizers. Live music - a weird blend of jazz and baroque-style classic. Photographers, models, doctors, and even a juggler using medical-grade scalpels! <img src="Images/Gym/ball15.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Surgeons are weird...</i></span> you think, as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> tucks you into your seat. <span class="mom"><b>"It's marvelous, isn't it?" Miranda</b></span> asks, mistaking your bewilderment for awe. <span class="mom"><b>"So much talent and wealth in a single building. Ah, I <i>love</i> this ball!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's.. one of a kind."</b></span> you offer. Underneath the table, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives your foot a playful kick. <span class="mom"><b>"So, tell us, $femname" Miranda</b></span> says, <span class="mom"><b>"What attracted you to our son?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Mom..."</b></span> She shrugs, a smug look to her face. <span class="mom"><b>"Is that so terrible a question?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"It's the perfect question" Jack</b></span> decides. <span class="pink"><i>Should I be honest, or say what they want to hear?</i></span> [[Be honest->Third Date with Todd 8][$i = 1]] [[Without lying directly, tell them what they want to hear->Third Date with Todd 8][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"You've raised the sweetest guy in the world,"</b></span> you say, smiling as you do. <span class="pink"><b>"I've never met someone more helpful, or more caring, more giving than him. He's a just a real, genuine good person. Cute, too."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is nearly blushing, and slips his hand into your own. <span class="todd"><b>"And I didn't even pay her to say that!"</b></span> <<set $toddapproval += 1>> \ <<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"His drive, I'd say."</b></span> You offer, trying to placate both <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and his parents. <span class="pink"><b>"He's so hardworking, so driven to be successful by helping other people thrive. He's kind of like a surgeon that way - he's all about making others live better."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Drive! My, I didn't expect that." Miranda</b></span> says, obviously pleased. She rubs her husband's arm. <span class="mom"><b>"Our son is <i>driven</i>. Did you hear that?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I heard it. I've yet to see it, but I've heard it." Jack</b></span> says, winking at his son. <span class="todd"><b>"Alright, let's not get carried away here."</b></span> <<set $powerapproval += 1>> \ <</if>> \ The first course arrives soon after. It's some kind of salad you've never seen before. It's tastes delicious - though you can't help but feel the dressing looks a little bit like cum. <img src="Images/Gym/ball16.jpg" width=300 /> It's as you're finishing it that you feel something against your thigh. <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hand. As you sit there, trying to look natural, his fingers inch their way between your legs. <img src="Images/Gym/ball17.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>Ohhh...</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> finds your caged penis and starts gently massaging your small, smooth ballsack. You shiver at his touch. <span class="pink"><i>I can't hold a conversation while this is happening!</i></span> [[Remove Todd's hand.->Third Date with Todd 9][$i = 1]] [[It feels so good. Let it happen.->Third Date with Todd 9][$i = 2]] [[Remove Todd's hand, and start massaging his crotch instead.->Third Date with Todd 9][$i = 3]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>>You gently - but firmly - pull <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hand away from your panties, and slide it back over to his lap. <span class="blue"><b>"Has Todd introduced you to his little lackey, $playername, yet?" Jack</b></span> asks, eying you with interest. <span class="pink"><b>"$playername?"</b></span> you say, amused by the irony. You give a <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> meaningful look. <span class="pink"><b>"No, we haven't been introduced."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"I never liked him," Miranda</b></span> whispers to you, as if sharing a juicy bit of gossip. <span class="mom"><b>"He always struck me a bit of a dandy."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> takes this moment to slip his hand back up your skirt and give your ass an aggressive squeeze. <img src="Images/Gym/ball18.gif" width=350 /> As you gasp, he says, <span class="todd"><b>"Maybe I should introduce you two. $playername could teach you how to have fun."</b></span> You glower at him, and his mother joins in. <span class="mom"><b>"Manners, Theodore! There will be no more talk of that funny little man at this table."</b></span> <<set $powerapproval += 1>> \ <<elseif $i eq 2>>You decide to let <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> play with you beneath the table. This date is about <i>him</i>, and if he wants to play with his slut, why would you stop it? Besides, it feels nice... <span class="blue"><b>"Has Todd introduced you to his little lackey, $playername, yet?" Jack</b></span> asks, eying you with interest. <span class="pink"><b>"$playername?"</b></span> you say, amused by the irony. <<if $toy neq "nude">>Just then, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pulls out your buttplug and<<else>>Just then, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span><</if>> shoves a single thick finger up your boypussy. <img src="Images/Gym/ball19.gif" width=350 /> <span class="mom"><b>"$femname, are you alright?" Miranda</b></span> asks, taking your hand in hers. You feel your cheeks blush as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> continues to roughly finger you while his parents watch you with concern. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm good. I'm - I'm - <i>oh</i> - just feeling a little dizzy."</b></span> <<if $dress eq "red">><span class="mom"><b>"It must be the dress - I can tell that Pizarro's done some <i>unique</i> tailoring around the waist. It's probably too tight." Miranda</b></span> decides, slightly apologetic.<<else>><span class="mom"><b>"It must be the dress - you should have gone with my recommendation, dear." Miranda</b></span> decides, lifting her nose in satisfaction.<</if>> Thankfully, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pulls away his intruding finger. You hope you didn't just lose any points with his parents. <<set $toddapproval += 1>> <<elseif $i eq 3>>You gently - but firmly - pull <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hand away from your panties, and slide it back over to his lap. Then you creep your fingers towards his crotch. <img src="Images/Gym/ball20.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Has Todd introduced you to his little lackey, $playername, yet?" Jack</b></span> asks, eying you with interest. <span class="pink"><b>"$playername?"</b></span> you say, amused by the irony. You give a <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> meaningful look. Beneath the table, you've gotten past his pants. <span class="pink"><b>"No, we haven't been introduced."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/ball21.gif" width=300 /> <span class="mom"><b>"I never liked him," Miranda</b></span> whispers to you, as if sharing a dark juicy bit of gossip. <span class="mom"><b>"He always struck me a bit of a dandy."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Then it's settled!" Todd</b></span> blurts out, his eyes tightening as you speed up your handjob. <span class="todd"><b>"No introductions. $femname is better company than $playername ever was, right?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Finally, some sense from the boy" Jack</b></span> says, laughing. <<set $toddapproval += 1>> \ <<set $powerapproval += 1>> \ <</if>> \ <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> waves a finger towards the side of the dining hall. <span class="mom"><b>"Why don't you accompany me to the ladies room, dear."</b></span> It wasn't a question. After <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> helps you from your seat, you follow after his mother. [[To the ladies room!->Third Date with Todd 10]]
You enter the fanciful washroom fully expecting to pee, but <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> just heads over to the ornate mirror, pulls out her compact from her purse, and starts fixing her already immaculate face. After a sigh and a longing glance towards the toilets, you join her. <img src="Images/Gym/ball22.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $ballroadhead eq 0>><span class="mom"><b>"Can I just say, dear, that your make up is <i>perfect</i>" Miranda</b></span> says, the moment you step beside her. <span class="mom"><b>"I bet you're one of those girls who was playing with mommy's lipstick from the age of two!"</b></span> You give her a suitably mysterious smile. <span class="pink"><b>"Something like that..."</b></span> <<set $powerapproval += 1>> \ <<else>><span class="mom"><b>"Finally, we can fix up your make up," Miranda</b></span> says, the moment you step beside her. <span class="mom"><b>"It's a bit smudged around the lips, and your contouring could use a touch up. Trust me, I have an eye for this."</b></span> She's not wrong. Just like you feared, you messed up your face when you gave <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> head in his car! <span class="pink"><i>Oops...</i></span><</if>> <span class="mom"><b>"Can I ask you an honest question, girl on girl?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Girl on girl?</i></span> You fight the urge to laugh. <span class="pink"><b>"Of course!"</b></span> Without a moment's hesitation, <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> pulls down her dress and gives you a good look at her perfect tits, straining to break free of her bra. <img src="Images/Gym/ball23.gif" width=300 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Do they look real? My husband calls them his greatest work yet, but I'm not convinced."</b></span> You blink, stunned to silence. <span class="pink"><i>Wait... what? Did Todd's dad give his own wife a boob job?</i></span> <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> does a little bounce, letting her large breasts giggle a bit within their constrictive bra. <span class="mom"><b>"Well?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Real. So real. I never would have guessed."</b></span> She laughs. <span class="mom"><b>"Oh please - a woman always knows. But at least I'll fool the boors outside."</b></span> As she pulls back on her dress, she asks, <span class="mom"><b>"What about you? I love your modest figure, but surely you've thought about an upgrade?"</b></span> <<if $ballintel eq 1>><span class="pink"><i>Todd mentioned this. I should definitely be pro surgery.</i></span> <</if>> [[I want bigger boobs.->Third Date with Todd 11][$i = 1]] [[I like my natural body.->Third Date with Todd 11][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"I'd like to augment my breasts, when I have the money,"</b></span> you say, noting how <span class="mom"><b>Miranda's</b></span> eyes light up as you speak. <span class="pink"><b>"I think I'd look much better with a larger bust."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Yes! Good for you, dear. Just imagine what you'd look like in that dress, but with the best breasts that money can buy."</b></span> You can nearly see it in your mind's eye - how perfect you'd look with a pair of huge, bouncing breasts.. <<if $dress eq "red">><img src="Images/Gym/ball24.jpg" width=350 /><<else>><img src="Images/Gym/ball25.jpg" width=350 /><</if>> <span class="mom"><b>"I bet Jack would even give you a discount - if he liked you..." Miranda</b></span> laughs, then takes your hand. <span class="mom"><b>"Come on, back to the boys!"</b></span> <<set $powerapproval += 1>> \ <<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"That's... not for me."</b></span> you say, noting how <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> immediately frowns. <span class="pink"><b>"I just... I like the way I am now. Natural, I mean."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Oh please - we put on makeup and style our hair every which way, but a bit of silicone is where 'natural' ends?" Miranda</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="mom"><b>"If Todd is anything like his father - and he is - you'll need more than a C cup to win his heart, dear. Keep that in mind."</b></span> You think back to the last time you played with your breasts in the mirror - maybe yesterday. <img src="Images/Gym/ball26.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>They're not massive, but they're not too small... or are they?</i></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Come, dear." Miranda</b></span> says, pulling you from your daydream. <span class="mom"><b>"The boys are waiting."</b></span> <</if>> Without much of a choice in the matter, you return to the table just behind <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span>. [[What now?->Third Date with Todd 12]]
When you return to the table, the second course is waiting for you. <img src="Images/Gym/ball26.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> you say, hopefully hiding your distaste, as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> tucks you into your seat. <span class="pink"><b>"What is it?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"It's Malaysian, dear."</b></span> says <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span>, with a touch of condescension. <span class="mom"><b>"<i>Everyone</i> is eating Malaysian, nowadays."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Don't listen to her," Jack</b></span> counters, digging into his food. <span class="blue"><b>"It's obviously Indonesian."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> mouths an apology to you, then pushes a fish head into his mouth. <span class="pink"><i>I'll just wait for dessert...</i></span> At that moment, a new song comes on - one of those immensely popular old songs for slow-dancing. <span class="blue"><b>"It's our song!" Jack</b></span> says, knocking his fist against the table before rising from his seat. <span class="blue"><b>"Come, dear."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"In the middle of dinner? Don't be absurd." Miranda</b></span> gives you a measuring look. <span class="mom"><b>"$femname - you're not eating. Join my husband."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Mom, I don't think-"</b></span> But before <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> can get another word out, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> has you out of your seat and is leading you towards the dance floor. [[His hand finds the small of your back.->Third Date with Todd 13]]
With strength and surety, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> leads you through a maze of wealthy patrons and elegant dancers, his hand never leaving your back. <img src="Images/Gym/ball27.jpg" width=450 /> You are intensely aware of his fingers, firm against your backside, never wavering for a moment. A surgeon's perfect grip. <span class="pink"><i>What else can those hands do?</i></span> you think, before banishing the thought with a grimace. <span class="blue"><b>"Something wrong?" Jack</b></span> asks, taking your hand and leading you forwards. Suddenly, the two of your dancing, sweeping your way down the floor. He's a formidable dancer, and makes it easy for you to follow along. Your heart races against your will. <span class="pink"><b>"N-nothing. Nothing at all."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"You're nervous."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm not."</b></span> He pulls in closer. <span class="blue"><b>"You should be."</b></span> His lips over just by your ear. <img src="Images/Gym/ball28.gif" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Miranda will never approve of you, $femname. She will make Theodore drop you like a stone, like she does with every girl. Your only hope with my son is that I speak in your favor."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>God, you're an asshole.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Why don't you let your son choose for himself?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> laughs. <span class="blue"><b>"Because he's an idiot."</b></span> You pull back, meeting <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> stare. <span class="pink"><b>"He's thoughtful, and kind, and honest."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> just shrugs. <span class="blue"><b>"You care about him. You want to stay with him?"</b></span> Carefully, you nod. As you do, the song ends. <span class="blue"><b>"Then I suggest you keep dancing with me, girl. Fact is, you need my good word."</b></span> [[Go find Todd immediately.->Third Date with Todd 14]] [[Stay with Jack, but be on your guard. He wants something.->Third Date with Todd 13 jack]] <<set $balljack = 0>>
You quickly find <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> wandering around the dance floor. It seems he was looking for you. <span class="todd"><b>"There you are, babe!"</b></span> he says, upon spotting you. <<if $balljack eq 0>><span class="todd"><b>"Sorry for leaving you with my dad. I know he's a creepshow."</b></span> Of course, you ran away from <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> before things got to weird. The trouble is, he might speak poorly of you to <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span>. <<set $powerapproval -= 1>>\ <<elseif $balljack eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>"What took you so long? I thought he'd just make you suffer through one song."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"We ended up talking about you, actually."</b></span> you say, hoping that's the end of it. There's no way you're going to tell him that <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> felt you up and kissed your neck. Still, you probably did the right thing - <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> was left wanting more, so he'll probably hype you up to <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span>. <<else>><span class="todd"><b>"What took you so long? I thought he'd just make you suffer through one song. You were gone for like, a <i>weirdly</i> long time."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"We ended up talking about you, actually."</b></span> you say, hoping that's the end of it. There's no way you're going to tell him that <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> kissed you, and that you nearly had a small orgasm from his caresses. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> frowns. <span class="todd"><b>"My dad's chased after my girlfriends before. You didn't..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What? No way!"</b></span> you lie, feeling horrible. <span class="pink"><b>"Don't be gross."</b></span> But you can tell <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> isn't totally convinced. <<set $toddapproval -= 1>> \ <</if>> Soon <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> is forgotten, and you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> are dancing with one another, his body close to yours, his warmth sending butteflies to you stomach. <img src="Images/Gym/ball31.gif" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"This is nice..."</b></span> You smile, your eyes nearly shut. <span class="pink"><b>"You're nice."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"I mean it. This is like, <i>nice.</i> I've got to be the luckiest guy in the world to have his best friend turn into his best girlfriend."</b></span> He almost seems sad. <span class="todd"><b>"I just wish it was real."</b></span> You can't help but share that sadness, because <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is right. You're not his girlfriend, and you're not even a girl. Not <i>fully</i>, at least. But tonight, you <i>feel</i> like a woman. You feel like <i>his</i> woman. An announcer states that everyone should take their seat for dessert, but it's clear from <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> touch that he needs some physical affection, right now. <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> will expect you at the dessert table. What to do? [[Be the prudent girlfriend and bring Todd back to the table. This night is all about proving to his parents that he's a responsible adult!->Third Date with Todd 15]] [[Be the loving girlfriend and bring Todd somewhere private to show him how much you care about him.->Third Date with Todd 14 todd]] <<set $ballhead = 0>>
With some hesitance, you stay where you are. Another slow song comes on. <span class="blue"><b>"Smart," Jack</b></span> says, whisking you off to a quiet corner of the dance hall. <span class="pink"><b>"What do you want, Jack?"</b></span> He grins like a wolf. <span class="blue"><b>"Honestly? I want my son's youth. I want his health. I want his <i>time</i>. I watch him fuck around in his early twenties and my heart burns with envy."</b></span> You blink, startled. <span class="pink"><i>That was oddly... honest. And a bit sad.</i></span> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> sees your look. <span class="blue"><b>"Surprised? I guess at my age I've lost patience for beating around the bush. I want everything my son has."</b></span> And before you can react, his lips are against your neck. <img src="Images/Gym/ball29.gif" width=350 /> His cologne is strong, this close - intense, overpowering. His hands explore your back, rubbing your ass cheeks. You know others can see you. You want to speak but all you let out is a feminine gasp. <span class="blue"><b>"To be young, to have a young woman in your arms..." Jack</b></span> whispers between his kisses, caressing you all the while. <span class="pink"><i>Alright, letting <b>Todd's</b> dad fulfil his midlife crisis - check. But this is enough - I should find <b>Todd</b>...</i></span> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> pulls back, and gives you a look of longing. Despite yourself, your penis strains against your chastity cage. <span class="pink"><i>... shouldn't I?</i></span> [[Go find Todd before something happens.->Third Date with Todd 14]] [[Let your heart decide.->Third Date with Todd 13 jack 2]] <<set $balljack = 1>>
Despite your better judgment, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> has you completely enthralled. <span class="blue"><b>"$femname..."</b></span> he says, before leaning in. <img src="Images/Gym/ball30.gif" width=350 /> The kiss is so similar, yet so different, from kissing <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. His father's tongue is rougher, his mouth more rugged, his lips older. Yet there's that same gentleness to it, that same yearning. <span class="pink"><i>Like father, like son...</i></span> His hand slips between your legs. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey!"</b></span> you say, stepping back before he finds your penis, which is currently locked up, swollen, and dripping thick gobs of precum into your panties. <span class="pink"><b>"Not okay, Mr. Power."</b></span> A few nearby dancers glance at the two of you, suddenly interested. <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> frowns, then regains his composure. <span class="blue"><b>"You should find my son."</b></span> Embarassed by what happened, but still uncomfortably attracted to <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> father, you rush off to find <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. [[Find Todd.->Third Date with Todd 14]] <<set $balljack = 2>>
<<if $ballhead eq 0>>You and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> arrive just as the dessert does. It looks as delicious as it does expensive. Finally, a meal for you! <img src="Images/Gym/ball36.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"So, dear - how was dancing?" Miranda</b></span> asks.. <<if $balljack gte 1>>Beside her, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> gives you a subtle wink.<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"It was wonderful. Your son is quite the dancer."</b></span> She beams. <span class="mom"><b>"And you brought him back on time, too. You're such a good influence, $femname. Finally, Theodore finds himself a good girl."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Agreed,"</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span>. <<if $balljack gte 2>><span class="blue"><b>"She's one of a kind. Any man would be lucky to have her."</b></span> You can't help but feel weak in the knees, at those words. Something about <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> father just makes you want to spread your legs and get taught what it means to be a woman until the sun rises. <</if>> <<set $powerapproval += 2>> <<else>>You and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> arrive long after the dessert does. <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> and <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> have already finished their plates, though yours looks delicious. <img src="Images/Gym/ball36.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"What took you so long?" Miranda</b></span> asks. Likely she already knows. <span class="todd"><b>"$femname left something in her coat."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> sniffs, and mutters, <span class="mom"><b>"Like class, maybe."</b></span> You pretend not to hear her. <span class="blue"><b>"At least you're here, now."</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span>. <<if $balljack gte 2>><span class="blue"><b>"$femname, this table - this whole evening - is warmed by your attendance."</b></span> You can't help but feel weak in the knees, at those words. Something about <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> father just makes you want to spread your legs and get taught what it means to be a woman until the sun rises. <</if>><</if>> After dessert comes a toast from the organizers of the ball. Everyone is given champagne. <img src="Images/Gym/ball37.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> rubs your thigh. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe, make a toast for the table!"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> nods at her son's idea. <span class="mom"><b>"Yes - a bit of wisdom from Theodore's sweetheart to end the night!"</b></span> This could be your last chance to win some favor. What to say? [[Say something Todd will like - talk about freedom, and making your own choices.->Third Date with Todd 16][$i = 1]] [[Say something Jack and Miranda will like - talk about importance of wealth and success.->Third Date with Todd 16][$i = 2]] [[Say something everyone will like - talk about how you wish Todd's sister was here.->Third Date with Todd 16][$i = 3]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $i = 0>>
<span class="pink"><b>"Come on,"</b></span> you say, taking <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> by the hand and leading him to a hallway. <span class="todd"><b>"But... dessert!"</b></span> In answer, you flip your skirt up and give him a brief view of your curvy bottom. <<if $dress eq "red">><img src="Images/Gym/ball32.webp" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Gym/ball32.gif" width=300 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck dessert."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> doesn't protest after that. Soon enough, you find a empty coat closet, dark but for a single incandescent bulb. <span class="pink"><b>"You've been such a gentleman all night,"</b></span> you whisper, leaning against a wall. <span class="pink"><b>"But I've been a bad girlfriend..."</b></span> <<if $ballroadhead eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>"Well, you <i>did</i> blow me in my car."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Shh!"</b></span> <</if>> You beckon him close. <span class="pink"><b>"How can I make it up to you?"</b></span> He raises a brow. <span class="todd"><b>"You sure?"</b></span> Just as you nod, his demeanor changes. <span class="todd"><b>"Tits out. Now."</b></span> You quickly undo your dress. After admiring your chest for a moment, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> forces you to your knees. <img src="Images/Gym/blowjob1.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Show me your big, hard cock, <i>Theodore Zacharias Power.</i>"</b></span> Clearly enjoying himself, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> halfheartedly shushes you. <span class="todd"><b>"Someone might hear!"</b></span> But the closet seems secluded enough, and besides, you like the thrill of someone catching you with your best friend's cock down your throat. Zipping open his pants, you let his sizable dick pop free. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock6.gif" width=400 /> [[Suck Todd's cock->Third Date with Todd 14 todd 2]]
Hungry for your best friend's dick, you give it a few affectionate licks before letting its bulbous head slip past your lips. You begin with quick, eager slurps, relishing the taste and how submissive you feel. <img src="Images/Gym/ball33.gif" width=350 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Fuck, $femname - you're amazing."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Mmmmmph, mmgh...</i>"</b></span> is all you can give as your answer, with his throbbing mancock hitting the back of your throat. Distantly, you hear guests walking by the coat closet, speaking among themselves. If anything, the danger of what you're doing just makes you feel more turned on. Even without any stimulation, your caged up cock starts leaking into your panties. <img src="Images/Gym/ball34.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>I'm such a slut for cock,</i></span> you think, nearly choking on <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> dick as you try and give him the best blowjob of his life. <span class="pink"><i>Nothing feels as good as panties, bras, silky dresses and sexy make up - besides teasing men and getting manhandled like a weak, submissive toy. I just love being a slutty girl!</i></span> Just then, there's a knock at the door. <span class="mom"><b>"Theodore? Are you in there?"</b></span> asks <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> from outside the door. <span class="mom"><b>"You're missing dessert."</b></span> Fear grips your heart, but you're in too far to stop now. Before <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> can pull back, you grip his ass cheeks and force the full length of his dick down your throat. He gasps, and the next moment his heavy, manly testicles contract against his skin. Thick, hot ropes of semen spurt out of his dick. You can feel his urethra on your tongue as it delivers his orgasm down your mouth. You don't even need to swallow - his cock is so deep inside of you that the cum just slides directly into your stomach. <img src="Images/Gym/ball35.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"We'll be there in a sec!" Todd</b></span> manages to say, once his orgasm ends. You keep sucking on his cock, enjoying the intimacy of the act. Him talking to his mother while you do it just makes it better. <span class="mom"><b>"... Alright."</b></span> Once she's gone, the two of you get dressed and clean up. <span class="todd"><b>"That was... something else." Todd</b></span> says, still catching his breath. <span class="todd"><b>"You're one of a kind, babe."</b></span> Feeling awfully proud of yourself, you link arms with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and go get dessert. [[Hopefully your makeup isn't ruined.->Third Date with Todd 15]] <<set $toddapproval += 2>> <<set $ballhead = 1>>
You raise your glass, stand before <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> family, and make your toast. <img src="Images/Gym/ball38.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Everyone has a dream of the person they want to be."</b></span> Your eyes meet <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"What they want to look like, what they want to feel like, what they want to do. Sometimes it takes a few years to figure it out, but we all get there."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"To finding your dream, and to pursuing it! There's nothing more important in life!"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"To finding your dream!" Todd</b></span> says, grinning ear-to-ear. His parents join in with a 'cheers' of their own, but they're clearly not as enthused. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> can't stop looking at you while he drinks his champagne. It's clear the toast was just as much about you as it was about him, and it's clear he loved every second of it. <<set $toddapproval += 1>> \ <<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"We only have one life - so there's no excuse to make anything but the most of it."</b></span> Your eyes meet <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"To men at the top of their field, and to all the long nights that brought them there. Life's a game - and to the victor go the spoils."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Well said, $femname." Jack</b></span> says, raising his glass. <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> nods. <span class="mom"><b>"Such a way with words... brilliant."</b></span> <<set $powerapproval += 1>> \ <<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"Tonight's been a lot of fun - I only wish the whole family was here for me to meet"</b></span> Your eyes meet <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span>. Is he shaking his head? <span class="pink"><b>"Todd, I wish your sister was here. I hope she's doing well in Spain. To Alexandra and Tomas!"</b></span> Silence. <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> and <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> give each other an uneasy look, then mumble out 'cheers.' As you sit down, embarassed, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> whispers, <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, they're not the biggest fans of my sister right now."</b></span> <</if>> After your toast, the party begins to die down. While some attendants still dance, others are grabbing their coats and heading home. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gestures for you to follow him up the stairs. [[What's this about?->Third Date with Todd 17]]
<<if $toddapproval gte 10>> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> leads you up a winding stairwell. At the top, you find yourself at a small overhang, looking over the entire charity ball. The music has fallen to little more than a hush, and most of the crowd is gone. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> puts his arm over your shoulder. <span class="todd"><b>"This was - I mean, probably - the best one of these stupid balls I've ever been forced to go to."</b></span> He laughs. <span class="todd"><b>"I mean, thanks to you. I owe you big time."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"No you don't - I liked it."</b></span> At his blank look, you smile. <span class="pink"><b>"I mean, yeah, your parents are stuck up and rude, but generally harmless. And getting all pretty, going to a fancy party with the best guy in the world... a girl can get used to this kind of life."</b></span> For a moment, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> looks like he's going to say something serious. Then he stops himself, shrugs, and says, <span class="todd"><b>"Too bad we can't play pretend forever."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Forever?</i></span> You watch him with eyes wide and full, your heart banging against your chest. <span class="pink"><i>If stuff like this keeps happening, I'm going to fall in love with you.</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> seems to read your mind. He leans away, towards the people below, and whispers. <span class="todd"><b>"I know it's not real, but I love... this."</b></span> You swallow. <span class="pink"><b>"I love this too."</b></span> He leans in, and together you share a long, passionate kiss. <img src="Images/Gym/ball39.gif" width=400 /> Then, from below, <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> calls your name. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pulls back from your embrace with some reluctance. <span class="todd"><b>"Guess you should go say goodbye."</b></span> <<elseif $toddapproval lte 9>><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> leads you up a winding stairwell. At the top, you find yourself at a small overhang, looking over the entire charity ball. The music has fallen to little more than a hush, and most of the crowd is gone. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> sighs, fidgeting with his pockets. <span class="todd"><b>"I guess I should thank you."</b></span> You glance at him, confused. <span class="todd"><b>"You sucked up to my parents so much, they probably love you by now. And me, I guess, by proxy."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Hey, this whole thing was your idea, remember? I was supposed to show them how responsible and adjusted you are."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> looks like he's about to argue, then sighs and shrugs. <span class="todd"><b>"I mean, that was just an excuse to see you in a dress and dance with you. Guess I didn't make it obvious enough."</b></span> You feel a bit hurt, a bit like a fool. <span class="pink"><b>"I was just trying to help."</b></span> To that, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> doesn't say anything at all. Then, from below, <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> calls your name. <span class="todd"><b>"You should probably go say goodbye to her." Todd</b></span> says, then adds, <span class="todd"><b>"Let's just forget about tonight and go back to normal."</b></span> He leaves. You watch him go, wondering where you went wrong. <img src="Images/Gym/ball40.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Todd..."</b></span> After pulling yourself together, you head back down the stairs.<</if>> <<if $toddapproval gte 10>><b><i><span class="todd">Todd</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $toddlove += 1>> \ <</if>> [[Go see Miranda.->Third Date with Todd 18]]
<<if $powerapproval gte 10>> <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> is waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for her coat. <img src="Images/Gym/ball39.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Well, if it isn't my little daughter-in-law to be."</b></span> You blush. <span class="pink"><b>"Hi, Miranda. Heading home?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Jack has a very busy schedule tomorrow. Faces to lift, breasts to perfect. A surgeon's work is never done."</b></span> She takes your hand. <span class="mom"><b>"I just wanted to let you know how happy we are with you and Theodore. Finally, a girl to push him out of boyhood and into the real world.."</b></span> She laughs. <span class="mom"><b>"I swear, if it weren't for you, he'd still be under the influence of that rascal, $playername."</b></span> You share her laughter. <span class="mom"><b>"One more thing." Miranda</b></span> pulls a letter from her purse. <span class="mom"><b>"A gift from me to you. You give that letter to any plastic surgeon in the area, he'll reduce his price. Significantly."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's... so generous. You didn't have to-"</b></span> <<set $powerletter = 1>>\ <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> places a finger to her lips. <span class="mom"><b>"It's my pleasure. Nothing warms my heart like seeing a young beauty like you become more and more beautiful through modern medicine. I expect when it comes to shopping for wedding dresses, we'll need to account for your breast and butt implants."</b></span> To that, you just smile. <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> is definitely a little crazy. <span class="pink"><i>Then again, a little surgery might help me make more money at the Cauldron.</i></span> <<if $balljack gte 2>>Once <span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> is gone, you spot <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> near the entrance to a washroom, waving for your attention. It seems urgent. [[Go see what Jack wants.->Third Date with Todd 19]] <<else>>[[Head to the exit.->Third Date with Todd 20]]<</if>><</if>> <<if $powerapproval lte 9>><span class="mom"><b>Miranda</b></span> is waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for her coat. <img src="Images/Gym/ball39.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Well, if it isn't my little daughter-in-law to be."</b></span> She's frowning, and clearly sarcastic. Nervous, you ask, <span class="pink"><b>"What's wrong?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Let me make this simple for you. Stay away from my son. No more gym classes. No more jogging. Nothing."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What? But--"</b></span> She speaks over you. <span class="mom"><b>"No buts. I'm friends with your university's dean. Imagine what I'll do if you refuse me."</b></span> For a moment, you just stare at her, bewildered. <span class="pink"><b>"What did I do wrong?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"You're just not good for Theodore. Have a nice life, $femname."</b></span> She turns heel and leaves you feeling like you've been stabbed. <img src="Images/Gym/ball40.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>No more <b>Todd</b>? Ever?</i></span> Just when you think you might cry - or faint - you spot <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> near the entrance to a washroom, waving for your attention. It seems urgent. [[Go see what Jack wants.->Third Date with Todd 19]] <</if>>
<<if $powerapproval gte 10>> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> glances over your shoulder as you approach, making sure no one is watching the two of you. Then he smiles. You can't help but get a little weak in your knees at his look. Maybe you have a bit of a thing for older men? <img src="Images/Gym/jack1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"So, Miranda's decided you'll one day marry my son. Congratulations."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um... I mean, it's nice, but she's a little-"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Insane?"</b></span> he offers, still smiling. <span class="pink"><b>"I was going to say 'forward.'"</b></span> He laughs, but then his demeanor shifts. Even with his shaded glasses, you can see the hunger in his stare. <span class="blue"><b>"I guess that makes me your father-in-law..."</b></span> As he speaks, you feel his hand gently touch your palm. <img src="Images/Gym/ball41.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"And I'd be your daughter... in-law."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Then it's in everyone's interest - Theodore's most of all - that we're... close."</b></span> He glances at the empty washroom. <span class="blue"><b>"And I'm a powerful man. I'd be discrete, and make it worth your while."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Oh fuck, <b>Todd's</b> dad is propositioning me. It feels like such a betrayal to <b>Todd</b>... but...</i></span> [[Keep it classy, go find Todd.->Third Date with Todd 20]] [[Start a romantic affair with Jack->Third Date with Todd 19 jack]] <</if>> <<if $powerapproval lte 9>><span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> glances over your shoulder as you approach, making sure no one is watching the two of you. Then he smiles. <<if $balljack gte 1>>You can't help but get a little weak in your knees at his look. Maybe you have a bit of a thing for older men?<</if>> <img src="Images/Gym/jack1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"So, Miranda's decided you'll never see Theodore again."</b></span> He shrugs. <span class="blue"><b>"Don't take it personally - she hates all his girlfriends."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"But... I <i>like</i> Todd. I don't want to ghost him."</b></span> To that, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> gives a self-certain nod. <span class="blue"><b>"That's why I wanted to talk to you. You don't want to get expelled. And you don't want to lose my son."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I can convince Miranda to change her mind..."</b></span> As he speaks, you feel his hand gently touch your palm. <img src="Images/Gym/ball41.gif" width=500 /> <span class="blue"><b>"But you'll need to convince <i>me</i> that you're worth the trouble."</b></span> He glances at the empty washroom. <span class="blue"><b>"You get to keep seeing my son, but you become my slut. I get to have you whenever I want. Those are my terms."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>This feels like such a betrayal to <b>Todd</b>... but wouldn't it be worse if I just disappeared from his life?</i></span> You swallow hard. <span class="pink"><i>I don't have a choice.</i></span> <<if $balljack gte 1>>And though you hate to admit it, being slutty for <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> sounds kind of hot. You locked up penis is definitely responding. <</if>> [[Become Jack's slut.->Third Date with Todd 19 jack]] <</if>>
It isn't long before you're back in <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> car, watching streetlights turn to streaks of light as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> cruises along the highway. <img src="Images/Gym/ball43.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"So,"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, after a long silence. <span class="todd"><b>"We survived dinner with my parents."</b></span> <<if $powerapproval lte 9>><span class="pink"><b>"Barely."</b></span> you reply, thinking about <span class="mom"><b>Miranda's</b></span> disappointment in you.<<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Yeah... somehow"</b></span><</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"Did they ever... you know, suspect?"</b></span> You glance his way. <span class="pink"><b>"Suspect? Oh. No, they didn't have a clue."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"I knew they wouldn't."</b></span> He smiles, pleased with himself. <span class="todd"><b>"You're more of a girl than most girls. You're..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Sifa Clockheart?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Sifa fucking Clockheart, yeah."</b></span> For a while neither of you speak. It almost feels like years ago - just another drive with your best friend after a night out at a movie. Just you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, wasting away another weekend in each other's company. Then you feel his hand against your thigh. <span class="todd"><b>"My mom says you're girlfriend material."</b></span> <<if $powerapproval lte 9>><span class="pink"><i>If only you knew what it cost to convince her...</i></span> You shake away the thought.<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"That's great. I'll let Susan know."</b></span> <<if $toddlove eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> fidgets in his seat. <span class="todd"><b>"What if..."</b></span> His voice trails off. <span class="todd"><b>"Nevermind."</b></span><<elseif $toddlove eq 0>><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs. <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, you do that."</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> fidgets in his seat. <span class="todd"><b>"What if..."</b></span> He looks at you, briefly. <span class="todd"><b>"What if you weren't with her?"</b></span> Your heart skips a beat. <span class="pink"><b>"I..."</b></span><</if>> Just then, his car comes to a stop. You've arrived at your apartment. <<if $toddlove eq 2>><span class="todd"><b>"Just think on it." Todd</b></span> says, leaning forwards.<<else>><span class="todd"><b>"I guess this is goodnight" Todd</b></span> says, leaning forwards.<</if>> <img src="Images/Gym/ball44.gif" width=400 /> Your heart races, his lips so close to yours. Kissing boys feels nice. Kissing <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is a whole other kind of nice. <span class="pink"><b>"Come here..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/ball45.gif" width=400 /> After your kiss, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> opens your door for you and walks you to the entrance of your apartment. <span class="todd"><b>"See you at the gym, babe."</b></span> You wave, feeling giddy. <span class="pink"><b>"Wouldn't miss it for anything."</b></span> [[Time to kick off these heels!->Third Date with Todd 21]]
<<if $powerapproval gte 10>> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> leads you into the washroom, then locks the door behind you. <span class="blue"><b>"It's strange, but I've always wanted to stuff my cock down the throat of a girl my son loved."</b></span> He brushes your hair from your face. <span class="blue"><b>"Will you make my dream come true?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Something's cumming true,"</b></span> you say with a wink. He barks a laugh, then pulls you close. <img src="Images/Gym/ball42.gif" width=400 /> Once more, you find yourself lost to <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> touch, his hard grip, the way he gropes you with dominating need. Then he pushes you to your knees, and unzips his pants. <span class="pink"><b>"Holy fuck."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/powercock1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Bigger than Theodore's?"</b></span> Longer? Probably not. But it's <i>thick</i>. The man has a cock with the girth of a beer can, and its length is nothing to sniff at, either. This is going to hurt your jaw, but it doesn't matter. The sight of such a meaty, mature cock has you shivering with desire. Precum starts to bubble out of your tiny, neglected clitty. Eager to taste, you open your mouth wide and swallow the head of <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> cock. He takes your hair into his hands the next moment, and starts to roughly facefuck you. <img src="Images/Gym/powercock2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b><i>"Mmmmmph!!!"</i></b></span> You moan, your throat filled with the taste of sweaty mancock, your mind going numb with subservient pleasure. <span class="blue"><b>"My daughter-in-law is such a slut..." Jack</b></span> whispers, watching you bob on his dick. <span class="blue"><b>"You and I are going to have a lot of fun from now on. Theodore will never know. This is our... <i>fuck!</i>"</b></span> He cums hard in your mouth. You nearly choke on the amount of semen coursing down your throat, so you have to pull out his cock and let the rest hit your face. <img src="Images/Gym/powercock3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"How was... that?"</b></span> you ask, licking up semen from the shaft of <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> cock. <span class="blue"><b>"Everything I wanted."</b></span> He gestures to the door. <span class="blue"><b>"Now, go find my son and play the doting girlfriend. You'll hear from me when I want another go."</b></span> After cleaning up your face as best as you can, you leave the washroom. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I guess I'm seeing <b>Jack</b> on the side, now. <b>Todd</b> can never know.</i></span> You sigh, annoyed at yourself. <span class="pink"><i>Why does acting like a slut feel so good? Sometimes I feel like I care about cock more than I do about saving my dad...</i></span> [[Find Todd->Third Date with Todd 20]] <<set $jackslut = 1>><</if>> <<if $powerapproval lte 9>> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> leads you into the washroom, then locks the door behind you. <span class="blue"><b>"I've always wanted to stuff my cock down the throat of a girl my son loved."</b></span> He brushes your hair from your face. <span class="blue"><b>"Tonight, you're going to be that throat."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Can't I just... give you a handjob?"</b></span> He shakes his head. <span class="blue"><b>"If you want me to convince my wife that you're good for Theodore, I'm going to feel your tonsils with my dick, and soon."</b></span> He barks a laugh at your astounded look, then pulls you close. <img src="Images/Gym/ball42.gif" width=400 /> <<if $balljack gte 1>>Once more, you find yourself lost to <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> touch, his hard grip, the way he gropes you with dominating need.<<else>>You want to struggle, but you know it's no use. Soon, your feelings become more blurred. His dominating kisses have your heart racing. You can't help but respond to his touch.<</if>> Then he pushes you to your knees, and unzips his pants. <span class="pink"><b>"Holy fuck."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/powercock1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Bigger than Theodore's?"</b></span> Longer? Probably not. But it's <i>thick</i>. The man has a cock with the girth of a beer can, and its length is nothing to sniff at, either. This is going to hurt your jaw.<<if $balljack gte 1>> At the same time, the sight of such a meaty, mature cock has you shivering with desire. Precum starts to bubble out of your tiny, neglected clitty.<</if>> <<if $balljack gte 1>>Eager to taste, you<<else>>You<</if>> open your mouth wide and swallow the head of <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> cock. He takes your hair into his hands the next moment, and starts to roughly facefuck you. <img src="Images/Gym/powercock2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b><i>"Mmmmmph!!!"</i></b></span> You moan, your throat filled with the taste of sweaty mancock<<if $balljack gte 1>>, your mind going numb with subservient pleasure.<<else>>.<</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"My daughter-in-law is such a slut..." Jack</b></span> whispers, watching you bob on his dick. <span class="blue"><b>"You and I are going to have a lot of fun from now on. Theodore will never know. This is our... <i>fuck!</i>"</b></span> He cums hard in your mouth. You nearly choke on the amount of semen coursing down your throat, so you have to pull out his cock and let the rest hit your face. <img src="Images/Gym/powercock3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"How was... that?"</b></span> you ask, licking up semen from the shaft of <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> cock. <span class="blue"><b>"A good start. You'll make a fine slut."</b></span> He gestures to the door. <span class="blue"><b>"Now, go find my son and play the doting girlfriend. You'll hear from me when I want another go."</b></span> After cleaning up your face as best as you can, you leave the washroom. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I guess have to keep <b>Jack</b> on the side, now. <b>Todd</b> can never know, even though I'm doing it for his sake.</i></span> You sigh, annoyed at yourself for enjoying it by the end. <span class="pink"><i>Why does acting like a slut feel so good? Sometimes it's like I care more about cock than I do about saving my dad...</i></span> [[Find Todd->Third Date with Todd 20]] <<set $jackslut = 2>><</if>>
Once you're in your apartment, the first thing you do is strip down to your underwear, wipe off your make up, and plop onto your bed. <span class="pink"><i>What a night!</i></span> <img src="Images/Gym/ball40.jpg" width=400 /> As you mindlessly scroll through your phone, you think back to everything that happened over the course of the day. <<if $ballroadhead eq 1>><span class="pink"><i>I can't believe I gave <b>Todd</b> head in his car. It was surprisingly hot...</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>I love driving around in <b>Todd's</b> car... something about a cute guy in fast car is just... stimulating.</i></span><</if>> With a groan, you think about when you 'met' his parents. <span class="pink"><i>They treat women so poorly - and they're crazy rude to <b>Todd</b>, too.</i></span><<if $jackslut eq 2>> You sigh. <span class="pink"><i>And now <b>Todd's</b> sleazy dad is going to be calling me to give him blowjobs. It's so humiliating... but kind of hot, in a fucked up way.</i></span><<elseif $jackslut eq 1>> You find yourself googling images of <span class="blue"><b>Jack Power</b></span>. <span class="pink"><i>And now I'm <b>Jack's</b> secret fling. I know <b>Todd</b> would die if he ever found out... but there's something so alluring about his dad...</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i> At least I won't need to see his parents often.</i></span><</if>> <<if $toddapproval gte 10>>You think back to the kiss you shared with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> at the railing, right before the night ended. <span class="pink"><i>That was so damned romantic... when did my best friend get so dreamy? Luckily he's all mine...</i></span><<else>>You think back to what <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> said to you by the railing, near the end of the night. <span class="pink"><i>I guess I didn't pay enough attention to <b>Todd</b> tonight. I wonder what I could have done differently...</i></span><</if>> All your thoughts of the strange night begin to center in how sexual the night became. With meaning to, your hand starts to grope at your caged clitty - soaked in sweat and precum - and your small, smooth balls. Not wanting all that sweet precum to go to waste, you scoop it into your mouth. It serves as the perfect midnight snack. <img src="Images/Gym/ball46.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Life is good as a girl..."</b></span> you mumble, before [[nodding off to sleep->Chastity Fuck Dream]] <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $wearingfemoverwear = 0>> <<set $todddate = 5>> <<if ($toddapproval gte 10) and ($powerapproval gte 10)>><<set $ach8 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $gloryholecount eq 0>>Feeling nervous, you head to your first shift as a glory hole slut. It's a demeaning job, but you're doing this to save your father.<<elseif $gloryholecount lte 4>>Feeling a little nervous, you head to the usual stall to work as a glory hole slut. Sucking dick is fun, but a small part of you remembers that this is for your dad. You're doing this for your dad... but you also like being able to taste a bunch of stranger's cocks.<<else>>Feeling horny, you head to yet another shift as your school's glory hole slut. $gloryholeday is probably your favorite day of the week. Nothing's better than sucking dick for money.<</if>> <img src="Images/University/gloryhole2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $gloryholecount lte 5>>For a few minutes you just sit on the toilet, occasionally glancing at the empty hole.<<else>>You stare at the hole, salivating, waiting for the first cock to appear.<</if>> Then it happens. A cock pops into your stall, your payment sitting on the shaft. <<set $imageset = [1, 2]>>\ \ <<set $imagechoice = $imageset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $imagechoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholemoney1.jpg" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $imagechoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholemoney2.jpg" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $gloryholecount lte 5>>Tentatively, you take the money and stuff it down your bra.<<else>>Eager to get started, you take the money and stuff it down your bra.<</if>> [[Suck this stranger's cock.->Gloryhole 2]] <<set $gloryholecount +=1>> <<set $money +=25>> <<set $gloryholecomplete = 1>>
<<if $gloryholecount eq 0>><span class="pink"><i>Okay... guess this is my side hustle, now...</i></span><<elseif $gloryholecount lte 4>>You're a bit nervous about doing this, but the sight of that big, hard cock has you salivating. You lean in.<<else>>Without a second thought, you open wide for your paying customer.<</if>> <<set $imageset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $imagechoice = $imageset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $imagechoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholesuck1.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $imagechoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholesuck2.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $imagechoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholesuck3.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $gloryholecount lte 5>>Slowly, you get into it, forgetting about the fact that you're sucking dick for money in a public washroom. You can tell your customer is enjoying it from the way he slowly humps the wall that separates the two of you.<<else>>You suck the stranger's dick with enthusiasm, and your own neglected penis swells up in response. An accomplished cocksucker at this point, you're not surprised to hear your customer quietly moan in pleasure.<</if>> Soon enough, your customer shivers and his balls contract. The next moment, a hot jet of cum hits the back of your throat. <<set $cumset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $cumchoice = $cumset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $cumchoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholecum1.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $cumchoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholecum2.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $cumchoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholecum3.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ Once his orgasm subsides and his hot, somewhat bitter-tasting cum is coating your throat and pooled in your stomach, your customer shuffles off without a word. Maybe it's time you headed to class yourself. You'll probably still make it on time. <<if $gloryholecount gte 3>>Then again, you could stay here for the day and make some <i>real</i> money. All you'd have to do is service every guy who shoved a cock into your gloryhole. [[Stay and suck cock all day.->Gloryhole 3]]<</if>> [[Head to class->School Entry]]
<span class="pink"><i>God, I'm such a slut... I just love sucking cock so much...</i></span> It isn't long before your second customer arrives. And your third seems to pop in while you're still wiping your face of stray cum. By the fifth customer, you stop bothering. You lose count. All you know is hours pass by. The bathroom is filled with the sound of you sucking cock. Sometimes girls pass through the washroom, but no one says anything. Finally, you finish your last customer. <span class="pink"><i>Fuuuuck.. my jaw hurts...</i></span> <<set $imageset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $imagechoice = $imageset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $imagechoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholeslut1.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $imagechoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholeslut2.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $imagechoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/University/gloryholeslut3.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<set $cashset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $cashchoice = $cashset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $cashchoice eq 1>> \ You made one hundred and fifty dollars from sucking cock all day - sweet! <<set $money +=150>><</if>>\ <<if $cashchoice eq 2>> \ You made one hundred and seventy-five dollars from sucking cock all day - awesome! <<set $money +=175>><</if>>\ <<if $cashchoice eq 3>> \ You made two hundred dollars from sucking cock all day - fuck yes! <<set $money +=200>> <</if>>\ You feel exhausted, and <i>full</i>. Your stomach gurgles from all the different consistencies of semen, mixing together inside of you. After releasing a rather unladylike burp that stinks of cum, you decide to head home and shower. [[A long shower, and maybe some mouthwash...->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">>
<<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey,"</b></span> you say, as <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> goes silent. <span class="pink"><b>"I, um... I had a lot of fun tonight."</b></span> You can see from her cautious smile that she can't tell if you're joking. <span class="pink"><b>"I mean it! May this be the first of many girls' nights out!"</b></span> And before you can react, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> has her arms around you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/hug1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Thanks, hot shot."</b></span> she says, seemingly genuine and - for once - just a bit vulnerable. <span class="katie"><b>"See you around."</b></span> You watch her go, feeling unusually happy. <span class="pink"><i>Did I just make a friend?</i></span> <<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey,"</b></span> you say, as <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> goes silent. <span class="pink"><b>"I..."</b></span> Your fingers brush by hers. Time seems to slow, as <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> tentatively returns the gesture, letting her fingers slip along your palm. Then suddenly you're holding hands. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handhold1.gif" width=400 /> You meet her eyes. She shares your look of flushed cheeks and curious, almost alarmed surprise. This doesn't feel like two friends holding hands. It feels... <i>intimate</i>. <span class="pink"><b>"I..."</b></span> You give her hand the lightest squeeze. When she returns it, warm electricity runs up your arm. <span class="pink"><b>"I just wanted to tell you, I had fun."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> smiles - not a coy grin, but a real, sincere smile - and leans close. Her lips brush your cheek. <span class="katie"><b>"Me too."</b></span> She gives you one last look. Her hand hasn't yet left yours. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie13.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"You're... more than I expected, hot shot..."</b></span> Then her fingers slip from your grasp, and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> heads home. You watch her go, marvelling at her perfect ass and trying to make sense of what just happened. <span class="pink"><i>Were we flirting? And why is my heart racing?</i></span> <b><i><span class="katie">Katie</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $katielove += 1>><</if>> [[Time to head home!->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">>
<<if $chastitywaitresscount eq 0>> \ When you enter the small dressing room, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> raises a finger to her lips. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie17.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Careful what you say,"</b></span> she whispers. <span class="katie"><b>"I can't be sure that Nazarov hasn't bugged this place. So while we're in the Cauldron, we play it cool. Right?"</b></span> After you give a tepid nod, <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> entire demeanor changes. <span class="katie"><b>"Hey hot shot!"</b></span> she nearly shouts. <span class="katie"><b>"You look like a treat. The boys will be all over you."</b></span> Still a little ill at ease, you give a weak smile. <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Nazarov might be listening to us right now? What the fuck...</i></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gets close. <span class="katie"><b>"Now let's see that cage. No waitressing unless you're all locked up."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"But I don't even have a key."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Doesn't mean you couldn't take a hammer to it."</b></span> You cringe at the thought, but comply anyway.<<else>>When you enter the small dressing room, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is waiting for you puts her finger to her lips, then shifts to a - slightly false - grin. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie17.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"It's my favorite waitress!"</b></span> She gestures between your legs. <span class="katie"><b>"Let's see that cute little cage before we get you dressed."</b></span><</if>> After taking off your clothes, you give <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> - and any hidden cameras - a nice look at your caged up penis. <<set $showset = [1, 2, 3, 4, 5]>>\ \ <<set $showchoice = $showset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastity1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/drippingchastity.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/showingchastity1.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/showingchastity2.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $showchoice eq 5>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/showingchastity3.gif" width=300 /> <</if>>\ <span class="katie"><b>"Mmm..." Katie</b></span> says, admiring your caged up penis. <span class="katie"><b>"I love a big dick as much as the next girl, but for some reason, this is doing it for me too."</b></span> <<if $chastitywaitresscount eq 0>><span class="katie"><b>"I've got some new outfits picked out for you. Nazarov says he wants you to show more skin. Come on."</b></span><<else>><span class="katie"><b>"Let's get you into a sexy outfit."</b></span><</if>> [[It's dress-up time!->Chastity Waitress Shift 2]] <<if $chastityquest eq 7>>[[Tell Katie you're ready to earn your blowjob bracelet.->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet]]<</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">>
<<if $carlosstatus eq 2>>You arrive at your busgirl shift ready to put <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> plan into action. <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> knows you and likes you - else he wouldn't have kissed you. Now you just have to leverage his interest into pulling <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> access code from his lips. It's time to get flirty. You start the shift innocently enough. Like usual, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> gives you way less work than he gives to the busboys. They don't like it, but they won't ever say anything - they're all wimpy losers, just like you were way back when you pretended to be a boy. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busgirl.gif" width=400 /> It's near the end of the shift that you make your move. Seeing that <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> is alone in the kitchen, you walk inside carrying a half-empty pitcher of beer. Two steps in, you force yourself to slip - and as you tumble down, so too does the pitcher. But to your surprise. <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> doesn't rush in to make sure you're okay. <span class="carlos"><b>"Damn, chica - I've got no time for clumsy workers. Clean that shit up, okay?"</b></span> And then he leaves. Not ideal, but you can turn this around. While <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> is gone, you soak the floor, hike up your skirt, and start wiping down the mess. And when <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> returns, he's greeted to a nice view of your perfect ass. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosflirt2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Almost done, Carlos."</b></span> you say, giving him an innocent smile. He's not subtle. <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> is looking directly at your bottom. And he likes what he sees. <span class="carlos"><b>"I like the hustle, chica. Just make sure it doesn't happen again."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And if it does?"</b></span> He raises a brow. <span class="carlos"><b>"Not so timid, anymore?"</b></span> He mutters something in Spanish. <span class="carlos"><b>"If it happens again, you and me will have a talk in my office. Maybe I have to write you up, Chica."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i><b>Carlos</b> has an office? Perfect, somewhere private to press him for the access code...</i></span> Soon enough your shift is over. You made progress, but you'll need to come back if you're going to find the code you need. <<set $carlosstatus = 3>> \ [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money +=150>> <<set $busgirlcount +=1>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<elseif $carlosstatus eq 3>> You arrive at your busgirl shift ready to trick <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> into spilling his boss's access code. First, you need to get into <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos'</b></span> office. That should be easy enough. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busgirl.gif" width=400 /> After wasting half your shift doing very little actual work, you spot your chance. <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> is alone in the kitchen, and you're carrying <i>two</i> pitchers of flat beer. <span class="pink"><i>Would be a shame if I slipped... again...</i></span> Twenty seconds later, you're on your knees, and the kitchen is covered in beer. <span class="carlos"><b>"What the <i>fuck</i>, Chica? Are you trying to get fired?"</b></span> You rub at the mess in vain with an already-soaked towel. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosflirt2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"It was accident,"</b></span> you say, winking. <span class="pink"><b>"I swear."</b></span> He shakes his head, incredulous. <span class="carlos"><b>"My office. Now."</b></span> [[Guess I'm in trouble.->Flirty Busgirl Shift 2]] <<elseif $carlosstatus eq 4>>You arrive at your busgirl shift ready to snag the code from <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>. It's clear he's ready to bargain for it. And you have a feeling you already know what he wants. You spend the first half of your shift daydreaming about what <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> looks like underneath those tight jeans. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busgirl.gif" width=400 /> Soon enough, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> finds you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlos1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="carlos"><b>"So, chica. Still need that code?"</b></span> he asks, circling the table you're cleaning. <span class="carlos"><b>"You know, for that <i>birthday gift</i>?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Of course I am,"</b></span> you say, playing the innocent, earnest bus girl. <span class="pink"><b>"And I'd do <i>anything</i> for it."</b></span> His hand slips around your throat. No pressure, just a firm touch. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosflirt3.gif" width=400 /> Electricity runs up your spine. <span class="carlos"><b>"Anything?" Carlos</b></span> asks, his mouth just over your ear. <span class="pink"><i>Two can play at this game...</i></span> You rest your fingers over his crotch. <span class="pink"><b>"Why don't we go to your office and... trade."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> takes a moment, as if he doesn't quite believe you. Then he whispers, <span class="carlos"><b>"After you."</b></span> [[To the office.->Flirty Busgirl Shift 2]] <<elseif $carlosstatus eq 5>>You arrive at your busgirl shift, ready to do very little work in exchange for letting <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> take advantage of you. Still, you make a bit of effort to clean a few tables before you get too bored. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busgirl.gif" width=400 /> It's not long before <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> finds you. Clutching your hair, he pulls you towards him and presses his lips to your ear. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlospull.gif" width=400 /> <span class="carlos"><b>"My office. Now."</b></span> [[Yes, sir!->Flirty Busgirl Shift 2]] <</if>>
<<set $chastityoutfitset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $chastityoutfitchoice = $chastityoutfitset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $chastityoutfitchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastitywaitress1.jpg" width=400 /> Today you're dressed as a slutty schoolgirl, wearing what has to be the least practical school outfit even sewn. Your skirt is short enough to make every step reveal your panties, and your breasts are itching to pop out of your tiny top. Anyone wearing a uniform like this to school is bound to receive a rather perverted education... <<set $overwear = "Slutty schoolgirl outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastityoutfitchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastitywaitress2.jpg" width=400 /> Today you're dressed as a playboy bunny! You knew it was only a matter of time before you put one of these on at the Cauldron. You can't help but fall in love with the look. The floppy ears are cute and innocent, while the corset is anything but. With your clitty carefully tucked away, you can show the Cauldron your perfectly toned thighs and ass. The outfit is a classic for a reason - it just works! <<set $overwear = "Classic bunny outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastityoutfitchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastitywaitress3.jpg" width=400 /> Today you're dressed as every sweaty nerd's dream - Princess Leia Organa in her Hutt slave outfit. The chain bikini is surprisingly comfortable, but beneath that thin veil of fabric is <i>nothing</i> but your panties. One wrong step, and the whole Cauldron will see that Leia has a little lightsaber hidden between her legs... <<set $overwear = "Slave Leia outfit">> <</if>>\ \ [[Let's get to work!->Chastity Waitress Shift 3]] <<set $chastitywaitresscount += 1>>
<span class="katie"><b>"Really? You're ready? You've done everything I asked for?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I literally couldn't gag if I tried to anymore. Everything just slides done, no fuss."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"That's hot. But what about the other thing?"</b></span> You lower your voice to a whisper. <span class="pink"><b>"It wasn't easy, but I got the code from Carlos. That key is as good as mine."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> nearly jumps for joy, then remembers herself and simmers down. <span class="katie"><b>"Not bad, hot shot. Not bad at all. Let me text the boss."</b></span> While <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> fiddles with her phone, you stand there, nervous as all hell. <span class="pink"><i>Am I about to give a mob boss a blow job? And then steal from him? What the hell is wrong with me?</i></span> To make matters worse, the thought of sucking a mob boss's cock is kind of... <i>hot.</i> You begin to salivate, your body betraying you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Okay,"</b></span> says <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gesturing at the ceiling. <span class="katie"><b>"He's ready for you. Once you have the you-know-what, come meet me on campus with it. I'll deal with it from there."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gets ready to leave. And you've got work to do. [[Head to Nazarov's office.->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 2]] [[Ask for some good luck from Katie first.->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet Katie]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>>
Dressed up in your $overwear, you enter the first floor of the Cauldron, ready to strut your stuff and make some serious money. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> At this point you're a veteran waitress. You can handle the busiest tables with ease, and revel in how the boys stare with interest, while the girls look on with envy. You're a hot piece of ass and you know it. <<set $chastityset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $chastitychoice = $chastityset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $chastitychoice eq 1>>Midway through your shift, you head down a hallway for a quick water break. As you do, you pass by a newer waitress, rocking a rather gorgeous devil costume. You see she doesn't have any bracelets on her arm. Yet. <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastityevent1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Hey, do I look okay?"</b></span> she asks, giving you a mock runway walk. <span class="pink"><b>"Fucking gorg. Obviously."</b></span> She grins, clearly enjoying the compliment. <span class="mom"><b>"Just trying to keep up with you, $femname! See you out there."</b></span> You enjoy watching her leave. <</if>>\ <<if $chastitychoice eq 2>>Midway through your shift, you have the difficult task of navigating your way through the dance floor while balancing a tray full of drinks. As you do, you pass two women absolutely tearing up the dance floor in some pretty sexy outfits. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Cauldron/chastityevent2.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I wish I could dance like that...</i></span> The two women are soon surrounded by a group of handsome guys, all dressed as skeletons. Someone's definitely getting boned, tonight. <</if>>\ <<if $chastitychoice eq 3>>Midway through your shift, you head to one of the larger change rooms to give your feet a rest. High heels might be sexy as hell, but they're also instruments of torture. Of this, you're certain. <span class="mom"><b>"Hey, $femname - just the girl I needed."</b></span> says an experienced waitress, waving you over. <span class="mom"><b>"Help me decide what to wear"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastityevent3.jpg" width=400 /> You admire her figure - covered in only a scandalous set of underwear. <span class="pink"><b>"Why not just go like that?"</b></span> She bites her lip, then her eyes light up. <span class="mom"><b>"Wow. Why didn't I think of that?"</b></span> She snaps one of the many bracelets gracing her arm. <span class="mom"><b>"I'll be in my birthday suit soon enough, anyway."</b></span> You watch her go, somewhat stunned that she's actually going to serve tables in a bra and a thong. <</if>>\ <<if $chastitychoice eq 4>>Midway through your shift, you happen to walk by one of the backrooms as a waitress is cleaning it up. Clearly, she was recently using it to serve a client. <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastityevent4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Rough evening?"</b></span> you ask, noticing her frowning. The waitress shrugs. <span class="mom"><b>"Anal's always a bit of a gamble, but how can I say no to four hundred bucks?"</b></span> She flashes the bills in your face, then heads off. She has a bit a limp to her gait - her last client must have really reamed her ass! Impressive. <</if>>\ <<if $chastityquest lte 7>><<set $cauldronwhoreset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>><<else>><<set $cauldronwhoreset = [1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6]>><</if>>\ \ <<set $cauldronwhorechoice = $cauldronwhoreset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 1>>Near the end of your shift, a patron snaps your blue bracelet. You glance over at the potential client - a young guy, probably a student at the university. He's cute enough. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to jerk him off for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Handjob 1]] [[Not tonight->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 2>>Just as your shift is ending, a patron snaps your blue bracelet. A middle-aged man, drinking alone at the bar. He's not particularly good looking, but offers a self-effacing smile when your eyes meet. You give him a warm smile in return. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a handjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Handjob 2]] [[Not tonight->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 3>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your blue bracelet. He looks like a normal enough guy - probably a student at the university. He keeps his finger hooked under your bracelet, giving you a hopeful look. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a handjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Handjob 3]] [[Not tonight->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 4>>Eventually your shift ends - and no one's snapped your bracelet! <<if $money lte 5000>>A shame, because you could definitely use some extra money.<<else>>Considering you're sitting on more than five thousand in cash, it's not the biggest deal in world. Still, it's always fun to play with a stranger...<</if>> <span class="mom"><b>"Don't sweat it, $femname,"</b></span> says a waitress passing by you, her right arm lined with every color of bracelet. <span class="mom"><b>"It's quiet night. Happens to the best of us."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I guess I can't get lucky every night...</i></span> [[Go find Katie->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 5>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your red bracelet. He's well-built and looks rather sure of himself - maybe an athlete from the university. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a blowjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Blowjob 1]] [[Not tonight->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 6>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your red bracelet. He looks like a normal enough guy - young, and more than a bit nervous. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a blowjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Blowjob 2]] [[Not tonight->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <</if>> \
After your shift, you find <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> in your usual dressing room, wiping off her make-up in her underwear. <<set $katieset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $katiechoice = $katieset.pluck()>>\ <<if $katiechoice eq 1>><img src="Images/Cauldron/katie11.jpg" width=350 /> \ <</if>> \ <<if $katiechoice eq 2>><img src="Images/Cauldron/katie14.jpg" width=350 /> \ <</if>> \ <<if $katiechoice eq 3>><img src="Images/Cauldron/katie15.jpg" width=350 /> \ <</if>> \ <<if $katiechoice eq 4>><img src="Images/Cauldron/katie16.jpg" width=350 /> \ <</if>> \ <span class="katie"><b>"How'd it go tonight?" Katie</b></span> asks, as you slump down into a chair. <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 4>><span class="pink"><b>"Not too well - no one snagged my bracelet."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"It happens. Consider it a night off from having to wash cum out of your hair. Silver linings, and all."</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"I can't complain - I think I'm getting used to all this."</b></span><</if>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gets behind you, and gives your shoulders a much needed massage. <<if $chastityquest lte 5>><span class="katie"><b>"And how's the penis prison?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Still uncomfortable. I guess it's doing it's job, but it hurts."</b></span><<else>><span class="katie"><b>"And how's life in chastity?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's... actually not bothering me as much, anymore. It's like, my body just gave up and I'm not getting hard much nowadays."</b></span><</if>> Once you're both changed, you share a brief hug and then <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> heads off for the night. You head home shortly afterwards, yourself. <<if ($chastityquest eq 6) and ($carlosstatus lte 4)>><span class="pink"><i>Working as a waitress is a great way to pay the bills, but I can't forget about working as a busgirl some nights. I need to steal that access code from <b>Carlos</b>!</i></span><<elseif $chastityquest eq 10>><span class="pink"><i>Working as a waitress is a great way to pay the bills, but I can't forget about returning the duplicate chastity key. <b>Katie</b> told me to go to the Cauldron on an evening I'm not working, and go up to <b>Nazarov's</b> office on the third floor. She'll know to start the distraction then.</i></span><</if>> [[Go home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $money += 400>>
<<if $virginityquest gte 1>>\ <span class="blue"><b>"Always a pleasure seeing you, $femname,"</b></span> your client says, as you take his hand and lead him to the back rooms. <span class="blue"><b>"Could've stopped in any town tonight, but drove the extra hour to see you."</b></span> The sound of a man flirting directly with you, treating you woman, a slut, and an object of desire... is completely normal to you, at this point. Selling your body doesn't even faze you - it's worth it in exchange for feeling wanted, feminine, and beautiful. And the money's nice, too. <span class="pink"><b>"You came all this way for me?"</b></span> you ask, shutting the door to the private room and sinking down to your knees. <span class="pink"><b>"I guess I'll have to make it extra special..."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"You always do..."</b></span> he says, as you undo his pants. His thick cock, already hard, pops out to meet you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob4.gif" width=400 /> You start with slow, sensual strokes - you know what he likes. <span class="pink"><b>"Work okay?"</b></span> He grunts softly, his eyes shut. <span class="blue"><b>"Can't complain... well, I could. Won't though."</b></span> You nod, putting a bit more effort into your handjob. The large, glistening head of his penis is just inches from your face... ... without meaning to, you find your tongue sticking out. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob4lick.gif" width=400 /> He lets out a low, deep moan as you lick his cockhead, nice and slow. He didn't pay for a blowjob, but you don't mind - being regular should come with perks. Focusing in on his glans, right where the bottom of the head meets the shaft, you can tell by the way his hands turn to fists that he won't last much longer. <span class="blue"><b>"Oh, $femname... you're killing me..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Shh... just let it happen. You deserve this."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob4cum.gif" width=400 /> His cock, rock-hard and turgid, pulses in your grip. Then his orgasm hits - like a stream of hot water, semen spurts out, dribbling down the shaft and hitting your tongue. Salty and just a touch bitter. The tase alone sends a wave of arousal through your gut. Once you wipe him down with a warm cloth, your client hands you a roll of bills. <span class="blue"><b>"My wallet won't be happy about it..."</b></span> he says, as you take the money <span class="blue"><b>"But I bet I'll be back here before long. You're one of a kind, $femname."</b></span> You stuff the bills into your bra. <span class="pink"><b>"See you soon, sweetheart."</b></span> Once he's gone, you hum to yourself as you clean up the backroom, then return to your dressing room to wrap up your shift. [[Wrap it up->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronhandjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 200>> \ <<else>>\ <span class="blue"><b>"Thanks for doing this,"</b></span> your client says, once the two of you are in the room together. <span class="blue"><b>"I was feeling awfully lonely, tonight."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"No one deserves to be lonely,"</b></span> you whisper, sitting down beside him and laying a hand on his thigh. He stares at it with quiet contentment. <span class="blue"><b>"Trucker's life is lonely. And I normally stay away from clubs like this - but I like the girls here."</b></span> As you listen, your hand find its way to his belt buckle. With a practiced movement, you unlatch it and pull down his pants. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjobbelt.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Any requests?"</b></span> you ask, pawing at his cock over his underwear. He leans back, sighing as his dick hardens. <span class="blue"><b>"Just pretend to like it."</b></span> You pull down his underwear. <span class="pink"><b>"No need to pretend..."</b></span> You give your client a slow, sensual handjob, sighing softly as you do. With each careful stroke of your soft hands against his shaft, your client seems to relax just a bit more. Then he begins to grunt, getting into it. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"How's that feel?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Real... real nice..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Good,"</b></span> you whisper, picking up the pace of your strokes. <span class="pink"><b>"I want you to feel good."</b></span> After a minute more, it's clear his orgasm is near. Keeping one hand on his cock, you let the other fondle his large, hairy ballsack. That seems to send him over the edge. <span class="blue"><b>"Here it-"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob2cum.gif" width=300 /> The first jet of semen takes you by surprise, and a fair bit of it gets tangled in your hair. The rest lands on your client's stomach. Once you wipe him down with a warm cloth, your client hands you a roll of bills. <span class="blue"><b>"Lady, you're a talent."</b></span> As you take the money, he adds, <span class="blue"><b>"Money's a little tight right now, but I trust one sixty will cover it?"</b></span> You stuff the bills into your bra. <span class="pink"><b>"That's quite fine. Have a good night!"</b></span> Once he's gone, you hum to yourself as you clean up the backroom, then head off to find <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. [[Find Katie.->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronhandjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 160>> <</if>>
<<if $virginityquest gte 1>>\ <span class="blue"><b>"I know I only picked a handie,"</b></span> your client says, once the two of you are in the room together. <span class="blue"><b>"But I've got a bit of a boob fetish. Could I... could I see them?"</b></span> You've already got your top off before he's finished speaking. <span class="pink"><b>"I'll show you mine..."</b></span> You glance at his pants, and the obvious erection his jeans are hiding. <span class="pink"><b>"If you show me yours."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob5.gif" width=400 /> He strips down to his socks in a flash, and gasps in pleasure as you spit on your hands and give his dick a nice, firm grip. The room is quiet for a few moments, as you both watch your hard, deliberate strokes on his well-sized cock. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/handjob5.webm"></video> <span class="pink"><b>"So you like paying girls to show you their tits while you get off?"</b></span> All he can do is nod, his mind seemingly turned to mush by your handjob and the sight of your <<if $chest eq 4>>perfectly sized, perky breasts.<<elseif $chest eq 5>> small, perky femboy tits with their oversized hormone nipples.<<elseif $chest eq 6>>your large, natural breasts.<<elseif $chest gte 6>>your big, fake, silicone boobs.<</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"Can I..."</b></span> he breathes, gripping the wall for support. <span class="blue"><b>"Can I cum on them? I'll pay extra to cum on them!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I would have you do it for free...</i></span> In answer, you lie back, and let his straddle your hips, his balls resting on your stomach. Then you give his cock hard, fast strokes, rapidly forcing him to climax. <video loop autoplay muted width=400 src="Images/Cauldron/handjob5cum.webm"></video> You keep stroking even after his spasms end, working to get every drop of semen out of his dick. That strange, sticky warmth of a stranger's cum cooling on your skin is nearly intoxicating. Distantly, you wonder what it would be like to take a bath of hot, steamy cum. Running it through your hair... pushing globs of it up your ass... and slurping up as much as you can, while you soak... <span class="blue"><b>"Um... you okay?"</b></span> You blink, awakening from your fantasy. You client has a wad of bills in his hand. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh. Thanks!"</b></span> you say, taking the money, then wiping down your chest while your client gets dressed. Once he's gone, you decide head back to the dressing room and complete your shift. [[It's closing time.->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronhandjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 225>> <<else>>\ <span class="blue"><b>"I've had my eye on you all night,"</b></span> your client says, once the two of you are in the room together. <span class="blue"><b>"Can I get your name?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"$femname."</b></span> you answer, as you shut the door and pull down the curtain. <span class="pink"><b>"Why'd you waste your night looking at me with all those other beautiful girls walking around?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Well, it's a bit weird. You look just like my ex."</b></span> he glances down, embarassed. <span class="blue"><b>"I kinda miss her handjobs."</b></span> Ah, a bit of roleplay. <span class="pink"><b>"Happy to help."</b></span> You laugh as he blushes. <span class="pink"><b>"So, how'd she do it?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Really!? Oh, sweet."</b></span> He starts pulling off his shirt. <span class="blue"><b>"We never wore tops when we were getting handsy."</b></span> A few moments later, you're down to your panties - careful to keep your chastity cage between your legs - as you start rubbing the head of his cock. <span class="blue"><b>"No, that's not quite right,"</b></span> your client says, frowning. <span class="blue"><b>"She always kissed me while she did it. It's not the same without kissing."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Oh boy, this might get weird.</i></span> Of course, if it gets too weird, you can always shout for one of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> goons to barge in and save you. They're never far from the backrooms. <span class="pink"><b>"Kissing is extra."</b></span> He hesitates for a moment, then nods. <span class="blue"><b>"Of course."</b></span> A minute later, and your client is having the time of his life. Though you hate to admit it, you're enjoying yourself too. He's a good kisser! <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob3.gif" width=350 /> Soon he's nearly at his limit. <span class="blue"><b>"Her panties,"</b></span> he hisses, urgently. <span class="blue"><b>"She always let me cum on her panties!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's <i>definitely</i> extra."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Fine! Just turn around!"</b></span> You flip over, giving him a nice view of your ass. He gasps as he cums, and the next moment you feel the hot stickiness of his semen dribbling all over your panties. <img src="Images/Cauldron/handjob3cum.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>Well, those are going in the wash.</i></span> After your extra services are taken into account, your client owes you two hundred dollars exactly. He pays without complaint. <span class="pink"><b>"Your ex-girlfriend seems fun,"</b></span> you say, as he gets dressed. <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah... she was the best."</b></span> Once he's gone, you decide to go find <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. [[Find Katie.->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronhandjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>>
<<if $carlosstatus eq 3>> You enter <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos'</b></span> small, messy office. It has a couch, a chair, and a desk with a computer. Besides that, there's nothing but discarded fast food wrappers. Not even a window. <span class="carlos"><b>"Alright," Carlos</b></span> says, settling down on his chair and pointing at the couch. <span class="carlos"><b>"What's going on, chica?"</b></span> You plop onto the couch. <span class="pink"><b>"What do you mean?"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"Spilling shit on purpose. I'm a busy man, chica. No time to waste, here. Lots to get done tonight for the boss."</b></span> You glance at the ceiling, then whisper at him. <span class="pink"><b>"You mean, for Nazarov?"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> blinks. <span class="carlos"><b>"You know the boss?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Of course! How do you think I got this?"</b></span> You wave your blue bracelet in his face. <span class="pink"><b>"That's what I wanted to talk to you about..."</b></span> As you talk, you try and <i>really</i> play up the flirtiness. If this is going to work, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> needs to think with his dick, not his head. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosflirt.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I've got <i>the best</i> gift planned for Nazarov's birthday. He's going to freak."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"Wait, you know his birthday?" Carlos</b></span> shakes his head. <span class="carlos"><b>"Shit, chica, I don't even know that. The boss doesn't talk personal stuff."</b></span> You bite your lip. <span class="pink"><b>"The trouble is, I can't hide the gift at his desk - it's got some kind of password, and-"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos'</b></span> phone rings. He raises a finger to shush you, then answers it. The call is brief. <span class="carlos"><b>"I've got to run, chica. Let's pick this up during your next shift... I have a feeling I know what you want."</b></span> After a quick wink, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> leaves the room, beckoning for you to go as well. <span class="pink"><i>One more shift, and I'll have it, I'm sure.</i></span> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money +=150>> <<set $busgirlcount +=1>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $carlosstatus = 4>> <<elseif $carlosstatus eq 4>>The moment you're in the office with <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>, he reaches for your skirt and drags at your panties. Only by slipping away from him are you able to avoid him catching an eyeful of your chastity cage. <span class="pink"><b>"No way - pussy's off limits."</b></span> He advances towards you, fire in his stare. <span class="carlos"><b>"You said <i>anything</i>, chica."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I did, didn't I?</i></span> Thinking fast, you blurt out, <span class="pink"><b>"The boss is saving me - my virginity, I mean. It'll be for sale later."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> hesitates. It's clear he knows enough about <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> to avoid getting in the way of the man's profits. <span class="carlos"><b>"You'd better have a good mouth, then."</b></span> In answer, you drop to your knees. <span class="pink"><b>"Wanna find out?"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> doesn't hestitate. With one strong hand, he holds you in place by your throat. With the other, he pulls down his pants and lets free his rather substantial cock. Then he forces your face forwards, and you have no choice but to swallow his dick. What follows isn't a blowjob so much as it's a rough facefuck. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosblowjob1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> clearly likes it rough. Feeling much like a human fleshlight, you let him treat you like a well-worn sex toy. Copious amounts of saliva spill out of your mouth, landing your breasts. As he fucks your mouth, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> calls you all kinds of names - thankfully, most of them are in Spanish. In short order, his orgasm hits. Not content to just let you swallow his cum, he pulls out his cock at the last moment and smears his semen all over your hair and forehead. A sticky glob of it ends up caught in your eyelashes. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosblowjob2.gif" width=400 /> As <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> wipes off his penis with a towel, you lie back on his couch, catching your breath. <span class="pink"><b>"So... what's the... access code?"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> smirks. <span class="carlos"><b>"The code? The four-digit code?"</b></span> You rub the cum out of your eye. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"The code you need to sneak in a birthday gift?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah. That one."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"Yeah, the code is 'not a fucking chance.'"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wait... what?</i></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> almost looks apologetic. <span class="carlos"><b>"I'm not stupid, chica. The boss's birthday is in eight months. So, whatever you really have planned, just drop it. Don't fuck with the boss. Trust me."</b></span> And while you'd love to listen to <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> and heed his warning, your attention is fixed on a post-it note, stuck to <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos'</b></span> computer screen. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carloscode.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>He keeps the code written on his computer? He keeps '9999' on a post-it note?!</i></span> You fight the urge to laugh. <span class="pink"><i><b>Carlos</b>, you brilliant moron.</i></span> You did it. You got the code. <span class="pink"><b>"You're right, this was a mistake."</b></span> you say, standing up and getting ready to go. The Cauldron is dark enough that no one should notice the cum in your hair. Just as you open the door, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> asks you to wait a moment. <span class="carlos"><b>"From now on, you come to work as a bus girl, we finish the shift in this office."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Fine, but I want a raise."</b></span> He laughs. <span class="carlos"><b>"You're one crazy coño. Deal. Two fifty a night, but your throat is my cocksleeve."</b></span> That's <i>five times</i> what you made as a boy. Cocksleeves must be in short supply... [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money +=150>> <<set $busgirlcount +=1>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $carlosstatus = 5>> <<elseif $carlosstatus eq 5>>Once <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> shuts the door, you know to undo your top and drop to your knees, tongue out and waiting. <img src="Images/Cauldron/tongueout.jpg" width=400 /> Though you follow his every order, it doesn't make <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> any more gentle. In fact, he seems to get a bit rougher every time. The trouble is, you kind of like it. He doesn't <i>dislike</i> you - he just gets off from treating you like a sex toy. The truth is, it's growing on you. <<set $bjset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bjchoice = $bjset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bjchoice eq 1>><img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosblowjob3.gif" width=400 /><</if>> \ <<if $bjchoice eq 2>><img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosblowjob4.gif" width=400 /><</if>> \ <<if $bjchoice eq 3>><img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosblowjob5.gif" width=500 /><</if>> \ Once he smears his semen all over your face and clothing, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> kicks you out of his office with your daily pay. You don't mind the stares from the busboys as you waltz out of the kitchens, cum dripping from your lips and sticking to your hair. They're just jealous it's not <i>their</i> cum on your face. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $money +=250>> <<set $busgirlcount +=1>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
The moment you enter the donation room, you strip off your clothes and get into position. You don't want to disappoint <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> - in fact, obeying her commands makes you feel happy and safe. <img src="Images/Hospital/chastityspread.png" width=400 /> As you lie on the hospital bed, waiting for <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>, you realize that she's going to see you in chastity for the first time. <span class="pink"><i>Uh oh... I hope this isn't a problem.</i></span> Just then, the door opens. <span class="ashley"><b>"No way."</b></span> says <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>, hidden from your sight. <span class="ashley"><b>"No fucking way."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Uh... I can explain?"</b></span> You feel her fingers clutch your cage. Hard. <span class="ashley"><b>"Let me guess,"</b></span> your nurse says, squeezing your swollen balls as she speaks. <span class="ashley"><b>"You finally decided to take this gig seriously. You locked up your clitty so that your only release is from your weekly milking."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Well... that's better than anything I could make up.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um... yes?"</b></span> She gives your ass a hearty smack. <span class="ashley"><b>"Then I'd better reward you with a really, <i>really</i> thorough milking."</b></span> [[Your milking begins.->First Chastity Milking Appointment 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
The moment you enter the donation room, you strip off your clothes and get into position. You don't want to disappoint <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> - in fact, obeying her commands makes you feel happy and safe. <img src="Images/Hospital/chastityspread.png" width=400 /> Since your ass is facing the door, you can only hope it's <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> when the door opens! <span class="ashley"><b>"Look at you, $femname! You're a model patient!"</b></span> She gives your rump a hard slap to show how much she means it, then sets a sample cup beside you. It's full of her boyfriend's cum. <img src="Images/Hospital/cumglass1.jpg" width=300 /> While you're admiring the 'natural' lube her boyfriend spurted out for you this time, she hands you her phone. <span class="ashley"><b>"Some pictures of my boyfriend's thick cock. Girls like us can't help but get horny staring at a meat pole. Take a scroll through while I milk you."</b></span> You eagerly start scroling through all the new picures available. While <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> lubes up your hole with warm semen, you lose yourself in image after image of her boyfriend's massive cock. <<set $cockset = [1, 2, 3, 4, 5]>>\ \ <<set $cockchoice = $cockset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $cockchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Hospital/cock1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $cockchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Hospital/cock2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $cockchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Hospital/cock4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $cockchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Hospital/cock5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $cockchoice eq 5>> <img src="Images/Hospital/cock6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ [[Your milking begins.->Chastity Milking Appointment 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
<span class="ashley"><b>"Today," Ashley</b></span> says, bending down to get a close look at your locked up penis, <span class="ashley"><b>"Is all about your beautiful little nub of a clit."</b></span> She taps your chastity cage. <span class="ashley"><b>"It's so nice to see a shy, girly boy like you take this huge step in femininity - to abandon that critical part of manhood - your erection. Studies show that if you wear this cage long enough, you'll never get hard again - just like a girl!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wait... what?</i></span> You're not sure how you feel about that. On the one hand, it sounds bad for your health. But on the other... permanently losing your ability to get hard is just so... <i>girly</i> and hot. <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> would love it if her beta sissy cuck literally couldn't get hard anymore.<</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> is so close to your cock, now, her lips are practically hovering over it. You feel blood rush to the head of your penis, only for the cage to hold everything back. <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> gives your caged cock a gentle kiss, then another. <img src="Images/Hospital/chastitybj.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>Oh fuck... oh fuck that feels nice.</i></span> Well, it doesn't feel like much of anything - but your neglected penis is so starved for attention that <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley's</b></span> pseudo-blowjob is enough to nearly push you over the edge. <span class="ashley"><b>"I won't get as much cum without milking your prostate," Ashley</b></span> says, with genuine disappointment, <span class="ashley"><b>"But every girl should get off from her clit alone, every now and then. Let me show you how to play with your pleasure button."</b></span> From a nearby drawer, she pulls out a large vibrator. It looks nearly like a wand, and vibrates with enough strength to buzz like a bee. Sweaty and horny, you have to watch in agony as <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> slowly, slowly, lowers it down onto your swollen clitty. With each rapid pulse of your heart, your nub-like cock presses against your cage. You <i>need</i> release. When the vibrator hits your cage, the feeling is terribly intense. A shockwave of pleasure crashes through your chest, and your limbs go taut. <img src="Images/Hospital/milking5.gif" width=350 /> The orgasm that follows is sharp enough to make you spasm and moan, your body seemingly out of your control. [[You lose yourself to the pleasure->First Chastity Milking Appointment 3]]
Eventually the orgasm passes, and you lie on your side, spent. <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> dutifully scoops up your cum into a cup, then writes a few notes into her notepad. While you get dressed, she watches you with an intense, unreadable look. <span class="ashley"><b>"You're really something special, $femname."</b></span> she says, smiling. <span class="ashley"><b>"My boyfriend would love you."</b></span> You can't tell whether she's kidding or not. <span class="pink"><b>"Have you told him about me?"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Of course. And he..."</b></span> She pauses, considering her next words carefully. <span class="ashley"><b>"He had the wildest idea. Maybe... maybe you're ready for it?"</b></span> You gulp. <span class="pink"><b>"Ready for what?"</b></span> But all <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> does is wink before leaving the room. <img src="Images/Hospital/nursewink.jpg" width=350 /> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $chastitymilkcount += 1>> <<set $money += 100>>
The moment you enter the donation room, you strip off your clothes and get into position. You don't want to disappoint <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> - in fact, obeying her commands makes you feel happy and safe. <img src="Images/Hospital/chastityspread.jpg" width=350 /> As you lie on the hospital bed, waiting for <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span>, you wonder about that <i>idea</i> she mentioned last time. <span class="pink"><i>What could her boyfriend have thought up for me?</i></span> Just then, the door opens. <span class="ashley"><b>"All locked up and ready to go..." Ashley</b></span> murmurs. You glance over your shoulder to see her entering the room and closing the door behind her. Like every week, she's holding a small plastic container for collecting your semen. Only this time, it's already full! <img src="Images/Hospital/cumglass1.jpg" width=350 /> [[Ask her what's going on.->Second Chastity Milking Appointment 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
<span class="ashley"><b>"Oh, this little thing?" Ashley</b></span> says with a giggle and a rather mischievous look. <span class="ashley"><b>"This was my boyfriend's idea."</b></span> She sets down the cup and pops off the lid, then raises it under your nose. You can't help but take a deep breath of the musky, unmistakable stink of a stranger's semen. Immediately, your mouth waters and your clitty strains against your chastity cage. <span class="ashley"><b>"You see, he got <i>so</i> excited hearing about this little sissy who wanted so badly to be a girl, her body literally starting pumping out estrogen like she was going through puberty." Ashley</b></span> sticks one finger into the cum. <span class="ashley"><b>"So, he decided to offer his own semen for you to use."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit - that's her boyfriend's cum!</i></span> You imagine that large, thick cock from <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley's</b></span> photos cumming into the sample cup. <img src="Images/Hospital/cumglass2.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Use? Use how?"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> laughs. <span class="ashley"><b>"As lube, silly!"</b></span> And before you can react, she shoves her semen-covered finger into your asshole. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Ohhh!"</i></b></span> You moan, as <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> starts to milk you, using her boyfriend's semen as lube. <img src="Images/Hospital/milking6.gif" width=350 /> It feels so deliciously wrong, which only makes it hotter. <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> keeps scoping up semen and pushing deep into your boypussy. It's nice and warm, slick and just thick enough to serve as a pretty good lubricant. And knowing a handsome guy with a thick cock <i>made</i> this just for you makes it all the better. It isn't long before the pressure on your prostate is just too much to handle. Your legs seize up. Your asshole tightens. A wave of pleasure surges through your chest. [[Let it happen.->Second Chastity Milking Appointment 3]]
Intense anal contractions rock your body. As <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> continues to push against your prostate, spurts of cum start to ooze out of your trapped clitty. Eventually the orgasm passes, and you lie on your side, spent. <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> dutifully scoops up your cum into a cup, then writes a few notes into her notepad. <img src="Images/Hospital/milking8.gif" width=350 /> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> collects your semen while you just lie there, catching you breath. Few things are as nice as cumming from a milking session. And this session is further enhanced by a new sensation, coming from your ass. As the contractions subside, a warm wetness flows out of your boypussy. You relax your muscles and let it happen. It's cum. A man's cum is pouring out of your ass. <img src="Images/Hospital/milking7.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b><i>"Mmm..."</i></b></span> you softly moan, as your asspussy empties itself of semen. It feels so nice, so calming, so <i>natural</i> a thing for your body to do. <span class="pink"><i>If I got fucked by a guy, I could have this feeling whenever I wanted...</i></span> Not for the first time, you imagine your legs being spread apart, your boypussy being penetrated by a strong, handsome man. You're not fully ready for it... but you don't shudder at that thought, anymore. <span class="pink"><i>Maybe it would be nice, to be fucked like the slutty girl I'm becoming...</i></span> With those thoughts clouding your mind, you get dressed, collect your payment, and head home. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $chastitymilkcount += 1>> <<set $money += 100>>
Like always, <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> finger fucks you hard and fast, focusing all her attention on your prostate. Now that you're more used to the sensation, you quickly lose yourself to the intense and submissive pleasure of it all. Like a dairy cow, you've got cream that the world needs, and your attentive nurse is going to squeeze every drop of it out of you. You even feel yourself push against her fingers, making her every thrust hit your prostate even harder. It isn't long before the pleasure becomes too much, and you hit your peak. <span class="pink"><b>"Cumming!!! <i>Ohhhh....!</i></b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/milking8.gif" width=300 /> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley</b></span> dutifully scoops up your cum into a cup while you get dressed, then writes a few notes into her notepad. When you hand her back her phone, she sees just how many pictures of her boyfriend's sexy man-cock you looked at. <span class="ashley"><b>"We'll need to step it up soon, to increase your rate of semen production."</b></span> she says, before handing you your money. <span class="ashley"><b>"Nothing wild... just some new tools to play with."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Toys? Sounds fun."</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>Ashley's</b></span> eyes flash with glee. <span class="ashley"><b>"See you later, $femname."</b></span> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $chastitymilkcount += 1>> <<set $money += 100>>
<<if $consultskin eq 0>>A polite - and rather beautiful - secretary leads you through a long, well lit hallway to the consultation room. Inside, you find a handsome-looking doctor busy at his computer. Upon seeing you, he stands from his desk and gives you a warm smile. <img src="Images/Hospital/doctor1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Hi there, I'm Dr. Pentworth. You can call me Miles."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Hi, nice to meet you."</b></span> He directs you to take a seat and you comply, feeling a bit nervous about this whole operation. You'd love to be hair free but... well, this seems rather <i>permanent.</i> <span class="blue"><b>"Nervous?" Miles</b></span> asks, still smiling. At your nod, he laughs. <span class="blue"><b>"No need to be - this is a very routine cosmetic procedure. Let me walk you through it."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> turns out to not just be good-looking, but also patient and well-spoken. While calling up a series of images on his flashy monitor, he explains that this surgery uses powerful - but safe - high frequency light to zap hair follicles and rejuvenate the skin. <img src="Images/Hospital/skin1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Rejuvenate the skin?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Sure,"</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>. <span class="blue"><b>"Sunlight, injury, chemicals, time... all these things make our skin rougher and less sensitive. This procedure reverses all that roughening. Our female patients especially have reported a remarkable increase in their skin's sensitivity."</b></span> Well, that certainly sounds good. But there is a little complication. <span class="pink"><b>"What if I'm... um, not exactly... <i>female.</i>"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Hm?"</b></span> it takes a moment for <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> to catch your meaning. <span class="blue"><b>"Oh!"</b></span> He looks up and down your chest and face. He suddenly seems even friendlier. <span class="blue"><b>"Your hormone replacement therapy has done wonders to your body already. As far as your skin is concerned, you <i>are</i> biologically female. The procedure will work just as well for you. In fact, it might be even more effective! It should wipe away some of the traces of your first, masculine puberty."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> pulls out the bill from his desk. <span class="blue"><b>"I have availability to get this procedure done for you today,"</b></span> he explains. <span class="blue"><b>"But payment comes first. It will be 1000 dollars."</b></span> <<if $powerletter eq 1>>You hand him <span class="mom"><b>Miranda's</b></span> letter. <span class="pink"><b>"My boyfriend's mother said there was a... different price for me."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> gives a quick read of the letter. He's clearly impressed. <span class="blue"><b>"You know Dr. Power and his wife? That guy's like... the Batman of cosmetics."</b></span> He passes back the letter. <span class="blue"><b>"600 dollars, then, for a friend of Jack and Miranda."</b></span><</if>> <<else>>A polite - and rather beautiful - secretary leads you through a long, well lit hallway to the consultation room. Inside, you find <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> at his desk. Upon seeing you, he stands gives you a warm smile. <img src="Images/Hospital/doctor1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"$femname! Good to see you again. Please, take a seat."</b></span> Once you do, he moves his monitor to give you a good view of it. <span class="blue"><b>"As we discussed last time, this surgery will remove all hair below your eyelashes, and make your skin look and feel more sensitive and beautiful."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/skin1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"I have availability for you today."</b></span> He checks his notes. <<if $powerletter eq 1>><span class="blue"><b>"And for a friend of Jack and Miranda power, the price is only 600 dollars,"</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"And the price is only 1000 dollars,"</b></span> <</if>><</if>> <<if ($powerletter eq 1) and ($money gte 600)>>[[Agree to the surgery.->Skin Surgery 2]]<<elseif ($powerletter eq 0) and ($money gte 1000)>>[[Agree to the surgery.->Skin Surgery 2]]<<else>><span class="pink"><i>I can't afford that.</i></span><</if>> [[Decline the surgery, for now at least.->Cosmetic Surgery]] <<set $consultskin = 1>>
<<if $consultlips eq 0>>A polite - and rather beautiful - secretary leads you through a long, well lit hallway to the consultation room. Inside, you find <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>, looking as handsome as ever. Upon seeing you, he stands from his desk and gives you a warm smile. <img src="Images/Hospital/doctor1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"$femname! Always a pleasure to see you. I understand you're here to learn more about our lip-ehancing surgery?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um... yes. That's right. Good to see you, Miles."</b></span> He directs you to take a seat and you comply, feeling a bit nervous about this whole operation. You're not sure whether you're getting bigger lips because they'll look sexy, or because they'll make everyone who sees you know that you're built to suck cock. Or both? <span class="blue"><b>"Nervous?" Miles</b></span> asks, still smiling. At you nod, he laughs. <span class="blue"><b>"No need to be - this is a very routine cosmetic procedure. Let me walk you through it."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> turns his computer screen so you can see it. While calling up a series of images on his flashy monitor, he explains that this surgery uses the latest advances in nano technology to permanently grow the skin and fat cells in your lips. This isn't just lip filler - it's a brand new set of lips, for life! <img src="Images/Hospital/lips2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"And how much will they grow?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Well, that depends on the person."</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>. <span class="blue"><b>"Genetics will certainly play into it. We can also affect it a little bit by upping the dose - though that effect is limited."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Any side effects?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Hm?" Miles</b></span> seems confused by the question, then shakes his head. <span class="blue"><b>"Nothing dangerous, no. Our patients have found that the nerves in the lips expand along with the skin. More sensitive to heat, cold, pain... pleasure."</b></span> You blink, confused. <span class="pink"><b>"Pleasure?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"There's been some reports of women reaching climax by lip stimulation alone - typically during fellatio. Likely untrue, but you will likely feel an increased sexual response when engaging the lips in sexual acts."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> pulls out the bill from his desk. <span class="blue"><b>"I have availability to get this procedure done for you today,"</b></span> he explains. <span class="blue"><b>"But payment comes first. It will be 1500 dollars."</b></span> <<if $powerletter eq 1>>You remind him of <span class="mom"><b>Miranda's</b></span> letter. <span class="pink"><b>"I thought my connections offered me certain... special prices."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> nods without argument. <span class="blue"><b>"Of course, my apologies."</b></span> He passes back the letter. <span class="blue"><b>"1000 dollars, then, for a friend of Jack and Miranda. And please tell Dr. Power that I'm a huge fan of his."</b></span><</if>> <<else>>A polite - and rather beautiful - secretary leads you through a long, well lit hallway to the consultation room. Inside, you find <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> at his desk. Upon seeing you, he stands and gives you a warm smile. <img src="Images/Hospital/doctor1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"$femname! Good to see you again. Please, take a seat."</b></span> Once you do, he moves his monitor to give you a good view of it. <span class="blue"><b>"As we discussed last time, this surgery will permanently enhance and enlargen your lips, as well as increase their sensitivity."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/lips2.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"I have availability for you today."</b></span> He checks his notes. <<if $powerletter eq 1>><span class="blue"><b>"And for a friend of Jack and Miranda Power, the price is only 1000 dollars,"</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"And the price is only 1500 dollars,"</b></span> <</if>><</if>> <<if ($powerletter eq 1) and ($money gte 1000)>>[[Agree to the surgery.->Lip Surgery 2]]<<elseif ($powerletter eq 0) and ($money gte 1500)>>[[Agree to the surgery.->Lip Surgery 2]]<<else>><span class="pink"><i>I can't afford that.</i></span><</if>> [[Decline the surgery, for now at least.->Cosmetic Surgery]] <<set $consultlips = 1>>
Summoning up your courage, you sign the dotted line and commit to the procedure. <span class="pink"><i>It's nothing major - I'm just removing all these unsightly hairs so I don't have to shave anymore. That doesn't make me some kind of plastic bimbo.</i></span> Feeling a bit self-conscious, you rub at your smooth, delicate arms. <span class="pink"><i>I want to be beautiful. I've always wanted to be beautiful. Now I can stop pretending otherwise.</i></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> leads you to a prep room, where he asks you to strip down nude, pointing out a few secure drawers to store your clothing. Once he's gone, you do as he asks, carefully folding away your clothes until you're standing in the small, bright room naked as you were born. <<if $toy neq "nude">>Blinking, you realize you're still wearing your buttplug! You reach over and pull it out, gasping as it slips out of your sensitive boypussy. <img src="Images/Gym/buttplugpull2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> And then the door pops open. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh!"</b></span> you say, surprised, as <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> returns, now wearing a mask and glasses, and shuts the door behind him. A professional medical practitioner, he doesn't blink twice at seeing you nude - or at seeing the one mark of your former manhood: your shrunken, puny, <<if $chastity eq 0>>and smooth<<else>>smooth, and caged<</if>> penis. <span class="blue"><b>"Nothing to worry about - just a quick check-up before the procedure." Miles</b></span> says, setting down his chart and getting a good look at you. You feel vulnerable and embarassed, being exposed beside this tall, handsome, and rather clothed doctor. He starts by pressing his hands against your neck, then your shoulders, then your arms. <span class="blue"><b>"Looking for any growths that might complicate the procedure..."</b></span> he murmurs, somewhat monotone, focused as he is on your health. Next he moves to your breasts. <img src="Images/Hospital/skin2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Very firm. Very healthy."</b></span> he says, absentmindedly, likely checking them for bumps. <span class="blue"><b>"Do you still occasionally grow hairs around the areola?"</b></span> Red with embarassment, you give a tepid nod. <span class="blue"><b>"We'll get rid of that. Your breast tissue will end up a bit more sensitive than before, but nothing too bothersome."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Sensitive? Like, sexually sensitive, or something else?</i></span> But before you can ask, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> pushes you onto your elbows and knees with a surprising amount of strength. <span class="blue"><b>"This formula is critical for having your skin accept the procedure. It's most efficient when anally injected."</b></span> You glance over your shoulder, frightened, to see <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> holding a large enema-like device, filled with a strange clear fluid. <span class="blue"><b>"Just try to relax. My patients say it feels quite nice."</b></span> A cold metal protrusion pushes past your asshole. The next moment, warm, silky fluid is flowing up your anus, clinging to and being absorbed by your anal walls. <img src="Images/Hospital/skin3.jpg" width=400 /> You shudder, arousal flooding your body and mind. Though you try to stop it from happening, there's nothing you can do. Globs of precum start to drip out of your penis. <<if $chastity eq 0>><img src="Images/Hospital/drip1.gif" width=300 /><</if>> <<if $chastity eq 1>><img src="Images/Hospital/drip2.gif" width=300 /><</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"Okay, all done!"</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>, oblivious to the mess you've made. <span class="blue"><b>"Please follow me to the procedure room."</b></span> [[Follow Miles.->Skin Surgery 3]] <<if $powerletter eq 1>> <<set $money -= 600>><</if>> <<if $powerletter eq 0>> <<set $money -= 1000>><</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
You find it odd to walk through a hospital hallway totally nude, but thankfully it is empty and the walk is very short. Soon you're in a small room filled with lights so bright that it's hard to see. <img src="Images/Hospital/skin4.jpg" width=350 /> In fact, you can't even spot <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>. Eventually you hear his voice, but its filled with static, as if he's talking through an electronic instrument. <span class="blue"><b>"Not to worry, $femname, I'm just behind the double-paneled glass."</b></span> You hear a knocking sound, and spot a large mirror covering one wall. <span class="blue"><b>"Now, if you'll stand right in the center, on the dotted line? Perfect, let's get this started."</b></span> Standing still, your arms at your sides, your anxiety really starts setting in. <span class="pink"><i>Well... no turning back now...</i></span> First there's the sound like a vacuum, slowly powering on. The lights begin to brighten, and new ones - red and green and blue - flicker on as well. <span class="blue"><b>"You'll want your eyes closed for the rest of it," Miles</b></span> warns you. Wincing, you shut your eyes. The sound picks up, almost like the screech of a kettle. A fiery, almost painful warmth strikes you at the top of your cheek. Then it swoops down your face, leaving the skin feeling sunburned and raw. Down the sensation goes, tickling and zapping every inch of your chest, back, and groin. Dizzying swirls of color flash against the back of your eyelids. <img src="Images/Hospital/skin5.gif" width=400 /> The burning ray streaks down your arms, then <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> has you spread your arms and legs, like you're doing a jumping jack. You comply, and the laser hits your armpits and inner thighs. Last, he has you reach behind and spread your ass cheeks. Once you're kneeling over, legs apart and hands spreading your smooth cheeks, the heat zaps your balls, your gooch, and every inch of your ass, right up to the hole. And then the noise fades, and you feel yourself fading, too. [[Darkness takes you.->Skin Surgery 4]]
You wake up feeling a bit thirsty, a bit confused. <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> is the only one in the hospital room with you. He's smiling while taking notes in his chart. <span class="pink"><b>"How long was I out?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Maybe half the day. It's nearing midnight."</b></span> You shake your head, expecting pain but feeling nothing. <span class="pink"><b>"What happened?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"The laser operates on artificial intelligence - and it increases in power when it detects more hair. With your biology, it went pretty much full blast. Nothing dangerous, just a bit of heat stroke."</b></span> He eyes your body, naked on the bed. <span class="blue"><b>"How do you feel?"</b></span> You feel... <i>good</i>. With every passing moment, the haziness fades, and a new feeling takes its place. There's a... a lightness to your skin, now, and a litheness to your limbs that feels perfect and natural. Still staring at <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>, you rub your hands against your arms. The feeling is <i>exquisite</i>. In fact... it's almost arousing. Your skin gives you the same sensation rubbing the shaft of your penis did, back when you were a guy. Not as <i>intense</i> as touching the head, but... definitely a turn-on. <span class="pink"><b>"I feel... different."</b></span> Your doctor nods, then carefully sets his hand against your back. You can't help but gasp in pleasure. <img src="Images/Hospital/skin6.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"How's that?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b><i>"Good..."</i></b></span> He writes something down on his chart, then places his fingers against one of your nipples and slowly rubs it. You mewl in helpless pleasure, and feel a bead of precum ooze out of your penis. <img src="Images/Hospital/skin7.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"And that?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b><i>"So... so good..."</i></b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> nods, clearly satisfied with his work, and adds a few more notes to his chart. <span class="blue"><b>"Then I'd say we were successful. You skin is showing impressive signs of rejuvenation, and is hairless from the eye lashes down. You'll never grow any hair anywhere below them from now on, forever."</b></span> He nearly leaves, before pausing at the doorframe. <span class="blue"><b>"I hope to see you again, $femname. I see a lot of potential in your body."</b></span> Then <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> heads out, leaving you to get dressed and go home. Before you do so, you stand and pause at the full length mirror, admiring how bright and radiant your skin has become. <img src="Images/Hospital/skin8.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Money well spent..."</b></span> [[Head home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $arms = 3>> <<set $legs = 3>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
Summoning up your courage, you sign the dotted line and commit to the procedure. <span class="pink"><i>It's nothing major - I'm just making my lips plush and full and better for sucking dick.</i></span> Feeling a bit self-conscious, you rub at your lips. <span class="pink"><i>I want to be sexy, and I want to suck cock. This is good for me, and good for cash flow. This is the right decision.</i></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> leads you to a prep room, where he asks you to strip down nude, pointing out a few secure drawers to store your clothing. Once he's gone, you do as he asks, carefully folding away your clothes until you're standing in the small, bright room naked as the day you were born. <<if $toy neq "nude">>Blinking, you realize you're still wearing your buttplug! You reach over and pull it out, gasping as it slips out of your sensitive boypussy. <img src="Images/Gym/buttplugpull2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> And then the door pops open. <span class="pink"><b>"Hi, Miles,"</b></span> you say, as <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> returns, now wearing a mask and glasses, and shuts the door behind him. A professional medical practitioner, he doesn't blink twice at seeing you nude - or at seeing the one mark of your former manhood: your shrunken, puny, <<if $chastity eq 0>>and smooth<<else>>smooth, and caged<</if>> penis. <span class="blue"><b>"Alright, $femname - just a quick check-up before the procedure." Miles</b></span> says, setting down his chart and getting a good look at you. You've gotten used to be naked beside this handsome, clothed doctor. <span class="pink"><i>I wonder what he looks like beneath those scrubs...</i></span> He starts by having you open your mouth and examining it. <span class="blue"><b>"Looking for anything that might complicate the procedure..."</b></span> he murmurs, somewhat monotone, focused as he is on your health. <img src="Images/Hospital/lips1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Good shape. Good structure. A perfect candidate for enhancement."</b></span> he says. <span class="blue"><b>"Forgive me, but I must ask, do you regularly engage in fellatio?"</b></span> Red with embarassment, you give a tepid nod. <span class="blue"><b>"Many women who get this procedure do. I'll up the dose a bit to give your lips a bit of a firmer fit - almost like the labia minora for your mouth. Looks great, too."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>My lips will feel like pussy lips when a cock slides between them? Holy fuck.</i></span> Next, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> opens a drawer and pulls out a strange, flesh-like instrument. It looks almost like a dildo. <span class="pink"><i>Wait - that is a dildo!</i></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> laughs at the surprise on your face. <span class="blue"><b>"Don't worry, it's been sanitized. I need to do some calibrations for the nano bot dosage. Can you suck on this for a new moments? The device will automatically transfer the data to my computer."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"If it's some fancy medical device, why does it look so... phallic?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I have absolutely no idea" Miles</b></span> admits. <span class="blue"><b>"The famous cosmetic surgeon Dr. Jack Power invented it. You'd have to ask him."</b></span> Sighing at the absurdity of it all, you settle in and place the dildo against your lips. With <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> watching you, you decide to give him a bit of show, sensually sucking on the silicone cock until he says you can stop. <img src="Images/Hospital/lips3.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Is that good enough?"</b></span> you ask between sucks, maintaining eye contact with the doctor. <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> stammers for a moment, then regains his professional composure. <span class="blue"><b>"Yes, I'm sure that's enough data to calibrate your optimal dosage."</b></span> You pull out the dildo and let a trail of saliva drip down your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"What's next?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"The surgery itself, of course."</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>, taking the dildo and storing in a sanitary locker. <span class="blue"><b>"Please follow me to the procedure room."</b></span> [[Follow Miles.->Lip Surgery 3]] <<if $powerletter eq 1>> <<set $money -= 1000>><</if>> <<if $powerletter eq 0>> <<set $money -= 1500>><</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">>
<span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> leads you to a small operating room. There are no nurses or assistants - just you and him. As you climb onto the operating bed, you ask, <span class="pink"><b>"So why do I have to be naked for this?"</b></span> He scratches at his chin, considering. <span class="blue"><b>"You know, I'm not sure. When Dr. Jack Power invented this procedure, he was very clear in his instruction that female patients be naked. I'm following his words to the letter. The guy's a genius."</b></span> <<if $jackslut eq 1>>You smile, thinking about your dalliances with <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> father. A genius? Maybe. But definitely a horny old man.<<elseif $jackslut eq 2>>You frown, thinking about how <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> father manipulated you into giving him sexual favor's. A genius? More like a creep. <</if>> Once you settle onto the bed, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> reveals two syringes. <span class="blue"><b>"One to numb your face, one with the enhancing fluid."</b></span> The first needle stings. The second, you don't feel at all. <img src="Images/Hospital/lips4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Now, it seems I have a bit of extra enhancing fluid in this needle." Miles</b></span> glances at you. <span class="blue"><b>"Would you like a bit more of a boost to your lips? Totally up to you."</b></span> [[Ask for no more of the fluid.->Lip Surgery 4][$i = 1]] [[Ask for just a bit more fluid.->Lip Surgery 4][$i = 2]] [[Ask for a good amount of extra fluid. Half of what remains in the syringe.->Lip Surgery 4][$i = 3]] <<set $i = 0>>
<span class="pink"><b>"Mmmph rrllgr."</b></span> you say to your doctor. <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> gives you a confused look. <span class="pink"><i>Shit, my entire mouth is frozen!</i></span> You really fight to move your lips, tongue and jaw, but it doesn't do much good. You <i>want</i> to say <<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"No extra fluid!"</b></span><<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"Only a bit of extra fluid!"</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Half of the extra fluid!"</b></span><</if>>, but what comes out is <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmph brlrgrllr!"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I know it's a bit hard to speak, $femname," Miles</b></span> says, giving you a patient smile. <span class="blue"><b>"But I need you to try. I think I heard you say 'all the extra fluid.' Is that right?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Mmph! Grglr!"</b></span> you saying, trying and failing to shake your head. That numbing liquid really froze up your face and neck! <span class="pink"><b>"MMPH! BLGRH!"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Got it, all the extra fluid! No need to shout..."</b></span> Humming softly, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> sticks the needle back into your lips. You're helpless as even more of the enhancing fluid flows inside of you. <img src="Images/Hospital/lips5.jpg" width=400 /> And then it happens. The change. Since you're frozen, you can't actually <i>feel</i> anything. You <i>can</i> watch it all unfold from the mirror attached to the operating room's ceiling. As if stung by a swarm of bees, your lips start to redden, shifting from a healthy pink to a dark cherry red. Then comes the swelling. Both the bottom and top swell up, more and more, until your lips are large, juicy, and perpetually pursed. <span class="pink"><i>I look like a whore...</i></span> is your last thought, before you fade away. [[Darkness takes you.->Lip Surgery 5]]
You wake up feeling a bit sore, a bit confused. <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> is the only one in the hospital room with you. He's smiling while taking notes in his chart. <span class="pink"><b>"How long was I out?"</b></span> you ask. Immediately, you realize you can talk again. Your lips, tongue, and jaw - they work! <span class="blue"><b>"Maybe half the day. It's nearing midnight."</b></span> You shake your head, expecting pain but feeling nothing. <span class="pink"><b>"What happened?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"A panic attack, most likely. The changes are rather rapid and intense. Don't worry - the initial swelling drops by half over the first hour. Your lips aren't <i>quite</i> as large as you saw them in the mirror. Here I'll show you."</b></span> He raises a small hand mirror. <span class="blue"><b>"What do you think?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Wow..."</b></span> you mutter, watching those full, gorgeous lips say the word on your face. You can't help but touch them. <span class="pink"><i>Those are my lips!</i></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/lips6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"That's amazing. They're perfect."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> nods, writing in his chart. <span class="blue"><b>"And you seem to have retained all motor function, which is good. Could you suck on your finger, and tell me how that feels?"</b></span> The request is kind of ridiculous, but you don't see the harm in it. Shrugging, you stick in a finger in your mouth and suck. <img src="Images/Hospital/lips6.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Good, keep going."</b></span> You do so, not sure why he's making doing this. Then... a faint warmth, almost like a vibration, radiating from your lips. Your eyes widen. <i>Pleasure.</i> It's like your lips have become an erogenous zone. <span class="pink"><b>"What the fuck was that?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Just the wonders of techhnology. I'd say this procedure was a success."</b></span> He nearly leaves, before pausing at the doorframe. <span class="blue"><b>"I hope to see you again, $femname. There's still so much potential inside of you."</b></span> Then <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> heads out, leaving you to get dressed and go home. Before you do so, you give your lips one last lick, marvelling in how <i>good</i> that now feels. <img src="Images/Hospital/lips7.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Money well spent..."</b></span> [[Head home.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $lips = 3>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
You climb the many stairs to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office, rehearsing the plan on the way. <span class="pink"><i>Blow Nazarov. He'll go to his washroom to clean up. Use the code '9999' to get the key. Hide it. Leave. Give it to Katie. Easy.</i></span> And then you're at the third floor, facing <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office door. His two large guards stand on either side of the doorway. <img src="Images/Cauldron/guards1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"You. Girl."</b></span> one of them says with a thick Russian accent. <span class="blue"><b>"Are you $femname?"</b></span> You give a nervous smile. <span class="pink"><b>"That's me."</b></span> He nods, and gestures for you to enter. The other guard pulls his jacket back just a bit - enough for you to catch sight of his holstered pistol. <span class="blue"><b>"No funny business."</b></span> Your heart in your throat, you nod to his words and then enter the office. [[The sounds of the club go mute as the door shuts behind you.->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 3]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Wait,"</b></span> you say, just as <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is about to leave. <span class="pink"><b>"How about a kiss for luck?"</b></span> She rolls her eyes, but it's clear you're not joking. <span class="katie"><b>"Really, hot shot?"</b></span> In answer, you tap on your cheek, waiting. After an exagerated sigh, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> hops over and places her lips on your cheek. It's a short, chaste peck. <span class="pink"><b>"Well that's not very much luck at all..."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Really, hot shot? You want luck?" Katie</b></span> says, right in your face. <span class="katie"><b>"Come and get it."</b></span> You plant your lips on hers. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiekiss1.gif" width=400 /> You're not certain <i>why</i> you're doing this. You know <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> was joking. But this feels... nice. Way nicer than you thought it would. The kisses are tentative, slow, and soft. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> probably has the softest lips you've ever felt. After maybe five seconds, she pulls back, eyes wide with surprise. <span class="katie"><b>"Um... what the fuck was that?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I... I don't know. But I do feel better now. Lucky, even."</b></span> She brushes a finger across her lips, wiping at your saliva. <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah..."</b></span> she licks her finger, sending a wave of warmth through your heart. <span class="katie"><b>"... me too."</b></span> And then she leaves. It's time you stole back your chastity key. <span class="pink"><i>Katie and I kissed! And it was awesome!</i></span> <b><i><span class="katie">Katie</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $katielove += 1>> [[To Nazarov's office!->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 2]]
You look around the office. It's as pristine and out of place in the Cauldron as the last time you were here. <img src="Images/Cauldron/office.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is standing by the window, looking out into the night. <span class="boss"><b>"$femname. A pleasure to see you again."</b></span> He slowly turns, and gives you a lurking stare. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Before we begin, I must know."</b></span> He gestures between your legs. <span class="boss"><b>"Does it hurt you?"</b></span> You swallow your saliva, hoping to steady your nerves. <span class="pink"><b>"It does what it's made to do."</b></span> He tilts his head. <span class="boss"><b>"But that wasn't my question. Does it hurt you?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It... used to. It was uncomfortable."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"But not anymore?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I've grown used to it."</b></span> To that, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> narrows his gaze. <span class="boss"><b>"The human body is a wonderous thing, no? How it can <i>grow used</i> to things. How it can change. I wonder, $femname, how much more can <i>you</i> change?"</b></span> His eyes settle on your breasts, then return to your face. <span class="boss"><b>"And which is more real - the boy who wiped my tables, or the woman who stands before me? Or did you just <i>grow used</i> to this body?"</b></span> You open your lips to answer, but he shakes his head. <span class="boss"><b>"You did not come here to philosophize. You came here to earn a privilege."</b></span> He glances at the red bracelet, sitting at his desk. <span class="boss"><b>"A strip tease, first. A man must be put in the mood for these things."</b></span> Your eyes settle on the desk, and the key hidden in its locked drawer. <span class="pink"><i>Right. I've got a job to do.</i></span> [[Strip for Nazarov.->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 4]]
You decide to take it slow, carefully looping your hands into the straps of your top. It feels weird to strip without music for a hardened criminal, who just stands there, watching. <span class="boss"><b>"Faster,"</b></span> he says, <span class="boss"><b>"Happier. Much faster and happier."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>You want happy? I can do happy...</i></span> You switch gears, and force a false, giddy smile. Without much grace or drama, you toss off your top, then give <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> a view of your breasts, covered only by your bra. After slapping your ass - the slap sounding awfully loud in the otherwise silent room, you strip off down to your underwear. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Good. Now, the rest."</b></span> You take off your bra and shake your breasts at <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. He doesn't react, but doesn't tell you to stop. Next, you shimmy out of your panties. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob4.gif" width=300 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Now bend over. Show me it."</b></span> Obeying him, you drop to your knees and let your small, shrunken clitty slip down between your legs, covered by its pink chastity cage. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Perfect."</b></span> At last, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> moves, stepping across the office towards you. As he walks, he unbuckles his pants. <span class="boss"><b>"Let's see how much of a woman you really are..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob5.jpg" width=500 /> [[Prove your worth.->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 5]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">>
<span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> lowers his pants, letting his cock spring free. It. Is. <i>Massive</i>. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob5.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>Woah,</i></span> you think, both intimidated and aroused by the huge penis hanging over you. <span class="pink"><i>Does, like, every guy in the world have a big dick except for me?</i></span> Then you let those thoughts fade, and focus on the moment. It's time to put your training to use. First, you let your excess saliva pour from your mouth, and stare longingly at <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> cock. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh... it's so big..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob1.gif" width=350 /> Then you take his cock and give it slow, sensual licks. It's length is truly impressive - maybe even a bit bigger than <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> sizable tool. And it tastes great - not just musky, but actually scented and lovely. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> actually applies a bit of cologne to his privates! <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob6.gif" width=350 /> Next, you work the head with your mouth, getting it nice and wet. All the while, you keep eye contact with <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>, looking at him longingly. <<if $lips eq 3>>The way his breathing is quickening, its clear your full, juicy lips are already having an effect on him.<<else>>He doesn't react much, but the slight twitch to his scarred eye suggests you're not doing too badly.<</if>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob7.gif" width=350 /> Soon <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> takes the back of your head in both is hands. <span class="boss"><b>"Now i take control."</b></span> [[Open wide.->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 6]]
With his tie around your neck, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> forces you to take his cock down your throat, over and over again. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob8.gif" width=350 /> Luckily, you've trained for this and you're able to take his cock with ease. It slides past your tongue and down your throat, then back up again. You make sure to massage it with your tongue and lips. You're not just a prone sexy toy for <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> to fuck - you're an expert cocksucker who deserves a red bracelet. <<if $lips eq 3>><span class="boss"><b>"Your lips..." Nazarov</b></span> says, his voice strained. He's clearly close to his orgasm. <span class="boss"><b>"They're... <i>perfect.</i></b></span><<else>>span class="boss"><b>"Good..." Nazarov</b></span> says, his voice strained. He's clearly close to his orgasm. <span class="boss"><b>"Now, take my cum.</b></span><</if>> He blows his load the next moment, filling your mouth with semen. You swallow as quickly as you can, but some of his seed still spurts past your lips and dribbles onto your cheeks and chest. Ignoring it, you keep sucking on <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> cock, forcing ever drop of cum out of his balls and into your waiting mouth. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob9.gif" width=350 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Good."</b></span> he says, standing.<<if $lips eq 3>><span class="boss"><b>"Very good. You are an expert cocksucker, $femname."</b></span><</if>> He walks - or rather, waddles - to his private washroom. <span class="boss"><b>"Get dressed. I won't be long."</b></span> The moment he shuts the washroom door, you rush over to his desk. [[Time to grab that key!->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 7]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 0>>When you round the desk, you spot the locked drawer and its keypad. <img src="Images/Cauldron/office2.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Okay... what was the code?"</b></span><<else>>The keypad gives a soft beep, and doesn't open. <img src="Images/Cauldron/office2.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Shit, that wasn't it. Come on, think..."</b></span><</if>> [[6969->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 7][$i = 1]] [[6666->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 7][$i = 1]] [[9999->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 8]] [[1999->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 7][$i = 1]]
The door clicks open. You did it! Reaching inside, you feel a few wads of cash, then something cold and hard. The key! <img src="Images/Cauldron/key.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><i>Strange, that something so small could cause so much trouble.</i></span> Just then, the bathroom doorknob turns. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is coming back! You need to hide the key - right now! [[In my mouth!->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 9][$i = 1]] [[Up my ass!->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 9][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>>Thinking quickly, you place the key under your tongue, and head back to the center of the office just in time.<<elseif $i eq 2>>Thinking quickly, <<if $toy neq "nude">>you pull out your buttplug, and then push the key up your loosened anus. Then you push the buttplug back inside, securely hiding the key.<<else>>you push the key up your waiting boypussy. It slides in easily enough.<</if>> You return to the center of the office just in time.<</if>> <span class="boss"><b>"Why aren't you dressed?" Nazarov</b></span> asks, returning to his desk. <span class="pink"><b>"Didn't you tell me to stay still?"</b></span> you say. <<if $i eq 1>>It's hard to talk with a key in your mouth.<</if>> <span class="boss"><b>"Quite the opposite. Thankfully, your dick sucking abilities are much better than your listening skills."</b></span> He tosses you the bracelet. <span class="boss"><b>"Put this on, and make me money. Go."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/braceletred.jpg" width=300 /> Not wanting to overstay your welcome, you quickly get dressed. <<if $lips eq 3>>Just as you get to the door, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> stops you. <span class="boss"><b>"$femname, don't think for a second I've been fooled."</b></span> Your heart sinks as he approaches you. <span class="boss"><b>"Your lips. You've gotten them done."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh! That. Yes, I did."</b></span> He rubs them with his thumb. That's enough to make your clitty try to get hard. <span class="boss"><b>"Wonderful. Truly wonderful. Might I... kiss them?"</b></span> <<if $i eq 1>>Caught in the moment, a part of you wants to kiss him - but you can't with a key in your mouth. Instead, you offer a flirty smile while shaking your head. <span class="pink"><b>"Maybe next time, boss."</b></span> He grunts, disappointed, but lets you go.<<else>>Caught in the moment, you find yourself leaning in. Your lips meet his. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovkiss1.gif" width=300 /> It is a remarkably gentle kiss. As your tongues touch, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> brushes back your hair. <span class="pink"><i>Why does this feel so nice? He's a villain!</i></span> But those thoughts can't contain the butterflies in your stomach. <span class="boss"><b>"Until we meet again, $femname."</b></span> <b><i><span class="boss">Nazarov</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $nazarovlove += 1>> <</if>> <<else>>Before he can discover anything is amiss, you head out the door.<</if>> [[Leave the Cauldron->Chastity Waitress Red Bracelet 10]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $chastityquest = 8>>
Just as you leave the Cauldron, you spot a familiar face. <span class="pink"><b>"Katie! What are you doing out here?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"I don't know."</b></span> she says, shrugging. <<if $katielove gte 1>><span class="katie"><b>"Well... maybe I needed to make sure you were safe."</b></span><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Don't worry. It was a success."</b></span> You fish the key out of your pocket and show it to her. At the same time, she spots the red bracelet now dangling from your wrist. <span class="katie"><b>"You've outdone yourself, hot shot. I've gotta be honest - I'm impressed."</b></span> She snatches the key. <span class="katie"><b>"Meet me on campus during the day, I'll take you to the locksmith."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Wait,"</b></span> you say, as she turns to leave. <span class="pink"><b>"Can't you unlock me first?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Not until this is sorted. I need your head in the game - you've accomplished a lot, but we're not home free. Not yet."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I guess you're right. We still need to make a duplicate, and then return the original to Nazarov's desk."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Problems for another night. For now, go home and sleep. Maybe pop a bottle of champagne."</b></span> <<if $katielove gte 2>>After a moment's hesitation, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> leans in and kisses you on the cheek. <span class="katie"><b>"You deserve it."</b></span><</if>> Once she's gone, you head home for a well-deserved rest. <span class="pink"><i>What a night!</i></span> [[Go home.->Your Bedroom]]
Just as you're about to head into your Feminization Class, a hand grasps you by the shoulder. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie12.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Ready to roll?"</b></span> she asks, flashing your chastity key in her hand. <span class="pink"><b>"For sure. Where to?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"I know a guy. He's a bit of a creep, but he's the best locksmith in town. Come on, it's not too far of a walk."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> right - the walk isn't much more than fifteen minutes. The trouble is, when you arrive at the location, you realize you've been here before.. <span class="pink"><b>"Wait... this is a costume store."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/costumestore.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah," Katie</b></span> says, leading you by the hand. <span class="katie"><b>"He works here sometimes. Probably just to see girls try on ridiculously skimpy cosplay outfits."</b></span> [[Meet the locksmith->Katie Lunch 6 2]]
When you get to the counter with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, you immediately recognize the locksmith. <img src="Images/Gym/costumeclerk.jpg" width=350 /> And he recognizes you. <span class="blue"><b>"Well, well, if it isn't Sifa Clockheart."</b></span> he says, eyeing you up and down. <<if $sifawin eq 1>><span class="blue"><b>"I heard you won the Cosplay Bash. With those looks, I'm not surprised."</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"I heard you made <i>quite</i> the splash at the Cosplay Bash. Shame you didn't win."</b></span><</if>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> glances from the locksmith, to you, and back again. <span class="katie"><b>"Wait, you two know each other?"</b></span> <<if $sifacost eq 500>><span class="blue"><b>"Barely - I just sold her the best outfit she's ever had the pleasure of wearing."</b></span><<elseif $sifacost eq 250>><span class="blue"><b>"Of course, she's now on the front page of our website. Ever since she modeled for me, Sifa costumes hae been flying off the shelves."</b></span><<elseif ($sifacost eq 0) and ($sifaslut eq 0)>><span class="blue"><b>"Of course. Your friend is... quite the model. I still look at the pictures from that shoot every night."</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Of course. Your friend and I go way back."</b></span> he says, winking at you.<</if>> The locksmith is the creepy clerk from the costume store!<<if $sifacost eq 500>> Thankfully, you didn't agree to model for him.<<elseif $sifacost eq 250>> Thankfully, all you did was a bit of modelling for him - nothing too lewd. Though it is strange to think of your face on the front page of website.<<elseif ($sifacost eq 0) and ($sifaslut eq 0)>> You think back to the lewd photo shoot you did with him. The idea of him jerking off to it every night is a bit weird, but kind of flattering, too.<<else>> You blush, thinking about how hot things got in the back room, last time you were here.<</if>> <span class="katie"><b>"Great,"</b></span> says <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, <span class="katie"><b>"So there's no need to for introductions."</b></span> She passes him the key. <span class="katie"><b>"This is what I called you about. We need a duplicate of this as soon as you can make it happen. The fee's still one hundred bucks, right?"</b></span> The locksmith picks up the key, gives it a long look, then passes it back to <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <span class="blue"><b>"Uh... no. For <i>this</i> key, the cost is twenty grand."</b></span> [[Twenty grand!?!?!->Katie Lunch 6 3]]
<span class="katie"><b>"Twenty grand!?" Katie</b></span> leans in to avoid the store's other customers hearing her. <span class="katie"><b>"Why the fuck does <i>this</i> key cost that much?"</b></span> The locksmith points at the key, now back in <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> hands. <span class="blue"><b>"You think I'm stupid, Katie? I see the Nazarov family mark on that key shaft. I don't know what game you're playing, but there's no way I'm getting on Nazarov's bad side for less than twenty thousand."</b></span> A wave of anxiety rushes through you. <span class="pink"><i>If we don't get this duplicate key, <b>Nazarov</b> will eventually notice the original is missing. He'll kill me. He'll totally kill me!</i></span> <span class="pink"><i>I need a duplicate.</i></span> You bite your lip, realizing what you'll probably have to do get it. <span class="pink"><b>"What if I paid another way?"</b></span> you ask, stepping close and lowering your voice. <span class="pink"><b>"You know, some... <i>private</i> way?"</b></span> As you speak, you lean in and give the locksmith a good view of your cleavage. <img src="Images/Cauldron/cleavage.gif" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gives you a half-surprised, half-impressed look, but doesn't say anything. The locksmith's eyes drift to your breasts, obviously intrigued by your offer. <span class="blue"><b>"What..."</b></span> He's already sweating. <span class="blue"><b>"What exactly are you suggesting?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I have no idea.</i></span> You try your best to sound seductive. <span class="pink"><b>"What's your deepest, darkest fantasy?"</b></span> Surprisingly, he's quick with his answer. <span class="blue"><b>"Sifa and Maerith - girl-on-girl."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> blinks. <span class="katie"><b>"Sifa and Maerith? The video games characters from <i>Frantic Fantasy Seven?</i>"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith1.jpg" width=450 /> It's your turn to be surprised and impressed - <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> knows her stuff! The locksmith adjusts his glasses, clearly nervous and flushed with arousal. <span class="blue"><b>"I've got the costumes ready and everything. You do whatever I want, and you do it on camera. If I like the vid, the key is free."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> turns to you. <span class="katie"><b>"What do you say, hot shot? I mean, I know you've always wanted to get into my pants, but are you in for a little amateur porno session?"</b></span> You're still comprehending the proposal, but you find yourself nodding your head. <span class="pink"><i>Sex with <b>Katie</b>? In cosplay? What's not to love?</i></span> [[Time to shoot a video.->Katie Lunch 6 4]]
The locksmith actually shuts down the store, shooing away all the other customers. Before long you're back in your <span class="pink"><b>Sifa Clockheart</b></span> costume, looking as sexy as the night of the Cosplay Bash. <img src="Images/Gym/sifa8.jpg" width=350 /> You're the first to arrive in the backroom. There's a clean enough looking mattress in the middle of it, with the locksmith already set up with his video camera in the corner of the room. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith2.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Looking good, Sifa."</b></span> he says, panning the camera to you. <<if $sifacost eq 500>><span class="blue"><b>"I wish you would have modeled for the store - you really are the perfect Sifa Clockheart."</b></span><<elseif $sifacost eq 250>><span class="blue"><b>"I wish you had agreed to my extra photo shoot - but I guess this is a thousand times better, anyway."</b></span><<elseif ($sifacost eq 0) and ($sifaslut eq 0)>><span class="blue"><b>"I've been dreaming of seeing you again ever since our last photo shoot. This is going to be great."</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Last time was so much fun - but let's see how Maerith handles your little sissy cock."</b></span><</if>> Just then, the door to the backroom opens. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> strides in looking exactly like <span class="katie"><b>Maerith Gainsborough</b></span>, descended from heaven. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith4.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Woah, Katie. You look..."</b></span> She winks. <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah, you too, hot shot."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Alright - enough chatter."</b></span> The locksmith wipes his brow, then points at you. <span class="blue"><b>"Just like we discussed - and, <i>rolling!</i>"</b></span> You drop onto the bed, trying your best to act displeased. <span class="pink"><b>"Maerith, I can't believe Storm took <i>Garrett</i> on a date to the Silver Saucer! Him, of all people!"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"It is a bit unfair," Katie</b></span> murmurs, sighing and glancing back at the closed door. It's immediately obvious that between the two of you, she's the better actress. <span class="katie"><b>"But I've actually been meaning to speak to you in private."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh?"</b></span>, you ask, sounding a bit wooden. <span class="pink"><b>"What about?"</b></span> [[Acting is hard!->Katie Lunch 6 5]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "Sifa Clockheart costume">>
In answer, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> peels off her costume, revealing a beautiful set of pink lingerie beneath. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith3.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit...</i></span> <span class="katie"><b>"I'm a bit enthralled by Storm, as you might have guessed, but I can't seem to catch his attention." Katie</b></span> steps close. <span class="katie"><b>"Will this be enough to catch his eye?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um... come closer. Let me take a closer look."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck yeah..."</b></span> the locksmith murmurs, from behind the camera. <span class="blue"><b>"You better take a closer look, slut..."</b></span> Once <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> is on the bed, you brush her underwear with shaking fingers. <span class="pink"><i>I'm actually doing this. Wow.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"This is... perfectly nice."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> watches you with wide, unreadable eyes, as you continue to slide your hands along her body, just barely feeling the lingerie and her skin. <span class="pink"><b>"What's wrong?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Nothing..."</b></span> She smiles, bashful. <<if $katielove eq 0>><span class="katie"><b>"I just thought of the perfect way to spend an evening, with Storm and Garrett gone."</b></span><<else>>You're not certain whether she's acting any more. <span class="katie"><b>"You're just so much gentler than any guy."</b></span> Quiet follows. That sounded sincere. <span class="pink"><b>"I-"</b></span><</if>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> plants her lips against yours. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith4.gif" width=300 /> [[You lose yourself to the kiss->Katie Lunch 6 6]]
In the moments that follow, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> seems to be <i>everywhere</i>. her lips on your neck. Her hands down your back. Her legs wrapped around your waist. You try to keep up, exploring her body and tearing off her perfect lingerie. Then your top is free, and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> has one of your swollen nipples in your mouth. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith5.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh fuck that's good, Maerith. Don't stop..."</b></span> While she continues to play with your breasts, her fingers work their way to your skirt. It'll be off in all of five seconds. <<if $sifacost gte 250>><span class="pink"><i>Wait... does the locksmith even know what I'm packing down there?</i></span> By chance, he answers that question for you the next moment.<</if>><span class="blue"><b>"Yeah..."</b></span> says the locksmith. <span class="blue"><b>"show the camera Sifa's little surprise."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> gets your panties off, and your caged cock pops free. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith5.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Sifa,"</b></span> says <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, faking surprise. <span class="katie"><b>"You didn't tell me you were a sissy!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um... sorry?"</b></span> She spreads her legs. <span class="katie"><b>"I know how much sissies like to serve..."</b></span> Having <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> crotch open for you might just be in the top five best things to happen to you. You crawl towards her, your mouth already filling with saliva. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith6.gif" width=350 /> After pulling aside her panties, you push your tongue against <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> beautiful pussy. It tastes lovely, and the smell is intoxicating. You give her slow, methodical licks, revelling in how she responds to your touch. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith7.gif" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Oh, Sifa. Oh - oh - oh..."</b></span> It isn't long before you feel she's about to cum. But she stops you, and when you look up, you see <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> has something new in her hands. [[Is that a dildo?->Katie Lunch 6 7]] <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">>
<span class="pink"><b>"Um, Kat - Maerith, what is that?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> smirks, tightening a small rubber belt around her waist, and then putting in the strap-on dildo. <span class="katie"><b>"Sifa, it's exactly what you think it is."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith8.jpg" width=400 /> Making out with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, even going down on her - all of that you were expecting. But not this. One glance at the locksmith makes it clear the sex toy is no surprise to him. Likely he had this planned from the start, and asked <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> to keep it from you. <span class="katie"><b>"Turn around, Sifa. Show me that pussy of yours."</b></span> Too turned on to stop yourself, you start to turn around, giving <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> and the camera a great view of your behind. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> rubs your thighs, ass, and lingers on your caged cock. You feel so vulnerable and horny, even her light touches are driving you wild. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith8.mp4"></video> The next moment, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> grabs hold of your buttplug and pulls it free, causing you to release a high-pitched gasp. <span class="katie"><b>"Won't be needing that, now will we..."</b></span> she asks, as her first finger slips into your asshole. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith9.mp4"></video> Then two words slip from your lips, unbidden. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Fuck me."</i></b></span> [[You don't have to tell her twice.->Katie Lunch 6 8]] <<set $toy = "nude">>
Not one for gentleness, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> climbs on top of you, presses the head of her dildo against your loosened asshole, and pushes. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Oh!!!"</i></b></span> It slides in without much resistance. You feel the fullness of it, how it stretches your anal walls. And then she starts to thrust. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith10.mp4"></video> It immediately feels <i>different</i> from all your anal masturbation sessions at home. First of all, the silicone cock up your ass is totally out of your control - and that makes it hotter. Second, <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> position is unlike anything you have ever been about to do to yourself. With each thrust, she seems to really push against your prostate. The pleasure is rapid, wild, and overwhelming. You feel yourself being taken over by the sensations. You hear your own voice cry out in ecstasy. You're being fucked on camera, and you're loving it! But something's not right. The feeling the intensity - it just keeps ramping up. Something's happening!. <span class="pink"><b><i>"I'm - I'm - I'm - cu-"</i></b></span> <i>Cumming</i>, you meant to say. It's a feeling unlike anything else you've experienced. A long, mind-shattering wave of pleasure - so much more intense than the orgasms you used to get through your cock. This climax spreads through your whole body. Your limbs shake. Your heart races. Wave after wave of pleasure spreads from your ass to every part of you. Distantly, you're aware of the cum pouring out of your chastity cage. You also feel <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> pull her dildo out with a satisflying <i>plop.</i> You lie there, your asshole gaping and contracting as your orgasm fades. <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith11.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>I did it,</i></span> you think, exhausted by at peace. <span class="pink"><i>I sissygasmed, and it was perfect.</i></span> <b><i>You came from anal stimulation alone! Your <span class="purple">Bisexuality</span> level has increased!</i></b> [[Afterwards->Katie Lunch 6 9]] <<set $homo = 6>>
Once you and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> clean up and get back into your regular clothes, you meet the locksmith at the front of the store. <span class="katie"><b>"So," Katie</b></span> says, handing him the key. <span class="katie"><b>"The duplicate is free?"</b></span> He nods, grabbing the key and shoving it in his pocket. <span class="blue"><b>"That video is worth risking my life for. Give me a few days, you'll have your key."</b></span> As the two of you head out, the locksmith asks, <span class="blue"><b>"So, are you two like, a couple?"</b></span> You and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> share a look. <<if $katielove eq 0>> Then you both laugh. <span class="pink"><b>"Just two fucked up friends."</b></span><<elseif $katielove eq 1>> She smiles, then rolls her eyes. <span class="katie"><b>"Friends with benefits, maybe."</b></span><<else>> She seems uncertain, so you answer, <span class="pink"><b>"Something like that."</b></span><</if>> Then it's time for you two to part ways. In a few days, you'll have the duplicate key, and the last task will begin - returning the original to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office. [[Go Home.->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $chastityquest = 9>>
You pause at the entrance to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office. According to <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> plan, you're to wait here until the distraction takes place. The next moment, it does. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firecracker.gif" width=350 /> You can't see it - it must be going off on the second floor. But you can definitely <i>hear</i> it. Just a few seconds later, three men burst out from <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office - the smaller one with his coat over the face, and much of his body protected by the two larger ones. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> and his guards, fleeing to a saferoom. <span class="pink"><i>Katie, your brilliance knows no bounds...</i></span> You grab the door just before it closes, and then slip into the office. [[Let's do this!->Key Return 2]]
<<if $virginityquest eq 0>>You can't go into <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office without an invitation, but something draws you to his door all the same. Over the blaring music behind you, you can just hear human voices behind the door. Curiosity getting the better you, you decide to peek through the keyhole. <img src="Images/Cauldron/keyhole.jpg" width=400 /> You see two people - <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. The boss seems to be enjoying himself, this evening. \ <<set $katieset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $katiechoice = $katieset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $katiechoice eq 1>> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is holding <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> by her hair, and is roughly face-fucking her. The noises you were hearing were her slurps and gulps as she takes the entire length of his cock down her throat. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katienazarov1.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $katiechoice eq 2>> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is behind <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, fucking her roughly up the ass. Her face is a mix of pain and pleasure and his thick cock repeatedly spears her asshole. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katienazarov2.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $katiechoice eq 3>> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>, moaning in pleasure as she slides up and down his meat pole. For his part, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> seems content to slap her tits and yell at her in Russian. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katienazarov3.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ You lose yourself in the carnal display, not keeping track of time. Eventually <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> finishes on <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> face, and it's clear they're done for the night. You decide it's time you went home yourself. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<else>>You arrive at <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office. As waitress supervisor, his guards will let you in, so long as you give them a good reason. <img src="Images/Cauldron/keyhole2.jpg" width=400 /> <<if ($virginityquest eq 17) and ($chastity eq 1)>>[[Prepare for the big meeting->Nazarov Meeting]]<<elseif $virginityquest eq 17>><i>Nazarov will want me in chastity for the big meeting. I should come back with my clitty caged.</i><</if>> <<if $cauldronbecky eq 2>>[[Show Nazarov Becky's photos->Virgin Waitress Shift Becky][$p = 2]]<</if>> <<if $cauldronsusan eq 2>>[[Show Nazarov Susan's photos->Virgin Waitress Shift Susan][$p = 2]]<</if>> [[Return->Cauldron Third Floor]] <</if>> <<set $p = 0>>
Shortly after your father's death, you consider avenging him. After a few weeks of thought, you decide against it. A lone girly boy like yourself, going up against a massive, powerful Russian mob? It's suicide. Instead, you drop out of school, and think hard about what to do with your life. Over the next few months, you travel the country, spending a fair deal of time in nature. <img src="Images/Endings/womannature.jpg" width=500 /> You also take to enjoying afternoons at cafes, watching strangers go about their lives. <img src="Images/Endings/womancafe.jpg" width=500 /> Eventually, you realize what you want to do. [[I want to get this cage off!->Maid 2]]
You arrive at the hospital, and impatiently await your appointment with the famous urologist, Dr. Renwall. <img src="Images/Hospital/hospital.jpg" width=500 /> After a few hours, you're invited into his office. Unlike most doctors, Dr. Renwall is dresed in a fancy suit instead of his scrubs, and you're immediately taken by his calm, confident presence. <img src="Images/Endings/maidrenwall.jpg" width=350 /> You explain your situation to him, and Dr. Renwall, with the appearance of purely professional interest, has you show him your cage. <img src="Images/Endings/maidcage.jpg" width=350 /> After confirming with you that you don't have any family in the city and no one knows that you're at the hospital at this moment, Dr. Renwall decides that he can permanently remove the cage right this moment, and he simply needs you to take an anti anxiety pill to help relax your muscles before the procedure. A minute after you've taken the pill, everything goes dark. [[What happened?->Maid 3]]
When you awaken, you find yourself in a dark room - almost like a dungeon. When you try to stand, you realize you're bound and cannot move. Dr. Renwall is there, and explains very matter-of-factly that you are on his private estate, and are now his live-in maid. You will live to serve him, and your body and mind will be trained for that purpose. As you buck and writhe, struggling to escape, he assures you that everything will be okay, and you'll learn to love your new life. <img src="Images/Endings/maidtraining.jpg" width=450 /> [[Over the next few months, your world changes.->Maid 4]]
Dr. Renwall does not listen to your begging, or to anything, really. He simply insists that this is your life, and that you'll learn to love it. His training is as intense as it is humiliating. You know he wants to break you, and then to rebuild your mind to make it associate serving him with pleasure, and disobeying him with pain. <img src="Images/Endings/maidtraining3.gif" width=450 /> Of course, you resist. These pathetic displays of resistance do nothing to help, though. All they lead to is creative punishments - which in turn teach you the importance of always listening to your new master, Dr. Renwall. <img src="Images/Endings/maidtraining4.gif" width=450 /> Time loses meaning, in your master's dungeon. Has it been weeks? Months? It doesn't matter. He was right - no one is coming to save you. In fact, Master is right about most things. You soon find your favorite part of the day is when you get to show him how much you like pleasing him. <img src="Images/Endings/maidtraining2.gif" width=450 /> [[And then your new life begins->Maid 5]]
Dr Renwall at last lets you out of the dungeon, and gives you leave to explore his grand estate. He knows you won't run. <img src="Images/Endings/maidestate.jpg" width=450 /> And he's right, of course. You're much too busy to ever think of leaving. It's a large, lovely house - and it's up to you to keep it clean for Master. <img src="Images/Endings/maidclean1.gif" width=450 /> Your days are filled with hustling and bustling, wiping down tables and preparing meals. <img src="Images/Endings/maidclean2.gif" width=450 /> Ands there's laundry, the grounds, and the floors, too. <img src="Images/Endings/maidclean3.gif" width=450 /> [[But the best part of the job is serving Master.->Maid 6]]
Every morning begins with your inspection. Dr. Renwall expects your uniform to be immaculate, and of course you're always wearing your chastity cage - Master says that maids like you should keep your desires in check at all times, so you're entirely focused on service. The key is to be used on special occasions only. <img src="Images/Endings/maidserve1.gif" width=300 /> Master is often at work, but you always make sure to help relieve his stress when he gets home. <img src="Images/Endings/maidserve2.gif" width=450 /> And, of course, no night is complete without Master pumping a hot load of semen directly into your boypussy. He always makes sure to shove a large buttplug inside afterwards, so you can go to sleep with his warmth deep inside of you. <img src="Images/Endings/maidserve3.gif" width=450 /> Your bond with Master is beyond anything you could have imagined in your old life. In fact, your 'old life' feels so distant, now. Almost like a dream. One day, you read in the daily newspaper about a missing man by the name of $playername Finch. You shrug. You've never heard of him. [[Ah, domestic bliss!->Maid 7]]
Your life settles into a quiet, perfect routine. You're the perfect servant for Master, and in return he gives you all the love and pleasure a maid could ever ask for. At the two year anniversary of your service to him, Master hands you the key to your chastity cage. You give it a long look before tossing it beyond the boundary of the estate. You stopped feeling any pressure or discomfort from the cage months ago. Even unlocked, you know you'll never get hard again. And why would a maid like you want an erection? You get all your pleasure from Master's cock buried deep inside your boypussy. Ever chaste, ever limp, and ever faithful. Without meaning to, you stumbled into the perfect job, and the perfect role for a girl like you. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/maid.jpg" width=400 /> <b><i>Ending #8 Achieved! You are the Chaste Maid!</i></b> [[Closing]]
<<if $virginityquest gte 1>>\ Before you can say anything, your client hands you a slip of paper. Curious, you read it: <span class="note"><b>I've got a thing for the 'Free Use' kink. Go into the backroom, strip naked, and wait for me. Don't say a word - just keep your mouth open and let me do what I want.</b></span> There's three hundred dollars paper-clipped to the bottom of the paper. Already feeling a bit turned-on at the idea of being used like a fuck-sleeve, you have to the fight the urge to smile. Instead, you nonchalantly tuck the money down your bra, and make your way to the backroom. Once you start pulling down your panties, you realize that there's a problem. Your chastity cage - there's no way to hide it. <img src="Images/Cauldron/chastity2.jpg" width=400 /> But before you can figure out a solution, the door opens. Your client steps inside, and leers at you. His gaze fixes on your small, caged penis. <span class="blue"><b>"Even better,"</b></span> he says, before grabbing you by your hair. After forcing you to your knees, your client hooks his fingers into your mouth and pulls back your jaw, forcing your lips to open as wide as they can. You comply, too caught up in his sudden aggression, his absolute <i>dominance</i> to do anything else. You're stunned into submission. Stunned... and aroused. The next moment, his shoves his big, girthy dick all the way down your throat. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob3.gif" width=400 /> Keeping his hands on the back of your head, your client pins you in place while his cock treats your mouth like a vagina, roughly fucking it with lustful vigor. You comply, accepting your role as a free use fucksleeve. His dick feels so nice, pushing past your tongue and widening your throat with every thrust. <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Mmm...</i>"</b></span> you moan, as precum starts to drip out of your limp, neglected clitty. <span class="blue"><b>"Shut the fuck up."</b></span> your client says, giving your hair a sharp tug. <span class="blue"><b>"Objects don't speak. They suck."</b></span> You quiet down, red-faced, as tears well in your eyes. Seeing you in pain seems to send your client over the edge. He curses, right before standing up forcing his cock back into your mouth. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob3cum.gif" width=500 /> He keeps fucking your throat as he cums, rope after rope of semen quickly filling up your mouth. Too scared to do anything, even swallow, you just let the cum pour out of the sides of your mouth, and drip down your chin. Once your client is done, he pulls up his pants, then spits right into your mouth. While you sit there, stunned, he slaps you before leaving the room without a word. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob3spit.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck..."</b></span> you whisper, once he's gone. <span class="pink"><b>"Not the worst way to earn three hundred dollars.."</b></span> [[It's closing time->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronblowjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 300>> <<else>>\ <span class="blue"><b>"Before we get started,"</b></span> your client says, once the two of you are in the room together. <span class="blue"><b>"I just want to ask - you okay with deepthroat stuff? I hate it when you girls start puking on me."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Sure, buddy. I bet your dick is sooooo big, everyone chokes on it.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I don't think we'll have a problem,"</b></span> you whisper, kneeling between his legs and undoing his pants. <span class="blue"><b>"Alright - let's see it."</b></span> His dick, as it turns out, <i>is</i> rather sizable. Thankfully, you have quite a bit of experience working with large cock - thanks to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, of course. In a few moments, you're working your way down his shaft, swallowing all of his substantial length, and giving his balls soft licks while he grunts with approval. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob1.gif" width=350 /> Your client just lies there, enjoying your skill, until you feel his dick get even more stiff in your throat, and his balls pull tight against his skin. He's about to cum. <span class="blue"><b>"Time for your facial, girl."</b></span> You draw back, letting his slobbery dick slip out of your mouth, then take hold of it with both hands and give it hard, rapid strokes. He swears as the first wave of his orgasm hits him. Your salty reward arrives the very same moment. Hot semen hits your face, then drips down onto your costume. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob1cum.gif" width=350 /> Once you wipe him down with a warm cloth, your client hands you a roll of bills. <span class="blue"><b>"Not bad. Not bad at all."</b></span> As you take the money, he adds, <span class="blue"><b>"I think I'll be a repeat customer. I trust two hundred and fifty is fine?"</b></span> You stuff the bills into your bra. <span class="pink"><b>"That's quite fine. Have a good night!"</b></span> Once he's gone, you hum to yourself as you clean up the backroom, then head off to find <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. [[Find Katie.->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronblowjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 250>> <</if>>
<<if $virginityquest gte 1>>\ Your client doesn't say anything as you lead him to the backroom. Once you're sitting on the couch together, he just stares at the ceiling, twiddling his thumbs. He's awkward as hell - even more awkward than you, way back when - and it's kind of cute. <span class="pink"><b>"Sooooo... any special requests?"</b></span> He shrugs, <span class="blue"><b>"Uh, you know... a blowjob."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>A vanilla bj. Nothing wrong with that.</i></span> You lean over, giving him a long kiss on the cheek before sliding down his body, your hands exploring his arms and chest. He shivers, aroused, but doesn't react beyond that. Lowering his pants, you find a surprisingly thick cock, though only half erect. <span class="pink"><i>Someone's a little shy...</i></span> You start slow, fondling his balls and kissing the head his cock. Once it stiffens a little more, you sink your head and start sucking on the shaft, moaning softly as you do. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob4.mp4"></video> He says nothing at all - doesn't even help you hold your hair up! The guy has a lot to learn, but you just focus on his cock. The one impressive part of his body, really. It's a great color, it's hard as diamonds, and just the perfect thickness to it. Despite yourself, you feel your arousal build. Locked in chastity, your own pathetically small penis wakes up, and pushes useless against the cage. You moan some more as precum drips down your tiny shaft, runs down your small, smooth ballsack and soaks your panties. Turned-on and into it, you really start going at your client's cock. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob4again.mp4"></video> As you suck this stranger's cock with fiery need, you feel something weird happening between your legs. Your asshole keeps contracting <<if $toy neq "nude">>against your buttplug <</if>>in pleasure. Your thighs rub together, squeezing your clitty. Just then your client cums. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob4.gif" width=350 /> And as he does, your own small, embarassing orgasm hits. As you suck on the thick, pulsing cock in your mouth, you feel your own small, pathetic penis ooze semen all over your panties. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob4cum.gif" width=350 /> Your tiny, hairless balls scrunch up right against the base of your shaft, almost slipping up into your abdomen. So much cum floods your panties, you feel warm, sticky globs of it ooze down your smooth, girly thighs. As you kneel on the floor, catching your breath after your surprise orgasm, your client hands you a wad of bills. <span class="blue"><b>"Will, um, will two seventy cover it?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah,"</b></span> you say, grabbing the cash. <span class="pink"><b>"It will."</b></span> And then he's gone. After shoving all the bills down your bra, you clean up and return to the dressing room. [[Closing time->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronblowjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 270>> <<else>>\ <span class="blue"><b>"Wow, I can't believe you're doing this,"</b></span> your client says, once the two of you are in the room together. <span class="blue"><b>"You're so beautiful, and nice. I <i>really</i> appreciate this. I'm sorry, I'm so embarassed."</b></span> You flash him an easy smile. <span class="pink"><b>"Relax - There's nothing to be nervous about. Why would you be embarassed"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I well... let me show you..."</b></span> Your client undoes his pants and reveals maybe the smallest penis you've ever seen. Your little thing was about four and a half inches at its largest, but this can't be more than three, fully erect. Knowing any kind of judgment would totally ruin the mood, you just drop to your knees and give it a kiss. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmm... such a nice cock. I can't wait to make you cum"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Oh, you're so nice... <i>oh...</i>"</b></span> It's a different kind of blowjob - less about taking cock down your throat, more about sucking and playing with it with your tongue. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob2.gif" width=350 /> Obviously your client rarely ever has his dick sucked, because in maybe one minute he's ready to blow. <span class="blue"><b>"C-careful! Here I come!"</b></span> His tiny penis spurts out a surprising amount of semen. You gobble it up, your enjoyment of his taste genuine - no matter the size of the dick, cum will always be delicious! <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob2cum.gif" width=350 /> Once you're all cleaned up, your client hands you a wad of bills. <span class="blue"><b>"Will, um, will two thirty cover it?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah,"</b></span> you say, eagerly grabbing the cash. <span class="pink"><b>"It will."</b></span> And then he's gone. After shoving all the bills down your bra, you head over to find <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> [[Find Katie.->Chastity Waitress Handjob Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronblowjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 230>> <</if>>
Just as you're about to head into your Feminization Class, a hand grasps you by the shoulder. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie19.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="katie"><b>"We're good."</b></span> she says, opening her palm to reveal two chastity keys - the original is silver, the duplicate is gold. Other than the difference in metal, their shape is identical. <span class="pink"><b>"Holy shit. It worked."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"You think I'd let you down?" Katie</b></span> laughs. <span class="katie"><b>"Come on, let's talk about the final piece to the master plan."</b></span> Used to <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> antics at this point, you follow her to an empty classroom [[It's planning time.->Katie Lunch 7 2]]
Once you're in an empty classroom, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> hops onto a desk and just starts kicking her feet, not saying anything. <span class="pink"><b>"So..."</b></span> you start, after a short silence. <span class="katie"><b>"About what happened at the costume store..."</b></span> You think back to that wild morning of lust and passion. You're first time with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, and your first true sissygasm. Ever since you were a young teenager, you had many a fantasy about <span class="katie"><b>Maerith Rainsborough</b></span> and <span class="pink"><b>Sifa Clockheart</b></span> getting it on... <img src="Images/Cauldron/sifamaerith7.jpg" width=400 /> ... you just never thought that <i>you'd</i> be one of the girls in that fantasy! <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, us at the costume store, that was..."</b></span> [[Really fun!->Katie Lunch 7 3][$i = 1]] <<if $katielove gte 1>>[[Really special for me.->Katie Lunch 7 3][$i = 2]]<<else>><span class="grey">Really special for me.</span><</if>> <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>><span class="katie"><b>"Yeah,"</b></span> says <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, smirking. <span class="katie"><b>"I might have enjoyed myself, too. Maybe it deserves a repeat someday."</b></span> She claps her hands together.<<else>><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> looks at you, surprsed at your words, their sincerity. <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah, it was... special for me, too."</b></span> Quiet follows. You stare at one another, your heart racing in your chest. Then <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> dispells the sentiment with a clap of her hands.<</if>> <span class="katie"><b>"So, how to return the original key!"</b></span> She pulls a small object from her bag. Upon inspection, you realize it's a firecracker. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firecracker.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You're going to set the Cauldron on fire?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Not exactly. <i>You're</i> going to go to Nazarov's office on a night you're not working. It's on the third floor of the Cauldron. I've paid a guy to discretely set this firecracker off when you're in position."</b></span> You blink, confused. <span class="pink"><b>"How does that help me?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"It's sounds like a gun going off, so Nazarov will get spooked and have his guards take him to the safe house."</b></span> She puts the device back in her bag. <span class="katie"><b>"That'll give you plenty of time to slip into his office, return the original key, and slip out."</b></span> [[What's the catch?->Katie Lunch 7 4]]
<span class="katie"><b>"There's no catch. The hard stuff's behind us."</b></span> You sigh, relieved. <span class="pink"><b>"Why are you always so helpful?"</b></span> <<if $i eq 1>><span class="katie"><b>"Well, I got you into this mess - so I guess I've got a bit of a conscience, after all."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, I always had a feeling you did. You know, deep down. Like way down. Buried."</b></span><<else>><span class="katie"><b>"Well, maybe you're, like, important to me, hot shot."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You're important to me too, Katie."</b></span><</if>> <span class="katie"><b>"Alright, enough." Katie</b></span> jumps off the desk and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek. <span class="katie"><b>"I'm out of here. Once you've put away the original, I'll give you the duplicate to keep. Good luck, hot shot."</b></span> As you watch her go, you can't help but remember what she looked like, naked. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie18.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Katie... you're kind of amazing.</i></span> <<if $katielove gte 2>><span class="pink"><i>Do I... have feelings for her?</i></span> You're not sure, but your relationship with your supervisor is definitely changing for the better. <</if>> <<if $i eq 2>><b><i><span class="katie">Katie</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $katielove += 1>> <</if>> \ [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $chastityquest = 10>>
You shut the door behind you, then pause for a moment, scanning the room. <img src="Images/Cauldron/office.jpg" width=450 /> No one's here - you're safe. The first thing you do is pop open the desk drawer - using the code you stole from <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> - and return the original key. <span class="pink"><b>"Now I should probably go... unless..."</b></span> You eyes fixate on <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> computer. It's on, and there's no password or anything protecting it. This could be your only chance to learn if <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is connected to the mob that's holding your father prisoner. <span class="pink"><b>"Just a quick look."</b></span> You glance at the door. <span class="pink"><b>"I'll be really, really quick..."</b></span> [[Snoop around Nazarov's computer->Boss Computer]]
You're looking at the main desktop of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> computer. It seems normal enough, besides the background of the Soviet flag. <img src="Images/Cauldron/bosscomputer.jpg" width=500 /> There are a few folders that interest you. You might be able to learn more about your father in one of them. [[Personnel Files]] [[Selected Poems]] [[Folder 1]] [[Revenue Status]]
This folder appears to be full of detailed files for all of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> employees. Two files definitely look interesting, and worth checking out. [[Check out your file.->Personnel Files Player]] [[Check out Katie's file.->Personnel Files Katie]] [[Return->Boss Computer]]
This folder appears to be full of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> favorite poetry. [[The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T. S. Eliot]] [[Ulysses, Alfred Lord Tennyson]] <span class="pink"><i>I probably don't have time to read poetry, but it's good to know that <b>Nazarov's</b> a classy guy.</i></span> [[Return->Boss Computer]]
This folder appears to be full of pornography. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> favorite genre seems to be something called 'bimbofication.' You spend some time scrolling through the images. He's got about 100 gigabytes' worth of the stuff. <img src="Images/Cauldron/bimbo1.jpg" width=400 /> <img src="Images/Cauldron/bimbo2.jpg" width=400 /> <img src="Images/Cauldron/bimbo3.jpg" width=400 /> He definitely has a thing for girls who enhance their bodies through surgeries to make themselves look sexier and sluttier. <span class="pink"><i>Hey, I'm not judging. He might want to name his stash something a bit less obvious than 'Folder 1,' though.</i></span> [[Return->Boss Computer]]
This folder appears to document all of the revenue flowing into the <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> crime family. Not just from the Cauldron, but from all business lines, including gun smuggling, extortion, and ransom! <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit, this is what I need! Alright, now let's see if the <b>Nazarov's</b> have my father...</i></span> You do some scrolling, marvelling at how well-documented the mob's operations are. Well, it's called 'organized crime' for a reason. Then you find a sub-folder called 'Finch.' <img src="Images/Cauldron/finch.jpg" width=250 /> <span class="pink"><i>That's... that's my last name...</i></span> [[You're not ready yet - go check out other parts of the computer.->Boss Computer]] [[Check out the Finch Folder->Key Return 3]]
[[Return->Boss Computer]] <i>S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma percioche giammai di questo fondo Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero, Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo. Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells: Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead you to an overwhelming question ... Oh, do not ask, “What is it?” Let us go and make our visit. In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo. The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes, Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening, Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains, Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys, Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap, And seeing that it was a soft October night, Curled once about the house, and fell asleep. And indeed there will be time For the yellow smoke that slides along the street, Rubbing its back upon the window-panes; There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate; Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea. In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo. And indeed there will be time To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?” Time to turn back and descend the stair, With a bald spot in the middle of my hair — (They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”) My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin, My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin — (They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”) Do I dare Disturb the universe? In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse. For I have known them all already, known them all: Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room. So how should I presume? And I have known the eyes already, known them all— The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Then how should I begin To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways? And how should I presume? And I have known the arms already, known them all— Arms that are braceleted and white and bare (But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!) Is it perfume from a dress That makes me so digress? Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl. And should I then presume? And how should I begin? Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? ... I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas. And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully! Smoothed by long fingers, Asleep ... tired ... or it malingers, Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me. Should I, after tea and cakes and ices, Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis? But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed, Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter, I am no prophet — and here’s no great matter; I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, And in short, I was afraid. And would it have been worth it, after all, After the cups, the marmalade, the tea, Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me, Would it have been worth while, To have bitten off the matter with a smile, To have squeezed the universe into a ball To roll it towards some overwhelming question, To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead, Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”— If one, settling a pillow by her head Should say: “That is not what I meant at all; That is not it, at all.” And would it have been worth it, after all, Would it have been worth while, After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor— And this, and so much more?— It is impossible to say just what I mean! But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen: Would it have been worth while If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl, And turning toward the window, should say: “That is not it at all, That is not what I meant, at all.” No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; Am an attendant lord, one that will do To swell a progress, start a scene or two, Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool, Deferential, glad to be of use, Politic, cautious, and meticulous; Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse; At times, indeed, almost ridiculous— Almost, at times, the Fool. I grow old ... I grow old ... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown.</i> [[Return->Boss Computer]]
[[Return->Boss Computer]] <i>It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: All times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone, on shore, and when Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honour'd of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades For ever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle,— Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people, and thro' soft degrees Subdue them to the useful and the good. Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere Of common duties, decent not to fail In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark, broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me— That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'T is not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.</i> [[Return->Boss Computer]]
Employee Name: <span class="pink"><b>$femname Finch</b></span> Employee Number: <b>0169</b> Employee role: <b>Experimental sissy waitress / prostitute. Final status to be determined.</b> Key stats: Age: <b>22</b> Height: <b>5 feet, 4 inches</b> Eye color: <b>Brown</b> Hair color: <b>Brown</b> Weight: <b>115 pounds</b> Bust: <b>33 C cup</b> <i>Note - her breasts appear to be growing</i> Waist: <b>slim</b> Hips: <b>average</b> Employee face record: <img src="Images/Cauldron/profile1.jpg" width=400 /> Employee body record (front): <img src="Images/Cauldron/profile2.jpg" width=300 /> Employee body record (back): <img src="Images/Cauldron/profile3.jpg" width=400 /> Status: <b>Blue (handjob) bracelet unlocked Red (blowjob) bracelet unlocked</b> Likes: <b>Confident men Being told what to do Feeling feminine - being affirmed of her femininity Large penises / well endowed men</b> Misc. notes: <b>Might need to remove her if her penis proves problematic. Chastity appears effective. What to do about selling penetrative sex? Is there a market for anal sex with a sissy / transwoman?</b> <<if $lips eq 3>><b>$femname enhanced her lips. This is a good sign - she is commmitted to becoming the sex object I need her to be.</b><</if>> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>><b>I must admit, I find her quite entrancing. It would be a shame to have to kill her.</b><</if>> [[Return->Boss Computer]]
Employee Name: <span class="katie"><b>Katerina 'Katie' Lebedeva</b></span> Employee Number: <b>007</b> Employee role: <b>Tuesday/Thursday/Saturday Supervisor. Key recruiter for waitresses / prostitutes</b> Key stats: Age: <b>24</b> Height: <b>5 feet, 5 inches</b> Eye color: <b>Hazel Green</b> Hair color: <b>Dark Brown</b> Weight: <b>110 pounds</b> Bust: <b>32 B cup</b> Waist: <b>very slim</b> Hips: <b>feminine / lithe</b> Employee face record: <img src="Images/Cauldron/profile4.jpg" width=400 /> Employee body record (front): <img src="Images/Cauldron/profile5.jpg" width=400 /> Employee body record (back): <img src="Images/Cauldron/profile6.jpg" width=400 /> Status: <b>All bracelets unlocked</b> <i>Note - Katie is too important to waste time with clients. Only I can have her.</i> Likes: <b>Kindness Empathy Humor Intimacy</b> <i>Note - Katie is a walking contradiction. Her traumatic childhood has forced her to shield herself from human connection through a cold exterior, but in truth human connection is what she craves most dearly.</i> Misc. notes: <b>Katie and $femname seem close. I used to think Katie's loyalty was unquestionable, now I am uncertain. Perhaps I will have to test Katie soon, to see where she stands.</b> [[Return->Boss Computer]]
Once you open the subfolder, it all becomes very clear. The <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> crime family <i>is</i> holding your father hostage. It's all very meticulously laid out. Name: <b>Atticus Finch</b> <img src="Images/Father/fathertiedup1.jpg" width=400 /> Weekly payment: <b>$mobdebt</b> dollars Remaining debt: <b>$totaldebt</b> dollars Payer: <b>wife and son. Identities unknown.</b> Penalty for late / non-payment: <b>execution</b> You're making money as a waitress and prostitute for the very same mob that kidnapped your father! <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit... holy shit...</i></span> Your mind is racing - at the horror of this realization, but also with a whirlwind of ideas. If <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is in charge of your father's life... maybe you could manipulate him into releasing your father? <span class="pink"><i>Maybe <b>Katie</b> could help. And maybe it's time to tell her the whole story about why I started waitressing...</i></span> Just then, the door opens. [[Oh. Fuck.->Key Return 4]] <<set $time = "Night">>
In march <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> two guards, but the boss himself is nowhere to be found. When they spot you, both put their hands to their pistols. You freeze in place, terrified. Then one barks out: <span class="blue"><b>"You! Come over here!"</b></span> With your hands raised in surrender, you tip toe over to the guards. Sweat beads upon your brow. <img src="Images/Cauldron/guards1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="blue"><b>"You... you are of the girls. What are you doing here?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I..."</b></span> You try and whip up a lie. <span class="pink"><b>"Last time I was here, I dropped my favorite ring and-"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"No. You lie."</b></span> The two guards converse in Russian. Then one of them says, <span class="blue"><b>"You are not the first whore to try and steal from here. The boss is clear about the punishment. Next boat to Russia. You work as a real whore, there. No costumes. No breaks."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Holy fuck. There's no way I'm going to work as some prostitute in Russia!</i></span> Thankfully, after the guards speak between themselves a bit more, they seem to come up with a solution. <span class="blue"><b>"Two thousand dollars, Right now."</b></span> one says, with the other finishing, <span class="blue"><b>"You pay us two grand, we let you go, no questions asked."</b></span> Before you can even think about the offer, you notice one of the guards eying your body with a now-familiar look. Lust. <span class="blue"><b>"Two grand payment... or you pay with your mouth."</b></span> He grabs his crotch. <span class="blue"><b>"Both of us, at the same time. Your choice, girl."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Pay them off, or suck them off...</i></span> You glance between them. <span class="pink"><i>Or maybe... maybe I could make a run for it?</i></span> <<if $money gte 2000>>[[Pay them off->Key Return 5 money]]<<else>><i>I don't have enough money to pay them off.</i><</if>> [[Suck them off->Key Return 5 bj]] [[Make a run for it!->Thief 1]] <<set $guardblowjob = 0>>
As enticing as sucking off two strangers at once sounds, you've still got some dignity. <span class="pink"><b>"Okay, okay, I'll pay you. Let me just grab the money from my bra."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/guardsbra.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Wait..."</b></span> says one of the guards, as you count out two thousand dollars in twenty and fifty dollar bills. <span class="blue"><b>"You keep two thousand dollars... in your bra?"</b></span> You pause in your counting to give him an indignant look. <span class="pink"><b>"Dresses don't have pockets."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Oh... fair enough."</b></span> It hurts to give up so much hard earned cash, but you know that this is better than getting shipped to Russia. <span class="pink"><b>"So, we're good?"</b></span> After counting the money and splitting it between them, the guards nod in unison. <span class="blue"><b>"We're good. Get the fuck out of here before we change our minds."</b></span> [[Get the fuck out of Nazarov's office.->Key Return 6]] <<set $money -= 2000>>
<<if $money gte 2000>>There's no way you're giving these bastards two thousand dollars,<<else>>You don't have two thousand dollars to spare,<</if>> so it looks like you'll be paying them off with your body. Though you hate to admit it, the very thought of what you're about to do is a huge turn on. To these men, you're just a sex toy - a wet slot for them to push their cocks in for easy pleasure. And that makes you feel <i>hot.</i> <span class="pink"><b>"Alright boys,"</b></span> you say, slowly sinking to your knees as your arousal builds. The two men look even larger, from this view. <span class="pink"><b>"I'll pay you off the fun way..."</b></span> As you rub at their pants, one of the guards says to the other: <span class="blue"><b>"I knew she'd do this. These girls are such sluts. I bet she cums from our cocks in her mouth."</b></span> Unfortunately, being talked about like some pathetic whore just makes your nipples hard and causes your boypussy to clench in anticipation. You get both of their zippers down, and soon you have a hefty man-cock in each hands <img src="Images/Cauldron/guardsblowjob4.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Woah, I've never handled two guys at once...</i></span> the feeling of two cocks in your hands, the look of them both wobbling in front of you... it's kind of hypnotic. <span class="pink"><i>I... I like it!</i></span> As a guy, you could really only pleasure one girl at once - well, unless you got really clever with your hands - but as a girl, you've got two holes, two hands, and all kinds of lovely bits for boys to grab onto. <span class="pink"><i>How many men could I pleasure at once? Three? Four? Oh my God... five?!</i></span> Eager to get a taste of cock, you crawl closer and start taking turns licking them , one after the other. The men are quiet now, watching you with lustful fascination and grunting at you suck and stroke their thick cocks. <img src="Images/Cauldron/guardsblowjob3.gif" width=450 /> [[Lose yourself to submissive pleasure.->Key Return 5 bj 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $guardblowjob = 1>>
The moment you leap forwards, you realize this was a terrible decision. The guards move like lightning. One second you're reaching for the door. The next a fist is flying towards your face. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefpunch.jpg" width=450 /> [[Everything goes black->Thief 2]]
As the room warms up to your eager sucking and licking, you feel the men start to strip off your clothes. Soon you're only wearing your panties, your breasts heaving and swaying as you vigorously suck on each of the cocks in turn. <img src="Images/Cauldron/guardsblowjob1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah, you like sucking lots of dick, don't you, slut?"</b></span> one of the guards says, after swearing in Russian. <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Mmmmghh!!!</i>"</b></span> is your answer. With a swollen cock deep in your mouth, you can't say much more than that, but your pleading eyes, drooling lips, and the gobs of precum staining your panties are answer enough. You don't just like sucking cock. You <i>love</i> it. The guards seem to hit their point of no return at the same time. <span class="blue"><b>"Here it comes!"</b></span> one shouts, pulling his dick out of your mouth. They cum together, stroking their dicks furiously, making sure every drop of semen hits your face. You simply kneel there, stunned by pleasure, as ropes of cum gob onto your hair, ooze down your cheeks, and drip off your chin. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office stinks of semen. Without realy thinking about it, you start sucking their cocks again. You know much guys like a bit more tongue in the aftermath of their orgasm. Mainly, though, you lick up their cocks to swallow as much cum as possible. It's become your absolute favorite food. <img src="Images/Cauldron/guardsblowjob2.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Mmm... I love how the taste lingers in my throat. I hope my mouth tastes like this for hours...</i></span> [[Clean up->Key Return 6]] <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $guardblowjob = 1>>
<<if $guardblowjob eq 1>>After wiping the cum from your face and putting on your clothes, you quickly retreat from <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office before the guards decide to change their minds.<<else>>You walk out of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office a bit lighter in cash, but with your dignity intact.<</if>> The party is dying down inside the Cauldron. Exhausted from the night's events, you slip out the front door and start making your way home. And that's when you run into <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"I can't stop for long."</b></span> she says, before you can <<if $katielove lte 1>>jump up and hug her<<else>>give her a kiss<</if>>. <span class="katie"><b>"I'm being followed."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What!?"</b></span> you say, as she presses the duplicate chastity key into your hands. <img src="Images/Cauldron/key2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Nazarov thinks I'm up to something, I guess,"</b></span> she says, after looking over her shoulder. <span class="katie"><b>"And he's right, I am. This heist, hot shot, it's taught me that we're smarter than him. We can beat him."</b></span> Just when you want to ask her what she's talking about, she heads off at a quick pace. <span class="katie"><b>"Enjoy the gift!"</b></span> she says over her shoulder. <span class="katie"><b>"I'll find you soon!"</b></span> And then she's gone. Lost in the dark. Maybe thirty seconds after she leaves, a black sedan rolls up the street, it's occupants all hardened, angry men, all of them searching the street. Not finding what they're looking for, they take off in the same direction as <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Holy shit..."</b></span> you mutter, shivering at the night's chill. <span class="pink"><b>"Everything just got a whole lot more dangerous... and a whole lot more interesting."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>It's time to beat the mob at their own game. Somehow.</i></span> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<if $guardblowjob eq 1>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <</if>> <<set $chastityquest = 11>>
When you come to, you're not sure where you are. All you know is that you're naked, and tied up in a small, rank smelling cell.. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefbound.jpg" width=450 /> Judging by the slow rocking of the floor, you seem to be on some kind of boat. A cargo ship, likely, seeing as you're trapped in a cargo container. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefship.gif" width=500 /> Your captors say nothing to you. Your interactions with them consist of them feeding you gruel, and them hosing you down with freezing cold water at random internvals. They do speak to each other, though. And they're definitely speaking Russian. [[That's likely where you're headed.->Thief 3]] <<set $daynumber += 20>> <<set $day = "Saturday">> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">> <<set $chastity = 0>> <<set $mobquest1 = 0>> <<set $money = 0>>
From the ship, you're loaded onto a truck. In a box. The journey feels several hours long. Eventually the box is opened and you find yourself in a dungeon, of sorts. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefbound2.jpg" width=450 /> Past your cell lies another. And in it is an old man. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefdad.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Wait a second..."</b></span> you murmur, your voice raspy and dry. <span class="pink"><b>"Dad?"</b></span> The old man looks up at you with eyes devoid of hope. As he stares at your face, some vague recognition strikes him. <span class="dad"><b>"... $playername? But... it can't be."</b></span> You offer a weak smile and try to shrug. <span class="pink"><b>"It's a long story - and I go by $femname, now. But yeah, it's me."</b></span> <span class="dad"><b>"$femname, $femname,"</b></span> Tears well in his eyes. Yours too. <span class="dad"><b>"You're here! My daughter - here!"</b></span> In the distance, there's the sound of footsteps. Your father's demeanor suddenly changes. He look determined - almost angry - and shrewd beyond all measure. <span class="dad"><b>"Listen, $femname - I've seen how they train the girls here. Horrible things, they do. You've go to turn the tables on them. I'll handle the rest."</b></span> [[Your guard arrives.->Thief 4]]
The guard opens your cell with a set of keys, waves a taser at your menacingly, then immediately starts groping you in front of your father. You start to protest, but he slaps you hard on your cheek, shutting you up. You endure the groping in silence, averting your gaze from the opposite cell, frantically looking for a way out. <img src="Images/Endings/thieftorture1.gif" width=450 /> Then the guard undoes your bindings, and starts to pull down his trousers. [[He forces your legs open->Thief 5]]
Soon the guard is roughly fucking your boypussy, huffing and grunting his way through. You endure it with a scowl - though, to be honest, a hard cock stretching your asspussy and hitting your prostate always feels nice - and think about a way to get free. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefsex1.gif" width=450 /> Now that your bindings are free, you could reach for the guard's taser. He definitely seems preoccupied. Do you risk it? [[Grab the taser!->Thief 9]] [[No, it's too dangerous->Thief 6]]
He doesn't stand a chance. <img src="Images/Endings/thieftaser.gif" width=300 /> Once the guard is down, you snatch his keys and unlock both your and your father's cells. Then you tear off the guard's shirt and use it as a kind of poncho over your nakedness. <span class="pink"><b>"Sorry you had to... see all that."</b></span> Your father waves away the concern. <span class="dad"><b>"What my daughter does in her cell is her own business. Now, I believe we're on a secluded farmhouse, with just one other guard watching over us - and he's likely asleep. There should be a vehicle nearby to hotwire."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Where are we going?"</b></span> you ask, following your father up a steep set of stairs. <span class="dad"><b>"Anywhere but here."</b></span> [[Flee!->Thief 10]]
Opting not to take the chance, you bear the rest of your training session. Eventually the guard deposits a load of semen deep inside your ass. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefsex3.gif" width=450 /> Then he ties you back up and leaves for the night. [[Maybe you'll escape tomorrow->Thief 7]]
Another day in prison. Another day of torture. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefbound2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="dad"><b>"You need a find a way to overpower your captor,"</b></span> says your father from his cell. <span class="dad"><b>"You can do this, $femname!"</b></span> At night, your guard arrives for another training session. Like always he starts with some torture to break your spirit. <img src="Images/Endings/thieftorture2.gif" width=450 /> [[Endure it->Thief 8]] <<set $daynumber +=1>> <<if $day eq "Monday">> <<set $day = "Tuesday">> <<elseif $day eq "Tuesday">> <<set $day = "Wednesday">> <<elseif $day eq "Wednesday">> <<set $day = "Thursday">> <<elseif $day eq "Thursday">> <<set $day = "Friday">> <<elseif $day eq "Friday">> <<set $day = "Saturday">> <<elseif $day eq "Saturday">> <<set $day = "Sunday">> <<else>> <<set $day = "Monday">> <</if>>
Like every day, your guard soon gets bored with torture and starts to roughly fuck you up the ass. You've gotten used to and even enjoy his cock pushing deep inside your boypussy. Despite yourself, a small orgasm hits you an an embarassing stream of semen drools out of your puny cock. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefsex2.gif" width=450 /> The guard undid your bindings to fuck you more easily. You could reach for his taser. He definitely seems preoccupied. Do you risk it? [[Grab the taser!->Thief 9]] [[No, it's too dangerous->Thief 6]]
And so begins your life on the run. The Nazarov crime family never forgives, and never forgets. You and your father are essentially fugitives, and can never go home, or stay in any one place for long. Always, it seems, you're driving from one city in Europe to another, one step ahead of your pursuers. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefdrive.gif" width=400 /> Thankfully his long life of crime and misdeeds has made your father a master at evading the mob. While you're often in danger, there are quiet moments. Moments of peace, where you can just be a father and daughter, enjoying a morning coffee in Paris, or wandering through Prague. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefcafe.jpg" width=550 /> [[But then there's the question of money.->Thief 11]] <<set $endingmode = 1>>
Your father begins to teach you the tools of the trade. He becomes the mastermind, you become the agent - agile, lithe, and light and your feet. In a year, you're an accomplished thief. In two years, you're a wealthy one. <img src="Images/Endings/thief1.jpg" width=400 /> Burglary is well and good, but it turns out there's money to be made in espionage, blackmail, and seduction. Once you combine your feminine charms with your father's cleverness, you truly become a force to be reckoned with in the criminal underworld. Your speciality becomes seducing wealthy men out of their wallets, jewelry, and secrets. <img src="Images/Endings/thief2.jpg" width=500 /> Of course, sometimes this demands some rather <i>intimate</i> operations. In truth, these are your favorite moments of your new line of employment. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefsex4.gif" width=400 /> Especially when things <i>espcially</i> close and personal. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefsex5.gif" width=400 /> [[You leave a trail of stolen hearts and empty wallets all across Europe.->Thief 12]]
In the years that follow, you and your father are hunted by criminals and Interpol alike, but you always avoid their clutches. While becoming fabulously wealthy on ill-gotten gains, you and your father also grow close as business partners and trusted confidentes. He never asks you how or why you became a woman. He just accepts you as his daughter and for that, you're forever thankful. Beautiful, mysterious, and seductive. Rogue, pickpocket, cat burglar. You've become many things, under your father's gentle tutelege. But best of all, you became his daughter. Another night on the road. Another jewel to swipe. Another heart to break. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/thief.jpg" width=400 /> <b><i>Ending #9 Achieved! You are the Elegant Thief!</i></b> [[Closing]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Hey you!"</b></span> you say, waving at <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia2.jpg" width=400 /> She smiles and continues to drink her smoothie. <span class="pink"><b>"Nice drink."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Thanks!"</b></span> she lets out a small burp. <span class="mom"><b>"Want one?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What? No."</b></span> you gesture over at <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"I hear the quarterback's your new client."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> raises her eyebrows, blushing. <span class="mom"><b>"I know. Super cool. I think I'm going to make another smoothie. Want one?"</b></span> You grab her by the arm before she can flee. <span class="pink"><b>"Why aren't you over there, you know, training him?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Oh, you know. He knows what he's doing. Also I find I get really, amazingly tongue-tied around him. But this long distance training thing is working, so... yeah."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"... I see."</b></span> [[Well... that didn't work.->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 1 3]]
After your conversation with <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>, you decide to work out alone and sort out your thoughts. As you engage in a moderately tough work out - using the techniques <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> taught you to held expand and shape your booty - you consider what to do next with <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>She's a sweet girl, but she's got the courage of a turnip. How can I get her to make a move?</i></span> You think about the way she guzzled down that smoothie. <span class="pink"><i>Hm... drinking. Drinks. Alcohol! I'll get her drunk!</i></span> After finishing your last set, you head to the showers. <span class="pink"><i>A little bit of liquid courage is all she needs. A night out at the Cauldron, maybe some dirty texts sent <b>Cade's</b> way, and everything will solve itself.</i></span> You text <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>, inviting her out to a girl's night at the Cauldron. She accepts about ten seconds later. <span class="pink"><i>Perfect.</i></span> <i><b>Note: You can find Olivia on the first floor the Cauldron in the evening, on any night you're not working.</b></i> [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 3>>
You spot <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> waiting for you at the bar. She's even cuter outside of her gym clothes. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia3.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Woooow! Look who's a sexy bitch!"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b><i>"Stop!"</i> Olivia</b></span> says, laughing as you give her a quick hug and then drop into the seat beside her. <span class="mom"><b>"I was so happy to get your text. Oh my God, I need a moment to unwind. Or like, several weeks."</b></span> You order two witch melters. <span class="pink"><b>"Well, nothing calms me down like copious amounts of alcohol."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Yesss!"</b></span> she says as the drinks arrive. <span class="mom"><b>"Let's get white girl wasted!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/witchmelters.jpg" width=400 /> [[It's 'white girl wasted' time!->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 2 2]]
Four - or was it five? - rounds of drinks later, you and <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> are probably the textbook definition of white girl wasted. Dancing like uncoordinated - but cute - fools, you strut your way across the dance floor, bumping into many an unsuspecting vampire and werewolf along the way. At one point you two were definitely on a table. Or on the bar? It's hard to remember. <img src="Images/Gym/oliviabar.jpg" width=500 /> As you two go for yet another round of drinks, you wrap your arm around the small of <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> back. <span class="pink"><b>"You. Yooooouuu - are too fucking cute-"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"-Thanks, biatch-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"-No, listen. You are too cute to not text Cade right now. He's hot. You're hot. Go have... like... <i>weirdly</i> energetic athlete sex with him."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"You're..."</b></span> She looks at you, suddenly all devious. <span class="mom"><b>"You're right! I deserve Cade's big, stupid head jammed right between my legs. But I'm not gonna text him."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Whaaaaat-"</b></span> She sticks out her tongue. <span class="mom"><b>"I'm gonna <i>sext</i> him. Come!"</b></span> [[Follow Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 2 3]]
You and <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> arrive at the Cauldron washroom. It's not the nicest place in the world, and smells faintly of vomit. <img src="Images/Gym/oliviabar2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> herds you into the least gross stall with her, then locks the door. <span class="mom"><b>"What's like, the girl equivalent of a dick pic?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um... for me, a dick pic. But for you, a..."</b></span> She puts on high-heeled foot onto the toilet seat, nearly slipping but somehow balancing herself. <span class="mom"><b>"A pussy pic!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You're gonna send Cade a picture of your twat?"</b></span> She hands you her phone. <span class="mom"><b>"But you've gotta take the shot."</b></span> While you try and get her phone's camera to work, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> spreads her legs, giving you a nice view of her panties. You take the photo. <img src="Images/Gym/oliviasnap1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Okay, okay - send it to him."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Don't you want to look at it first?"</b></span> She waves away your concern. <span class="mom"><b>"I have him as 'Mr. Studmuffin' in my contact list."</b></span> You fight to hide your laughter. And fail. <span class="pink"><b>"That's... that's kinda the best thing ever."</b></span> [[And... sent to Mr. Studmuffin!->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 2 4]]
After maybe fifteen seconds, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> asks, <span class="mom"><b>"What did he say?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um, nothing yet."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Okay. Playing hard to get. Let's take it up a notch."</b></span> She pushes her panties to the side, revealing her juicy pussy. It really is an exceptionaly pretty vagina - and you feel your boypussy clench in arousal and envy at the sight of it. <img src="Images/Gym/oliviasnap2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Let's see what Cade thinks about my babymaker..." Olivia</b></span> says, after you send the photo. But still no reply. <span class="mom"><b>"Oh - oh - oh! All this modelling is getting me excited. Get a new pic of me now!"</b></span> You bend down and take another photo of <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> twat. This time, it's clear that she's aroused, as her pussy is dripping with lubricant. <img src="Images/Gym/oliviasnap3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>If I were <b>Cade</b>, I'd be pretty damned smitten.</i></span> [[Olivia's phone buzzes.->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 2 5]]
The text just says: <span class="cade"><b>"Who is this?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um..."</b></span> you say, after a quiet moment where you and <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> just stare at the message. <span class="pink"><b>"Does Cade even have your number?"</b></span> Seeming suddenly sober, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="mom"><b>"I kind of just stole his number from the gym database, so.... no?"</b></span> <i>Buzz!</i> <span class="cade"><b>"Jamal, are you catfishing me again? You're crazy, man!" Cade</b></span> says via text. <img src="Images/Gym/oliviatext1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Text back - text back!"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Uhhh... ummmm... okay, I'll-"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> phone goes dead. <img src="Images/Gym/phone.jpg" width=350 /> After that, <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> says she doesn't feel well, and beats a hasty retreat from the Cauldron. You decide to head home yourself. [[Go Home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $oliviaquest = 4>> <<set $time = "Night">>
You look around for either <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> or <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> eventually you spot <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, working out alone. <img src="Images/Gym/cade1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Always with the arms... I hope he's not skipping leg day.</i></span>. Then you see <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. Of course, she's gulping down a smoothie while leering at <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> from across the gym. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia2.jpg" width=450 /> [[Go talk to Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 3 2]]
<span class="pink"><b>"So,"</b></span> you say, sitting down beside <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"About our night out..."</b></span> She shakes her head, then takes a long gulp of her smoothie. <span class="mom"><b>"I don't want to talk about it. Bad decisions. Very bad decisions all around."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I thought those were some of the best sexts ever sent in the history of drunk nude photography."</b></span> you say, happy to see her roll her eyes and grin at your words. <span class="pink"><b>"Has he texted anything else?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"No. And I haven't either. It's just... it's just not going to happen."</b></span> She sighs, then finishes her smoothie. <span class="mom"><b>"Can you keep an eye on my phone? It's charging in the corner. I've got to pee out a bladder full of fruit juice."</b></span> Before you can even answer, she's gone, leaving you with her phone. <img src="Images/Gym/phone2.jpg" width=350 /> You smile as with a single touch, it opens. No password. [[Time to snoop.->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 3 3]]
<span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> was telling the truth - no messages have been sent between her <span class="cade"><b>Mr. Studmuffin</b></span>, also known as <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>. <span class="pink"><i><b>Cade</b> definitely liked what he saw that night, but <b>Olivia</b> is too scared to keep it going.</i></span> You glance down. You don't have a pussy to take pictures of, but you've got other girly bits. <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit6.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Maybe I can keep the sexting going on behalf of <b>Olivia</b>...</i></span> [[To the broom closet!->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 3 4]]
Once in the broom closet, you quickly strip. Then it's a matter of taking some sexy pictures of your body on <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> phone. You start with a nice shot of your boobs. All guys like boobs. Many girls do, too - yourself included! <img src="Images/Gym/oliviasnap4.jpg" width=450 /> That's all you mean to do, when <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> immediately replies. <span class="blue"><b>"So the ghost girl is back. Can I get a word out of you, or just more of your body?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Shit, I didn't think this through!</i></span> Well, you're in this far... <span class="mom"><b>"Sup."</b></span> you text, feeling all kinds of stupid and anxious. This is not going to go well. <span class="cade"><b>"She speaks!" Cade</b></span> texts back. <span class="cade"><b>"What took you so long, ghost?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Awww he gave her a nickname! Cute. Now, how to reply...</i></span> <span class="mom"><b>"I was waiting for a pic in response..."</b></span> [[And just like that, a picture arrives.->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 3 5]]
<span class="cade"><b>"Just finishing up at the gym," Cade</b></span> texts, along with a picture. <img src="Images/Gym/cade1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Woah, Cade. You've got abs on your abs..."</b></span> you murmur, as sweat beads on your brow and your clitty stiffens. <span class="mom"><b>"Mmm.... love it."</b></span> you text on <span class="mom"><b>Olivia's</b></span> phone. <span class="cade"><b>"So, ghost girl, who are you?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Just an admirer from afar."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Keeping it a mystery? Well, lucky for you, I like mystery." Cade</b></span> replies, <span class="cade"><b>"I've got to go practice, but it would mean a lot if I saw a booty shot first..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/oliviatext2.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"An ass guy?"</b></span> you whisper, <span class="pink"><b>"Alright, let's see if this will work..."</b></span> You take a picture, careful to hide anything suspicious. <img src="Images/Body/ass3.jpg" width=450 /> His text back is nothing more than an eggplant and splashing water. <img src="Images/Gym/emoji1.jpg" width=300 /> [[Return to Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 3 6]]
You find <span class="mom"><b>Olivia</b></span> in the women's platinum locker room. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Hey, $femname - where did you go?"</b></span> Knowing you can't hide the guilty look on your face, you just hand her your phone. <span class="pink"><b>"Sorry, Olivia. It was for your own good."</b></span> She takes the phone, confused. <span class="mom"><b>"Did you... you didn't-"</b></span> You're already heading to the showers. <span class="pink"><b>"Come find me when you forgive me!"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"You <i>sexted</i> him!?!?"</b></span> she shouts at your back. <span class="mom"><b>"$femname!!!"</b></span> [[Well, that happened.->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 5>>
Your apartment is dead silent as you peel off your clothes, the duplicate key perched on your desk. It's been so long since the chastity cage was put on you, that you hardly remember what life was like without it on. And now, the power to remove it is in your hands. For some reason, a wave of sentiment hits you. You drop onto your bed and give your a cage a long, yearning stare. <img src="Images/Clothes/chastityremoval1.jpg" width=400 /> The cage against your useless clitty... it just looks <i>right</i>. <span class="pink"><b>"When did I grow used to you?"</b></span> you murmur, rubbing the plastic. Warmth spreads to your abdomen as arousal begins, but your penis doesn't even try to get hard. Instead, your anal walls shift and open, while your asshole repeatedly <<if $toy neq "nude">>clenches against your buttplug.<<else>>gapes and contracts.<</if>> Pleasure flows through you. <span class="pink"><b>"My body associates sex with my asspussy,"</b></span> you mutter, amazed. <span class="pink"><b>"And it's all thanks to my cage."</b></span> You nearly reach for your dildo for some much needed alone time before thinking better of it. You and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> worked hard for the key - you should make full use of it. [[Try to remove your cage.->Chastity First Removal 2]]
Inserting the duplicate key, you unlock your chastity cage. Then you carefully slide the pink cage off of your small, limp penis. No longer constrained, your clitty gets just a bit more plump, but generally stays tiny - almost as if it's been trained by the cage to stay shrunken down and out of sight. Even out of chastity, your erections seem to happen less and less often. Your body is adapting to your new normal. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Clothes/removingchastity.mp4"></video> <<set $chastity = 0>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You carefully slide the pink cage over your small, limp penis, then fasten it closed with a turn of your key. You're now locked in your chastity cage. Having your clitty locked up feels, natural now. You love how cute and feminine you look at feel, and relish in the idea that sexual pleasure can only come from your boypussy while the cage is in place. <img src="Images/Body/penis3.jpg" width=400 /> \ <<set $chastity = 1>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
Nervous, you place the key against it's tiny hole and push. There's not the tiniest bit of resistence. That perverted locksmith really knows his craft. With a quick flick of your wrist, the lock opens. Your heart thumps against your chest. Slowly, tentatively, you slide the plastic-and-steel prison off of your penis. <img src="Images/Clothes/chastityremoval2.jpg" width=350 /> The first thing you feel is <i>cold</i>. The slight chill of your room is almost too much to bear for the suddenly-exposed skin of your penis. You reach down to warm it up, only to jump back, surprised. The feeling of your small glans was <i>different.</i> More intense. Curious, you drop to a sitting position and glance at yourself in the mirror. <img src="Images/Clothes/chastityremoval3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"This feels... new..."</b></span> After spreading your legs a bit to get a better view, there's no doubt about it - your time locked in chastity has permanently changed not just your mind, but your body, too. Your penis is <i>much</i> smaller than it was prior to being locked up, and it was small to begin with. Now, it's a soft, efeminate nub, peeking out above your balls. It <i>glistens</i> with moisture and is incredibly sensitive to the touch. <span class="pink"><i>It's not a penis at all,</i></span> you realize, embarassed and increasingly aroused at your transformation. <span class="pink"><i>It's a clitoris. It's my boy-clit.</i></span> While your time in chastity shrunk you penis, it semed to have the opposite effect on your asspussy. It looks pinker, larger, and looser than before. There's a slight, permanent gape to it, and wetness shines around its rim - likely lube from your last solo session. You adjust your position and spread your cheeks to get a better look. <img src="Images/Clothes/chastityremoval4.jpg" width=400 /> Your boypussy has become your primary sexual organ. With or without chastity, your clitty is nothing more than a little pleasure button. It might leak cum when you get turned on, but it's not a real cock anymore. [[Feeling slutty and horny, you reach for your toy.->Chastity First Removal 3]]
There's no time to be gentle or to be slow. You need your boypussy filled and you need it filled <i>now.</i> After shoving your dildo deep into your throat three times to get it wet, you stuff it up your ass in a single thrust. <img src="Images/Clothes/chastityremoval6.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i><b>"Oh... fuuuuuck!"</b></i></span> You moan, sounding like a whore in heat. You don't care. You need this. Your thrusts are wild and rapid and just a tiny bit painful. You love that pain - that roughness. You feel like a bitch who needs to be punished. You <i>want</i> to be punished. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck my slutty hole!"</b></span> you hear your self moan, pinching your nipples and letting drool drip past your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"Please fuck me!"</b></span> Your clitty, no longer at all involved masturbation, bounces limply against your smooth, girly balls. Untouched, it still starts to redden as your sissygasm nears. You switch positions, bouncing on your dildo, gasping in ecstasy, each bounce pounding your prostate. It's coming, it's coming, it's- <img src="Images/Clothes/chastityremoval5.gif" width=400 /> You climax, your boypussy clenching down on the dildo at the same time ropes of cum spurt out of your neglected clitty. The orgasm goes and goes, as you keep bouncing along, moaning and writhing in overwhelming waves of bliss. It's slow to fade. When it does, you slump over, spent. The dildo slips out of your ass, and saliva dribbles out of your gaping hole. <span class="pink"><i>This is the best, and only way for a girl like me to cum...</i></span> <<if $day eq "Monday">>Just when you mean to clean up and go to sleep, you receive a familiar call. [[Clean up and go to sleep->The Mob]]<<elseif $day eq "Friday">>Afterwards, you feel so tired you text <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and cancel your date. Your bed beckons - time for sleep. [[Clean up and go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]]<<else>>[[Clean up and go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]]<</if>> <<set $chastityquest = 12>> <<set $chastity = 0>> <<set $virginityquest = 1>> <<set $katiequest9 = 2>> <<set $virginwaitresscount = 0>> <<set $cauldrontitjobcount = 0>> <<set $massagequest = 0>> <<set $remotevibe = 0>> <<set $nazarovblow = 0>> <<set $virginityquest13count = 0>> <<set $cauldronsusan = 0>> <<set $cauldronolivia = 0>> <<set $cauldronbecky = 0>> <<set $cauldronrachel = 0>> <<set $cauldronlexi = 0>>
Drifting through the haze of sleep, you find yourself elsewhere. <<set $bi6dreamset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $bi6dreamchoice = $bi6dreamset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bi6dreamchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Dreams/bi6dream1.gif" width=400 /> Your client roughly manhandles your body, pushing his cock in deeper. You barely feel it - half a day of whoring has left your boypussy a loose, gaping hole. As he warns you that he's about to cum, you see your next client walk into your room. Just another day in paradise...<</if>>\ \ <<if $bi6dreamchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Dreams/bi6dream2.gif" width=400 /> You bounce on top of Todd's thick cock, deep into the night. Your past two orgasms dribble down your balls and pool on his stomach. Both of you are sweating, gasping, and moaning with every thrust. You plan to ride him until dawn - after all, isn't this what honeymoons are for? <</if>>\ \ <<if $bi6dreamchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Dreams/bi6dream3.gif" width=400 /> Your bully from elementary school is all grown up - and his teasing has taken on a whole new form. "Look at you, taking my cock like a slut - I always knew you were a girl." He picks up his pace, fucking you like he hates you. "You were right..." you moan, as your embarassing sissygasm nears. "I'm just a girl... I'm just a girl...<i>oooooh! </i>-<</if>>\ \ <<if $bi6dreamchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Dreams/bi6dream4.gif" width=400 /> You ride on top of Nazarov's massive cock, your new silicone tits bouncing and swaying on your chest. "Do you like my gift, $femname?" your boss asks, admiring your breasts. "Only the best tits for my newest bimbo slut." "Yes..." you moan, riding him harder. "I love my new tits!" Nazarov laughs. "I'm so glad we got rid of Katie. You're her perfect replacement." But before you can register what he said, the dream begins to fade... <</if>>\ [[Wake up]]
<<if $fem eq 3>>Your morning jog feels different today, now that you've gotten rid of all your body hair. Your thighs rub together a bit more smoothly, and your clothes feel <i>closer</i> to your skin. Your t-shirt feels kind of ragged and coarse. <i>Maybe I need new clothes? Something <span class="pink">gentler</span>, now that I'm all smooth.</i> <<else>>You feel great on your jog today. The sun is shining, the air is crisp, and you know you're looking fine enough to turn heads. <</if>> Without realizing it, you take a wrong turn on your jog through the university campus and end up in the 'artist corner' - an intersection between the visual arts building and music building. And there, standing out in all it's colorful glory, is a store you've never seen before. <img src="Images/Tattoo/parlouroutside.jpg" width=550 /> <b>"Woah!"</b> you say, slowing down to a stop. <b>"That's a tattoo shop!"</b> You weren't aware that there were any tattoo parlours on campus. Walking a bit closer, drawn in by your curiousity, you spot the store's sign. <b>"Tapestry Tattoo and Piercing Parlour,"</b> It's a bit of a mouthful. You know you ought to continue on your run, but something has you lingering at the parlour door. You were never one for tattoos or piercings, and yet... <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><i>I have been trying a lot of <span class="pink">new experiences</span> lately. Maybe I should check it out?</i><<else>><span class="pink"><i>Maybe I'd look good with a bit of ink...</i></span><</if>> After one more moment's hesitation, you shrug your shoulders and step inside. [[Enter the parlour->Parlour Discovery 2]] <<set $bellastatus = 0>> <<set $piercinginventory = []>> <<set $piercingear = 0>> <<set $piercingnose = 0>> <<set $piercinglip = 0>> <<set $piercingnavel = 0>> <<set $piercingnipple = 0>> <<set $piercingtongue = 0>> <<set $piercingballs = 0>> <<set $piercingpenis = 0>> <<set $earspierced = 0>> <<set $nosepierced = 0>> <<set $lippierced = 0>> <<set $navelpierced = 0>> <<set $nipplespierced = 0>> <<set $tonguepierced = 0>> <<set $ballspierced = 0>> <<set $penispierced = 0>> <<set $tattooankle = 0>> <<set $tattooupperass = 0>> <<set $tattooass = 0>> <<set $tattoocollar = 0>> <<set $tattoohip = 0>> <<set $tattoolowerback = 0>> <<set $tattooupperback = 0>> <<set $tattoowrist = 0>> <<set $tattoowristleft = 0>> <<set $tattoothigh = 0>> <<set $tattooside = 0>> <<set $tattooarm = 0>> <<set $tattoocalf = 0>> <<set $tattoopubic = 0>> <<set $tattoocount = 0>> <<set $piercingcount = 0>> <<ser $tattoocost = 0>> <<set $piercingcost = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 0>> <<set $ach9 = 0>> <<set $ach9claim = 0>> <<set $ach9script = 0>> <<set $ach9claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach10 = 0>> <<set $ach10claim = 0>> <<set $ach10script = 0>> <<set $ach10claimscript = 0>> <<set $ach12 = 0>> <<set $ach12claim = 0>> <<set $ach12script = 0>> <<set $ach12claimscript = 0>> <<set $boobscript = 0>> <<set $mother = 0>> <<set $cadelove = 0>> <<set $jackstatus = 0>> <<set $jacklove = 0>>
Upon entering the parlour, something immediately catches your attention. The art and decals on the walls. The lighting, the music, the faint perfumed scent. The employee at her desk. It's all a bit <span class="pink">feminine</span>... Just when you mean to turn around, the employee catches your eye. <img src="Images/Tattoo/bella1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"Heya!"</b></span> says the employee, rising from her desk. <span class="ashley"><b>"Welcome to Tapestry."</b></span> For a moment, you're at a loss for words. Whoever this tattooed stranger is, she's one of the most captivating women you've ever laid eyes on. <<if $hasfemname eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"I took a wrong turn."</b></span> Your eyes meet hers. <span class="pink"><b>"But now I'm kind of glad I did."</b></span> .<<else>><b>"Um... hi. I was just... I took a wrong turn, and..."</b><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"Sounds like fate, then."</b></span> the employee says, extending her hand. <span class="ashley"><b>"The name's Bella."</b></span> <<if $hasfemname eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"$femname,"</b></span> you say, smiling sweetly.<<else>><b>"$playername,"</b> you say, smiling nervously.<</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"Care for a tour?" Bella</b></span> asks. <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><i>A tour? Well, I'm in this deep..</i> <</if>> [[Follow Bella->Parlour Discovery 3]]
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> leads you through the small, decorated parlour. You try to pay attention, though your eyes seem to want to keep jumping towards her round ass. <span class="ashley"><b>"...so I thought, maybe I <i>will</i> open a female-friendly parlour! Why not, right?"</b></span><<if $hasfemname eq 0>> She looks you up and down. <span class="ashley"><b>"For girls and girly boys - a safe place for anyone out there to explore their feminine side."</b></span><<else>> She gives you an appreciative look. <span class="ashley"><b>"No more gross, pervert guys grabbing your ass while they add stockings to your thighs. No more slippery fingers while getting your clit pierced. Just girls helping girls."</b></span> <</if>> <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><i>Well, I guess I do have a bit of a <span class="pink">feminine</span> side...</i><<else>><span class="pink"><i>I never really thought about it, but it could be really uncomfortable to get a tattoo from some old, leering dude.</i></span><</if>> She pauses at the tattoo station. <img src="Images/Tattoo/parlourinside.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"And that's the tour! We do tattoos and piercings, all designed to celebrate girl power and the feminine spirit."</b></span><<if $hasfemname eq 0>> Her hand brushes your arm. <span class="ashley"><b>"I love when boys come in here - it's so hot and progressive."</b></span> <i>Hot and progressive? When did I become hot and progressive?</i><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"We're open everyday, mornings and evenings." Bella</b></span> smiles when she meets your stare. <span class="ashley"><b>"I <i>really</i> hope I'll see you soon."</b></span> <<if $hasfemname eq 0>>You bite your lip, thinking it over.<i>Maybe a small, easily-hidden tattoo wouldn't be a bad idea... a kind of celebration of my <span class="pink">feminine</span> side. That's not weird... right?</i><<else>><span class="pink"><i>I like how clean my skin is - but there's something sexy about a tattoo. Maybe I should come back sometime?</i></span><</if>> <b><i>HINT: You can now visit Tapestry when you're on campus!</i></b> [[Go home and hit the showers.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">>
You arrive at the entrance to Tapestry, a tattoo and piercing parlour just for girls and girls at heart. <img src="Images/Tattoo/parlourinside.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $alreadytapestry eq 1>>You already got something done at Tapestry today, and your body is still feeling a bit sore from it. It's probably best to take the day to recover before getting anything else. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<else>>You spot <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> nearby, just finishing up with a customer. You could probably get a tattoo or piercing today, if you dared. <<if $lexistatus eq 9>>[[Ask about special tattoos->Tattoo Trans]]<<elseif $lexistatus eq 11>>[[Ask about trans tattoos->Tattoo Trans 2]]<</if>> <<if $rachelstatus eq 2>>You spot <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> leaning against the far wall, picking at her nails. [[Meet with Sapphire->Tattoo Whore]]<</if>> <b>Tattoo list:</b> [[Ankle Tattoos]] <<if $fem gte 4>>[[Wrist Tattoos]]<<else>>Wrist Tattoos <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 4>>[[Collarbone Tattoos]]<<else>>Collarbone Tattoos <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 5>>[[Hip Tattoos]]<<else>>Hip Tattoos <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 5>>[[Upper Back Tattoos]]<<else>>Upper Back Tattoos <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Thigh Tattoos]]<<else>>Thigh Tattoos <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 7>>[[Upper Ass Tattoos]]<<else>>Upper Ass Tattoos <i>- that's too slutty for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 7>>[[Lower Back Tattoos]]<<else>>Lower Back Tattoos <i>- that's too slutty for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 8>>[[Lower Ass Tattoos]]<<else>>Lower Ass Tattoos <i>- that's too slutty for me.</i><</if>> <b>Piercing list:</b> [[Earrings]] <<if $fem gte 4>>[[Nose Rings]]<<else>>Nose Rings <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 5>>[[Navel Piercings]]<<else>>Navel Piercings <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 5>>[[Lip Rings]]<<else>>Lip Rings <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Tongue Piercings]]<<else>>Tongue Piercings <i>- that's too girly for me.</i><</if>> <<if $fem gte 7>>[[Nipple Piercings]]<<else>>Nipple Piercings <i>- that's too slutty for me.</i><</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <</if>> <<set $tattoocost = 0>> <<set $piercingcost = 0>>
You browse the ankle tattoo leaflet, studying all the pretty designs. Ankle tattoos are subtle, easy to hide behind a sock or stocking, and apparently not overly painful to get done. They're a little splash of girly personality - for shy girls and girly boys alike to enjoy. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 52 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooankle eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooankle gte 1>><i>If I want this ankle tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 52>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Ankle Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 52]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 55 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooankle eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooankle gte 1>><i>If I want this ankle tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 55>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Ankle Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 55]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 58 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooankle eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooankle gte 1>><i>If I want this ankle tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 58>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Ankle Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 58]]<</if>> <b>Option 4</b> - 60 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooankle eq 4>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooankle gte 1>><i>If I want this ankle tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 60>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Ankle Tattoo Done][$i = 4, $tattoocost = 60]]<</if>> <b>Option 5</b> - 63 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle5.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooankle eq 5>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooankle gte 1>><i>If I want this ankle tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 63>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Ankle Tattoo Done][$i = 5, $tattoocost = 63]]<</if>> <b>Option 6</b> - 66 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle6.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooankle eq 6>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooankle gte 1>><i>If I want this ankle tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 66>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Ankle Tattoo Done][$i = 6, $tattoocost = 66]]<</if>> <b>Option 7</b> - 69 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle7.jpeg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooankle eq 7>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooankle gte 1>><i>If I want this ankle tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 69>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Ankle Tattoo Done][$i = 7, $tattoocost = 69]]<</if>> <b>Remove ankle tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattooankle eq 0>><i>I don't have an ankle tattoo.</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Ankle Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the wrist tattoo leaflet, studying all the pretty designs.<<if $hasfemname eq 0>> Wrist tattoos are kind of subtle, but people will see yours since you like wearing t-shirts. For anyone who looks, there will now be a permanent mark of femininity on your skin. At a glance, they see the femboy you try to keep hidden.<<else>> Wrist tattoos are cute and stylish. Easy to see and to show off. A little splash of color, right on your skin!<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 65 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoowrist eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoowrist gte 1>><i>If I want this wrist tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 65>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Wrist Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 65]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 68 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoowrist eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoowrist gte 1>><i>If I want this wrist tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 68>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Wrist Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 68]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 73 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoowrist eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoowrist gte 1>><i>If I want this wrist tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 73>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Wrist Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 73]]<</if>> <<if $lexistatus gte 12>>\ <b>Option 4</b> - 80 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoowrist eq 4>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoowrist gte 1>><i>If I want this wrist tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 80>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Wrist Tattoo Done][$i = 4, $tattoocost = 80]]<</if>> <b>Option 5</b> - 85 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist5.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoowrist eq 5>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoowrist gte 1>><i>If I want this wrist tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 85>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Wrist Tattoo Done][$i = 5, $tattoocost = 85]]<</if>> <</if>>\ <b>Remove wrist tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattoowrist eq 0>><i>I don't have an wrist tattoo.</i><<elseif ($tattoowrist eq 4) or ($tattoowrist eq 5)>><i>I won't ever get rid of my wrist tattoo! It represents my commitment to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span></i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Wrist Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the collarbone tattoo leaflet, studying all the pretty designs.<<if $hasfemname eq 0>> Collarbone tattoos are pretty subtle, but also quite intimate. The ink isn't on a limb, but instead quite close to your heart. This feels different than a simple wirst tattoo - it's really putting your heart, your feelings, and your vulnerability out into the world..<<else>> Collarbone tattoos are both cute and intimate. They're small and easily hidden, but seductive when revealed in sleeveless dress or low-cut top. Classy, but just a little bit sexy.<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 80 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoocollar eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoocollar gte 1>><i>If I want this collarbone tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 80>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Collarbone Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 80]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 83 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoocollar eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoocollar gte 1>><i>If I want this collarbone tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 83>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Collarbone Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 83]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 85 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoocollar eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoocollar gte 1>><i>If I want this collarbone tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 85>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Collarbone Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 85]]<</if>> <b>Option 4</b> - 89 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoocollar eq 4>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoocollar gte 1>><i>If I want this collarbone tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 89>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Collarbone Tattoo Done][$i = 4, $tattoocost = 89]]<</if>> <b>Option 5</b> - 90 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar5.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoocollar eq 5>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoocollar gte 1>><i>If I want this collarbone tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 90>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Collarbone Tattoo Done][$i = 5, $tattoocost = 90]]<</if>> <b>Option 6</b> - 92 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar6.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoocollar eq 6>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoocollar gte 1>><i>If I want this collarbone tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 92>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Collarbone Tattoo Done][$i = 6, $tattoocost = 92]]<</if>> <b>Option 7</b> - 94 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar7.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoocollar eq 7>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoocollar gte 1>><i>If I want this collarbone tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 94>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Collarbone Tattoo Done][$i = 7, $tattoocost = 94]]<</if>> <b>Remove collarbone tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattoocollar eq 0>><i>I don't have a collarbone tattoo.</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Collarbone Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the hip tattoo leaflet, studying all the pretty designs. Tattoos on the hip bone are fascinating in what they repesent. They're elegant, yet seductive. Artistic, yet erotic. Just bordering your most sensitive spots, they both as provocative as they are a work of art. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 100 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoohip eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoohip gte 1>><i>If I want this hip tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 100>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Hip Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 100]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 104 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoohip eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoohip gte 1>><i>If I want this hip tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 104>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Hip Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 104]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 107 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoohip eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoohip gte 1>><i>If I want this hip tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 107>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Hip Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 107]]<</if>> <b>Option 4</b> - 110 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoohip eq 4>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoohip gte 1>><i>If I want this hip tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 110>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Hip Tattoo Done][$i = 4, $tattoocost = 110]]<</if>> <b>Remove hip tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattoohip eq 0>><i>I don't have a hip tattoo.</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Hip Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the upper back tattoo leaflet, studying all the pretty designs. The canvas of a woman's back is wonderful thing - clean, smooth, gently curved by shape of the spine. Of course, it's also what a man looks at when he takes a woman from behind. It's as beautiful as it is sexual - a little microcosm for the nature of femininity. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 115 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperback eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperback gte 1>><i>If I want this upper back tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 115>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Back Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 115]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 118 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperback eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperback gte 1>><i>If I want this upper back tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 118>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Back Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 118]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 122 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperback eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperback gte 1>><i>If I want this upper back tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 122>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Back Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 122]]<</if>> <b>Option 4</b> - 125 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperback eq 4>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperback gte 1>><i>If I want this upper back tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 125>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Back Tattoo Done][$i = 4, $tattoocost = 125]]<</if>> <b>Remove upper back tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattooupperback eq 0>><i>I don't have an upper back tattoo.</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Upper Back Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the thigh tattoo leaflet, studying all the sexy designs. There's no saying it lightly - thigh tattoos are kind of slutty. Designing riding up your legs and framing your hips is just a bit too directly provactive to be classy. That said, it's certainly daring and artistic. There's nothing wrong with being sexually charged woman and wanting to celebrate your on sex appeal. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 130 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoothigh eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoothigh gte 1>><i>If I want this thigh tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 130>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Thigh Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 130]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 134 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoothigh eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoothigh gte 1>><i>If I want this thigh tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 134>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Thigh Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 134]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 137 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoothigh eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoothigh gte 1>><i>If I want this thigh tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 137>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Thigh Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 137]]<</if>> <b>Option 4</b> - 141 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoothigh eq 4>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoothigh gte 1>><i>If I want this thigh tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 141>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Thigh Tattoo Done][$i = 4, $tattoocost = 141]]<</if>> <b>Option 5</b> - 147 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh5.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoothigh eq 5>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoothigh gte 1>><i>If I want this thigh tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 147>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Thigh Tattoo Done][$i = 5, $tattoocost = 147]]<</if>> <b>Option 6</b> - 150 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh6.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoothigh eq 6>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoothigh gte 1>><i>If I want this thigh tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 150>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Thigh Tattoo Done][$i = 6, $tattoocost = 150]]<</if>> <b>Remove thigh tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattoothigh eq 0>><i>I don't have a thigh tattoo.</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Thigh Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the upper ass tattoo leaflet, studying all the sexy designs. Upper ass tattoos, as their name would imply, sit a bit higher on the ass cheek, closer to the back of the hip. They're not exactly subtle and they're not exactly classy - in fact, they're kind of the opposite. But that helps make them sexy as hell. Nothing quite says, 'I'm a good girl who likes to fuck' like a cupcake hovering a few inches away from your asshole. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 150 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperass eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperass gte 1>><i>If I want this upper ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 150>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 150]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 154 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperass eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperass gte 1>><i>If I want this upper ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 154>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 154]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 159 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperass eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperass gte 1>><i>If I want this upper ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 159>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 159]]<</if>> <b>Option 4</b> - 163 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperass eq 4>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperass gte 1>><i>If I want this upper ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 163>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 4, $tattoocost = 163]]<</if>> <b>Option 5</b> - 165 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass5.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperass eq 5>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperass gte 1>><i>If I want this upper ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 165>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 5, $tattoocost = 165]]<</if>> <b>Option 6</b> - 168 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass6.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperass eq 6>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperass gte 1>><i>If I want this upper ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 168>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 6, $tattoocost = 168]]<</if>> <b>Option 7</b> - 170 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass7.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooupperass eq 7>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooupperass gte 1>><i>If I want this upper ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 170>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Upper Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 7, $tattoocost = 170]]<</if>> <b>Remove upper ass tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattooupperass eq 0>><i>I don't have an upper ass tattoo.</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Upper Ass Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the lower back tattoo leaflet, studying all the sexy designs. 'Lower back' is a polite way of saying <i>tramp stamp</i>, which is a much more descriptive title. These tattoos carry their reputation for good reason - no girl advertises how easy and eager she is good fucked quite so well as one who hangs a pretty bow above her asshole. This is a tattoo for classless whores, and there's something wildly alluring about that fact. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 175 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerback1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoolowerback eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoolowerback gte 1>><i>If I want this lower back tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 175>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Back Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 175]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 180 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerback2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoolowerback eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoolowerback gte 1>><i>If I want this lower back tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 180>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Back Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 180]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 185 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerback3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattoolowerback eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattoolowerback gte 1>><i>If I want this lower back tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 185>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Back Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 185]]<</if>> <b>Remove lower back tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattoolowerback eq 0>><i>I don't have a lower back tattoo.</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Lower Back Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the earrings for sale, studying all the pretty designs. Earrings are pretty commonplace, and not overly feminine. Many androgynous men wear them. They're a little bit girly, but not enough to turn heads. A subtle nod towards your emerging femininity. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 50 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingear1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingear1")>><i>I already have these earrings!</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Earrings Done][$i = 1, $piercingcost = 50]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 55 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingear2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingear2")>><i>I already have these earrings!</i><<elseif $money lt 55>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Earrings Done][$i = 2, $piercingcost = 55]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 60 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingear3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingear3")>><i>I already have these earrings!</i><<elseif $money lt 60>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Earrings Done][$i = 3, $piercingcost = 60]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the nose rings for sale, studying all the pretty designs. Nose rings are rare to see on men. On women they suggest a carefree attitude and a love for fun and fashion. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 65 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnose1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnose1")>><i>I already have this nose ring!</i><<elseif $money lt 65>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Nose Rings Done][$i = 1, $piercingcost = 65]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 70 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnose2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnose2")>><i>I already have this nose ring!</i><<elseif $money lt 70>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Nose Rings Done][$i = 2, $piercingcost = 70]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 75 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnose3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnose3")>><i>I already have this nose ring!</i><<elseif $money lt 75>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Nose Rings Done][$i = 3, $piercingcost = 75]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the navel piercings for sale, studying all the pretty designs. Belly button rings and other navel piercings are very much women's jewelry. They're exotic, erotic, and give girls like you a very good reason to show off your firm little belly. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 85 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel1.jpg" width=250 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel1")>><i>I already have this navel piercing!</i><<elseif $money lt 85>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Navel Done][$i = 1, $piercingcost = 85]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 90 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel2")>><i>I already have this navel piercing!</i><<elseif $money lt 90>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Navel Done][$i = 2, $piercingcost = 90]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 95 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel3.jpg" width=250 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel3")>><i>I already have this navel piercing!</i><<elseif $money lt 95>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Navel Done][$i = 3, $piercingcost = 95]]<</if>> <b>Option 4</b> - 100 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel4")>><i>I already have this navel piercing!</i><<elseif $money lt 100>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Navel Done][$i = 4, $piercingcost = 100]]<</if>> <b>Option 5</b> - 105 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel5.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel5")>><i>I already have this navel piercing!</i><<elseif $money lt 105>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Navel Done][$i = 5, $piercingcost = 105]]<</if>> <b>Option 6</b> - 110 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel6.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel6")>><i>I already have this navel piercing!</i><<elseif $money lt 110>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Navel Done][$i = 6, $piercingcost = 110]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the lip rings for sale, studying all the pretty designs. Lip rings give off the vibe of a rule breaker, a troublemaker and - on the right set of lips - a total skank. They're hip, cute, and always fashionable. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 90 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglip1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercinglip1")>><i>I already have this lip ring!</i><<elseif $money lt 90>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Lip Rings Done][$i = 1, $piercingcost = 90]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 95 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglip2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercinglip2")>><i>I already have this lip ring!</i><<elseif $money lt 95>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Lip Rings Done][$i = 2, $piercingcost = 95]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 100 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglip3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercinglip3")>><i>I already have this lip ring!</i><<elseif $money lt 100>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Nose Rings Done][$i = 3, $piercingcost = 100]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the tongue rings for sale, studying all the sexy designs. Tongue rings are as sexy as they are suggestive. They're usually a mark of a girl with an oral fixation - and some say they make your blowjobs feel twice as nice. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 115 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtongue1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingtongue1")>><i>I already have this tongue ring!</i><<elseif $money lt 115>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Tongue Rings Done][$i = 1, $piercingcost = 115]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 125 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtongue2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingtongue2")>><i>I already have this tongue ring!</i><<elseif $money lt 125>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Tongue Rings Done][$i = 2, $piercingcost = 125]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
You browse the nipple piercings for sale, studying all the sexy designs. Nipple piercings are erotic, suggestive, and sexy ass hell. Some say they're nothing more than a way for women to advertise that they're sluts. Others just say nipples look better - and bigger - with metal poking through them. [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 130 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipple1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingnipple1")>><i>I already have this nipple piercing!</i><<elseif $money lt 130>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Nipple Done][$i = 1, $piercingcost = 130]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 140 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtongue2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $piercinginventory.includes("piercingtongue2")>><i>I already have this nipple piercing!</i><<elseif $money lt 140>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this piercing->Nipple Done][$i = 2, $piercingcost = 140]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $fem lte 5>>You let out a somewhat feminine gasp as the needle pierces your skin.<<else>>You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin.<</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, and thankfully the tattoo isn't very large. In only a few minutes (though it feels like a lot longer), you've got a cute little ankle tattoo! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle4.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 5>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle5.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 6>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle6.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooankle7.jpeg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <<if $fem eq 3>><i>Holy shit - I actually have a girly tattoo on my ankle. What was I thinking?</i> Seeing <span class="ashley"><b>Bella's</b></span> earnest look, you say, <b>"Wow - I really like it. It... fits.</b> <<elseif $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"It's nice! Easy to hide, but I'll know it's there."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Super cute. I feel it really says who I am."</b></span><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"Totally. I knew you picked right the moment you showed me it."</b></span> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattooankle = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattooankle = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattooankle = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $tattooankle = 4>><<elseif $i eq 5>><<set $tattooankle = 5>><<elseif $i eq 6>><<set $tattooankle = 6>><<else>><<set $tattooankle = 7>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your ankle tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"We're always in a state of discovery. At least, that's what my psychic told me."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and maybe shedding a tear or two - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattooankle = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your wrist tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"Life's about change. Butterfly's got to shed her skin, so do we."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and maybe shedding a tear or two - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattoowrist = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $fem lte 5>>You let out a somewhat feminine gasp as the needle pierces your skin.<<else>>You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin.<</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, and thankfully the tattoo isn't very large. In only a few minutes (though it feels like a lot longer), you've got a cute little wrist tattoo! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist4.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 5>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist5.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <<if ($i eq 4) or ($i eq 5)>><span class="pink"><b>"I love it. I'm finally showing the world who I am."</b></span><<elseif $fem eq 4>><i>Holy shit - I have a pretty sizable and obviously feminine tattoo on my wrist. I can't even hide this! Oh man, people are going to see...</i> Seeing <span class="ashley"><b>Bella's</b></span> earnest look, you say, <b>"Wow - I really like it. It... suits me."</b> <<elseif $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"It's nice! Not too showy, but very cute. Like me."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Super cute. Sexy, happy, and free - just like me."</b></span><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"Totally. I love this look on you."</b></span> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattoowrist = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattoowrist = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattoowrist = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $tattoowrist = 4>><<elseif $i eq 5>><<set $tattoowrist = 5>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $fem lte 5>>You let out a somewhat feminine gasp as the needle pierces your skin.<<else>>You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin.<</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, and thankfully the tattoo isn't very large. In only a few minutes (though it feels like a lot longer), you've got a cute little tattoo on your collarbone! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar4.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 5>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar5.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 6>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar6.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoocollar7.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <<if $fem eq 4>><i>Woah, I actually did it. There's no going back from this - I'm a soft little femboy with cute, girly tattoos on my body..</i> Seeing <span class="ashley"><b>Bella's</b></span> earnest look, you say, <b>"Wow - I really like it. It's... subtle, but really pretty.</b> <<elseif $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"It's nice! Not too big, but very <i>real</i>. It's part of me, now."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"It's perfect. I love how it feels like I'm wearing my emotions on my body. It's like, I'm not afraid to be me."</b></span><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"Totally. This is one of my favorite designs, and it really shines on your skin."</b></span> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattoocollar = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattoocollar = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattoocollar = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $tattoocollar = 4>><<elseif $i eq 5>><<set $tattoocollar = 5>><<elseif $i eq 6>><<set $tattoocollar = 6>><<else>><<set $tattoocollar = 7>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your collarbone tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"It's like, zen, right? Create something beautiful, and then let it wash away. Nothing's permanent - not even beauty."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and maybe shedding a tear or two - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattoocollar = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin. <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, and thankfully the tattoo isn't very large. In only a few minutes (though it feels like a lot longer), you've got a sexy tattoo on your hip! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoohip4.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"It's really nice. I like how it's classy, but just a bit daring."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"It's so nice! It's elegant like me, but sexy, too. I can't hide that part of me."</b></span><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"Totally. You've got to let your petals show to bring in the bees."</b></span> She winks. <span class="ashley"><b>"By bees, I mean - well, you know what I mean."</b></span> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattoohip = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattoohip = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattoohip = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $tattoohip = 4>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your hip tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"Everything has its time and place, you know? You've got to know when to say goodbye, when to welcome the next big thing. That's not loss, that's life."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and crying a bit - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattoohip = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin. <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, and thankfully the tattoo isn't very large. In only a few minutes (though it feels like a lot longer), you've got a lovely tattoo on your running along your upper back! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperback1.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"It's really nice. Pretty, cutesy, but deep, too"</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"I love it. I'll be looking at a mirror so I can stare it all day.."</b></span><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"You know, once you get an upper back tattoo, it's only a matter of time before your lower back catches up."</b></span> She winks. <span class="ashley"><b>"People call them 'tramp stamps' but really it's just more canvas for ink. And if guys find it sexy - all the better."</b></span> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattooupperback = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattooupperback = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattooupperback = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $tattooupperback = 4>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your upper back tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"Tattoos are all about finding and living the real you. When your ink needs to change - that's part of the journey of it. I'm just happy to help."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and crying a bit - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattooupperback = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin. <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, but the tattoo is pretty substantial. After an hour or more of wincing and gasping, you've got yourself a sexy thigh tattoo! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh4.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 5>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh5.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 6>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoothigh6.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Well, I should have guessed this a long time ago, but this makes it pretty obvious: I'm a slut. I like to look and act the part, anod now guys at the gym will know just how easy I am...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's perfect. I love being covered in art. This one feels vulnerable and powerful at once. Just like me"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Totally. It's like a ribbon wrapped around your intimacy - protecting it, but inviting others to look and touch. It's very you, $femname."</b></span> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattoothigh = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattoothigh = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattoothigh = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $tattoothigh = 4>><<elseif $i eq 5>><<set $tattoothigh = 5>><<elseif $i eq 6>><<set $tattoothigh = 6>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your thigh tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"I heard of a guy who built the biggest, baddest sandcastle you could ever imagine - but then a storm hit before anyone thought to take a picture. The guy just laughed and said, 'Now I get to live it again.' That guy's my spirit animal."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and crying a bit - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattoothigh = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin. <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, and thankfully the tattoo isn't very large. In only a few minutes (though it feels like a lot longer), you've got a sexy tattoo on one of your ass cheeks! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass4.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 5>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass5.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 6>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass6.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooupperass7.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's so <i>sexy</i>,"</b></span> you say, marveling at the new tattoo as you gaze at it through a mirror. <span class="pink"><b>"I hope I can live up to vibe it sets"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"I think you will. I find the tattoos shape us as much as we shape them. A tattoo like this, you might feel a little flirtier than before. Or a lot flirtier."</b></span> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattooupperass = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattooupperass = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattooupperass = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $tattooupperass = 4>><<elseif $i eq 5>><<set $tattooupperass = 5>><<elseif $i eq 6>><<set $tattooupperass = 6>><<else>><<set $tattooupperass = 7>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your upper ass tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"I find once a girl gets a tattoo of a heart or a flame on her ass, she tends to keep putting things there. One thing gone today, another takes its place tomorrow. Circle of life, and all."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and crying a bit - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattooupperass = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
You browse the lower ass tattoo leaflet, studying all the sexy designs. Lower ass tattoos are typically lower on the ass cheek and closer to the hole. They're usually quite large, and some are rather direct in the statement they make. You blink, startled, as you see a tattoo that just says 'fuck toy' with one word on each cheek. You're not really going to tattoo such filth to your skin... <i>are you?</i> [[Return->Tapestry]] <b>Option 1</b> - 190 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass1.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooass eq 1>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooass gte 1>><i>If I want this lower ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 190>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 1, $tattoocost = 190]]<</if>> <b>Option 2</b> - 193 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass2.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooass eq 2>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooass gte 1>><i>If I want this lower ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 193>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 2, $tattoocost = 193]]<</if>> <b>Option 3</b> - 198 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass3.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooass eq 3>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooass gte 1>><i>If I want this lower ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 198>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 3, $tattoocost = 198]]<</if>> <b>Option 4</b> - 200 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass4.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooass eq 4>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooass gte 1>><i>If I want this lower ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 200>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 4, $tattoocost = 200]]<</if>> <b>Option 5</b> - 206 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass5.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooass eq 5>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooass gte 1>><i>If I want this lower ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 206>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 5, $tattoocost = 206]]<</if>> <b>Option 6</b> - 211 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass6.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooass eq 6>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooass gte 1>><i>If I want this lower ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 211>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 6, $tattoocost = 211]]<</if>> <b>Option 7</b> - 215 dollars <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass7.jpg" width=350 /> <<if $tattooass eq 7>><i>I already have this tattoo!</i><<elseif $tattooass gte 1>><i>If I want this lower ass tattoo, I'll need to remove my current one first.</i><<elseif $money lt 215>><i>I can't afford this.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo->Lower Ass Tattoo Done][$i = 7, $tattoocost = 215]]<</if>> <b>Remove lower ass tattoo</b> - 50 dollars <<if $tattooass eq 0>><i>I don't have an lower ass tattoo.</i><<elseif $money lt 50>><i>I can't afford to remove this tattoo.</i><<else>>[[Get this tattoo removed->Lower Ass Tattoo Removal]]<</if>> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $i = 0>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin. <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, but the tattoo it pretty substantial. After an hour or more of wincing and gasping, you've got yourself a big, slutty tramp stamp! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerback1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerback2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoolowerback3.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's so <i>hot</i>,"</b></span> you say, marveling at the new tattoo as you gaze at it through a mirror. <span class="pink"><b>"I look like a harlot."</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"An expensive harlot. An escort at the top of her game."</b></span> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattoolowerback = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattoolowerback = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattoolowerback = 3>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your lower back tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"I've heard with tramp stamps, you can take the stamp out of the girl, but not the tramp. I'm not sure what that means, but it always stuck with me."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and crying a bit - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattoolowerback = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
After making your selection, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> gathers her materials and has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin. <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> works swiftly, but the tattoo is pretty big. For more than an hour, you wince and gasp through the pain until at last it's done, and you have a large tattoo on your ass! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass4.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 5>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass5.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 6>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass6.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattooass7.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> <<if ($i eq 3) or ($i eq 4)>><span class="pink"><b>"It's perfect,"</b></span> you say, marveling at the new tattoo as you gaze at it through a mirror. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm glad a went for for something artsy like this instead of something so directly sexual. This makes me feel beautiful."</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Totally. This has sex, love, and beauty written all over it. The art of being feminine is keep them in balance."</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"It's fucking hot,"</b></span> you say, marveling at the new tattoo as you gaze at it through a mirror. <span class="pink"><b>"Sex is a huge part of my life. This is a celebration of that fact. Really, it's empowering."</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Totally. If this isn't feminism I don't know what is."</b></span><</if>> Satisfied with her work, you pay <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> in full. Once she hands you a topical cream to keep the skin healthy and reduce swelling, you think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $money -= $tattoocost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $tattooass = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $tattooass = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $tattooass = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $tattooass = 4>><<elseif $i eq 5>><<set $tattooass = 5>><<elseif $i eq 6>><<set $tattooass = 6>><<else>><<set $tattooass = 7>><</if>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>>
<span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> doesn't take it badly when you let her know that you want to remove your lower ass tattoo. <span class="ashley"><b>"The one thing better than jabbing a needle into a booty like yours is shooting a laser at it. Let's get started."</b></span> She brings out a large white laser, and has you stay very still as she calibrates its frequency while pointing it towards your skin. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking4.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking5.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking6.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Then the procedure begins. It feels kind of like your skin is burning - because that's more or less what's happening. After enduring it - and crying a bit - the result is pretty impressive. The tattoo is totally removed, but for a faint redness to the skin. <span class="ashley"><b>"That'll disappear in a day or two. And you can always add a new tattoo in its place."</b></span> With that done, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= 50>> <<set $tattooass = 0>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoocount -= 1>>
<<if $earspierced eq 0>>Once you've picked out your purchase, you tell <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> that you're ready to get yor ears pierced. Thankfully, the service is free with the purchase of an appropriate piercing. After sterilizing your ear, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> lines up a curious looking instrument against the lobe. You wince in anticipation of the sting. <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercedears.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"This won't hurt one bit. We'll just count down from three... two-"</b></span> <i>BANG!</i> There's a sudden pulsing on your earlobe - like a bee sting. Before you can really react, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> has a placer holding open the new wound, a cotton ball over the lobe to collect blood, and is already lining up your other ear. <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"You, um... You didn't count all way to zero."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Bella, you didn't count all the way to zero."</b></span><</if>> She shrugs. <span class="ashley"><b>"Really? Thought I did. Let me try again. Three-"</b></span> <i>BANG!</i> And just like that, your ears are pierced. After wiping up the bit of blood and cooling down the swelling, you're ready to try on your first set of earrings. <<if $shavedwaitresscount eq 4>><i>Well, that hurt like a bitch - but now I can work at the Cauldron as a waitress again!</i><</if>> <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>>\ <<set $earspierced = 1>>\ <<set $piercingcount += 1>>\ <</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> rings up your purchase, and helps you try them on. You spend a few moments gazing in the mirror, admiring your new jewelry. <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl3.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"Woah, these look... kind of nice on me."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Cute. Super cute."</b></span><</if>> With that complete, you wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= $piercingcost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingear1")>><<set $piercingear = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingear2")>><<set $piercingear = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingear3")>><<set $piercingear = 3>><</if>>
In this compartment of your jewelry chest, you keep your earrings. Currently, <<if $piercingear eq 1>>you're wearing a pair of simple, false-diamond earrings. Very classy.<<elseif $piercingear eq 2>>you're wearing a pair of heart-shaped earrings - cute!<<elseif $piercingear eq 3>>you're wearing a pair of hoop earrings - very stylish.<<else>>you're not wearing earrings.<</if>> <<if $piercingear neq 0>>[[Take off your earrings->Earrings Take Off]]<</if>> <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingear1")) and ($piercingear neq 1)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingear1.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put these on->Earrings Put On][$i = 1]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingear2")) and ($piercingear neq 2)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingear2.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put these on->Earrings Put On][$i = 2]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingear3")) and ($piercingear neq 3)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingear3.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put these on->Earrings Put On][$i = 3]] <</if>> \ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $i = 0>>
In this compartment of your jewelry chest, you keep your nose rings. Currently, <<if $piercingnose eq 1>>you're wearing a simple silver ring in your nostril.<<elseif $piercingnose eq 2>>you're wearing a simple silver stud.<<elseif $piercingnose eq 3>>you're wearing a twin set of nose rings in your nostril.<<else>>you're not wearing a nose ring.<</if>> <<if $piercingnose neq 0>>[[Take off your nose ring->Nose Ring Take Off]]<</if>> <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnose1")) and ($piercingnose neq 1)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnose1.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Nose Ring Put On][$i = 1]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnose2")) and ($piercingnose neq 2)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnose2.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Nose Ring Put On][$i = 2]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnose3")) and ($piercingnose neq 3)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnose3.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Nose Ring Put On][$i = 3]] <</if>> \ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $i = 0>>
In this compartment of your jewelry chest, you keep your belly button rings. Currently, <<if $piercingnavel eq 1>>you're wearing a sexy little false-diamond bunny ornament.<<elseif $piercingnavel eq 2>>you're wearing a simple silver chain around your waist, pinned to your navel.<<elseif $piercingnavel eq 3>>you're wearing a beautiful crystal piercing.<<elseif $piercingnavel eq 4>>you're wearing a silver chain around your waist, centered on the blue crystal shining from your navel.<<elseif $piercingnavel eq 5>>you're wearing a scandalous devil piercing, fixed with a small ruby.<<elseif $piercingnavel eq 6>>you're wearing a beautiful diamond butterfly piercing, threaded on a gold pin.<<else>>you're not wearing a navel piercing.<</if>> <<if $piercingnavel neq 0>>[[Take off your navel piercing->Navel Take Off]]<</if>> <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel1")) and ($piercingnavel neq 1)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel1.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Navel Put On][$i = 1]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel2")) and ($piercingnavel neq 2)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel2.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Navel Put On][$i = 2]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel3")) and ($piercingnavel neq 3)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel3.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Navel Put On][$i = 3]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel4")) and ($piercingnavel neq 4)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel4.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Navel Put On][$i = 4]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel5")) and ($piercingnavel neq 5)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel5.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Navel Put On][$i = 5]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnavel6")) and ($piercingnavel neq 6)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavel6.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Navel Put On][$i = 6]] <</if>> \ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $i = 0>>
In this compartment of your jewelry chest, you keep your lip rings. Currently, <<if $piercinglip eq 1>>you're wearing a black horseshoe ring on your bottom lip.<<elseif $piercinglip eq 2>>you're wearing a two black rings on your bottom lip.<<elseif $piercinglip eq 3>>you're wearing a beautiful silver ring on your bottom lip.<<else>>you're not wearing a lip ring.<</if>> <<if $piercinglip neq 0>>[[Take off your lip ring->Lip Ring Take Off]]<</if>> <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercinglip1")) and ($piercinglip neq 1)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglip1.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Lip Ring Put On][$i = 1]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercinglip2")) and ($piercinglip neq 2)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglip2.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Lip Ring Put On][$i = 2]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercinglip3")) and ($piercinglip neq 3)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglip3.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Lip Ring Put On][$i = 3]] <</if>> \ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $i = 0>>
In this compartment of your jewelry chest, you keep your nipple rings. Currently, <<if $piercingnipple eq 1>>you're wearing a bar piercing in each nipple.<<elseif $piercingtongue eq 2>>you're a silver ring in each nipple.<<else>>you're not wearing nipple rings.<</if>> <<if $piercingnipple neq 0>>[[Take off your nipple rings->Nipple Take Off]]<</if>> <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnipple1")) and ($piercingnipple neq 1)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipple1.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Nipple Put On][$i = 1]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingnipple2")) and ($piercingnipple neq 2)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipple2.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Nipple Put On][$i = 2]] <</if>> \ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $i = 0>>
In this compartment of your jewelry chest, you keep your tongue rings. Currently, <<if $piercingtongue eq 1>>you're wearing a simple silver bar ring, it's bottom bell shaped like a penis - naughty!<<elseif $piercingtongue eq 2>>you're wearing three silver bars, running down your tongue.<<else>>you're not wearing a tongue ring.<</if>> <<if $piercingtongue neq 0>>[[Take off your tongue ring->Tongue Ring Take Off]]<</if>> <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingtongue1")) and ($piercingtongue neq 1)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtongue1.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Tongue Ring Put On][$i = 1]] <</if>> \ <<if ($piercinginventory.includes("piercingtongue2")) and ($piercingtongue neq 2)>> \ <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtongue2.jpg" width=300 /> [[Put this on->Tongue Ring Put On][$i = 2]] <</if>> \ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $i = 0>>
You put on your earrings. They look cute and feminine! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingear = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl2.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingear = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingeargirl3.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingear = 3>><</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You take off your earrings and return them to your jewelry chest. Your ears feel light, but empty. <<if $hasfemname eq 1>>What's a girl to do without a few accessories to spice up her look?<</if>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/emptyear.jpg" width=400 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $piercingear = 0>>
<<if $nosepierced eq 0>>Once you've picked out your purchase, you tell <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> that you're ready to get yor nose pierced. Thankfully, the service is free with the purchase of an appropriate piercing. After sterilizing your nostril, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> lines up what looks to be a sharp chisel against the nostril. You wince in anticipation of the sting. <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercednose.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"This won't hurt one bit. We'll just count down from three... two... one-and-half, one-and-a-quarter-"</b></span> <i>BANG!</i> There's a sudden pulsing on your nostril - like a bee sting. Before you can really react, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> has a placer holding open the new wound, and a cotton ball over the skin to collect blood. <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"Um... why all the extra numbers?"</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"What was with those extra numbers?"</b></span><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"Extra numbers? Don't know what you're talking about." Bella</b></span> says with a smile. After wiping up the bit of blood and cooling down the swelling, you're ready to try on your first nose ring. <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>>\ <<set $nosepierced = 1>>\ <<set $piercingcount += 1>>\ <</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> rings up your purchase, and helps you try it on. You spend a few moments gazing in the mirror, admiring your new jewelry. <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl3.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"Woah, this looks... really nice, actually."</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Even better than I hoped. This is so me."</b></span><</if>> With that complete, you wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= $piercingcost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnose1")>><<set $piercingnose = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnose2")>><<set $piercingnose = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnose3")>><<set $piercingnose = 3>><</if>>
<<if $navelpierced eq 0>>Once you've picked out your purchase, you tell <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> that you're ready to get yor belly button pierced. Thankfully, the service is free with the purchase of an appropriate piercing. After sterilizing your navel area, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> lines up what looks to be a long, sharp needle against the top of your belly botton. You wince in anticipation of the sting. <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercednavel.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"This won't hurt one bit. We'll just count down from three... four... five... six-"</b></span> <i>BANG!</i> There's a sudden pain as the skin of your abdomen is pierced. Before you can really react, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> has a placer holding open the new wound, and a cotton ball over the skin to collect blood. <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b>"Um... why were you counting up?"</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Bella... you were counting up instead of down!"</b></span><</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>"Was I? That can't be right." Bella</b></span> says with a smile. After wiping up the bit of blood and cooling down the swelling, you're ready to try on your first navel piercing. <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>>\ <<set $navelpierced = 1>>\ <<set $piercingcount += 1>>\ <</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> rings up your purchase, and helps you try it on. You spend a few moments gazing in the mirror, admiring your new jewelry. <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl4.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 5>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl5.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 6>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl6.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Who would have thought a little bit of metal could turn me into such a sexy bitch..."</b></span> With that complete, you wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= $piercingcost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnavel1")>><<set $piercingnavel = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnavel2")>><<set $piercingnavel = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnavel3")>><<set $piercingnavel = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnavel4")>><<set $piercingnavel = 4>><<elseif $i eq 5>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnavel5")>><<set $piercingnavel = 5>><<elseif $i eq 6>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnavel6")>><<set $piercingnavel = 6>><</if>>
<<if $lippierced eq 0>>Once you've picked out your purchase, you tell <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> that you're ready to get yor lip pierced. Thankfully, the service is free with the purchase of an appropriate piercing. After sterilizing your bottom lip, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> places a short, thick needle right where your lip meets your chin. You wince in anticipation of the sting. <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercedlip.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"This won't hurt one bit. We'll just count down from three... three... three... three-"</b></span> <i>BANG!</i> There's a sudden pulsing on your lip - like a bee sting. Before you can really react, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> has a placer holding open the new wound, and a cotton ball over the skin to collect blood. <span class="pink"><b>"Bella... you just kept saying 'three.'"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Just three? Well that's not right." Bella</b></span> says with a smile. After wiping up the bit of blood and cooling down the swelling, you're ready to try on your first lip ring. <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>>\ <<set $lippierced = 1>>\ <<set $piercingcount += 1>>\ <</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> rings up your purchase, and helps you try it on. You spend a few moments gazing in the mirror, admiring your new jewelry. <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl2.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl3.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"So pretty. But now I can't stop poking it with my tongue!"</b></span> With that complete, you wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= $piercingcost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercinglip1")>><<set $piercinglip = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnlip2")>><<set $piercinglip = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercinglip3")>><<set $piercinglip = 3>><</if>>
<<if $tonguepierced eq 0>>Once you've picked out your purchase, you tell <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> that you're ready to get yor tongue pierced. Thankfully, the service is free with the purchase of an appropriate piercing. After sterilizing your mouth, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> grabs your tongue with a set of pliers. Once its sticking out, she places a thick, sharp needle against the back of your tongue. You wince in anticipation of the sting. <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercedtongue.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"This one might actually hurt. Just take a deep-"</b></span> <i>BANG!</i> There's a sudden, intense pain in your tongue - like you've bitten it off with your teeth. As you cry out, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> quickly has a placer holding open the new wound, and a cotton ball over your tongue to collect blood. <span class="pink"><b>"Bewwa,"</b></span> you say, unable to speak well with your tongue swollen and hanging from your mouth. <span class="pink"><b>"wou wiwn't ewen ounth!"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Didn't count?" Bella</b></span> says with a smile. <span class="ashley"><b>"That's not right. I always count down from three."</b></span> After wiping up the bit of blood and waiting an hour to regain use of your tongue, you're ready to try on your first tongue ring. <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>>\ <<set $tonguepierced = 1>>\ <<set $piercingcount += 1>>\ <</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> rings up your purchase, and helps you try it on. You spend a few moments gazing in the mirror, admiring your new jewelry. <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtonguegirl1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtonguegirl2.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck, that's almost <i>too</i> sexy..."</b></span> With that complete, you wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= $piercingcost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingtongue1")>><<set $piercingtongue = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingtongue2")>><<set $piercingtongue = 2>><</if>>
<<if $nipplespierced eq 0>>Once you've picked out your purchase, you tell <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> that you're ready to get your nipples pierced. Thankfully, the service is free with the purchase of an appropriate piercing. After sterilizing your nipples, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> grabs left breast with her and and stretches out nipple until the point of pain. Then brings out a long, sharp instrument with a hook at the end. You wince in anticipation of the sting. <img src="Images/Tattoo/piercednipples.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"Alright, let's count down from three... two... one...!"</b></span> <i>BANG!</i> There's a sudden pulsing in your nipple - like a bee sting. Before you can really react, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> has a placer holding open the new wound, a cotton ball over the skin to collect blood, and is moving onto your other nipple. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey, you actually counted down from three that time!"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"I always do." Bella</b></span> says with a smile. The second nipple goes as smoothly as the first. After wiping up the bit of blood and waiting for the swelling to go down, you're ready to try on your first set of nipple rings. <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>>\ <<set $nipplespierced = 1>>\ <<set $piercingcount += 1>>\ <</if>> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> rings up your purchase, and helps you try them on. You spend a few moments gazing in the mirror, admiring your new jewelry. <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipplegirl1.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipplegirl2.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"I can't wait for all the boys to see..."</b></span> With that complete, you wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>> <<set $money -= $piercingcost>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnipple1")>><<set $piercingnipple = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $piercinginventory.push("piercingnipple2")>><<set $piercingnipple = 2>><</if>>
You take off your nose ring and return it to your jewelry chest. Your nose feels light, but empty. <<if $hasfemname eq 1>>What's a girl to do without a few accessories to spice up her look?<</if>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/emptynose.jpg" width=400 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $piercingnose = 0>>
You put on your nose ring. It looks cute and stylish! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnose = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl2.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnose = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnosegirl3.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnose = 3>><</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You take off your lip ring and return it to your jewelry chest. Your bottom lip feels light, but empty. <<if $hasfemname eq 1>>What's a girl to do without a few accessories to spice up her look?<</if>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/emptylip.jpg" width=400 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $piercinglip = 0>>
You put on your lip ring. It looks stunning! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercinglip = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl2.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercinglip = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercinglipgirl3.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercinglip = 3>><</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You take off your belly button ring and return it to your jewelry chest. Your waist and belly look barren without it. <<if $hasfemname eq 1>>What's a girl to do without a few accessories to spice up her look?<</if>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/emptynavel.jpg" width=400 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $piercingnavel = 0>>
You put on your navel piercing. It looks beautiful and exotic! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnavel = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl2.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnavel = 2>><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl3.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnavel = 3>><<elseif $i eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl4.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnavel = 4>><<elseif $i eq 5>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl5.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnavel = 5>><<elseif $i eq 6>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnavelgirl6.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnavel = 6>><</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You take off your tongue ring, wash it, and return it to your jewelry chest. Your mouth looks boring without it. <span class="pink"><i>Blowjobs won't be as fun without it...</i></span> <img src="Images/Tattoo/emptytongue.jpg" width=400 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $piercingtongue = 0>>
You put on your tongue ring. It looks sexy and just a bit slutty! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtonguegirl1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingtongue = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingtonguegirl2.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingtongue = 2>><</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You take off your nipple rings and return them to your jewelry chest. Your breasts look a bit plain without them. <span class="pink"><i>Maybe I should put them back on...</i></span> <img src="Images/Tattoo/emptynipple.jpg" width=400 /> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $piercingnipple = 0>>
You put on your nipple rings. Just the sight of them makes you feel all tingly inside! <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipplegirl1.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnipple = 1>><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Tattoo/piercingnipplegirl2.jpg" width=400 /> <<set $piercingnipple = 2>><</if>> [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
You decide to spend the evening at the Cauldron. Sometimes it feels weird to just kick back at your workplace, but you can't argue with free beer. The Cauldron is quiet, tonight. Not too many people, and as a result you can actually hear yourself think. As you sip on the questionable 'house ale' that's served for free to Cauldron staff, you reflect on recent events. Specifically, that night you first dressed up as a waitress, and basically 'played' at being a woman. <i>There's a word for that, right? <span class="pink">Crossdressing</span>. But I'm a guy, I'm supposed hate that kind of stuff...</i> You sigh, morose. <i>Then why didn't I? Why was it so easy?</i> It's then that you catch sight of her. Turning your head to the right, your eyes widen at a flash of red hair, and the glitter of warm green eyes. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi8.jpg" width=400 /> <i>Woah,</i> you think, your heart all at once racing. <i>Who's she?</i> But before you can even begin to summon up the courage to find out, she's gone - up the stairs to the third floor. You eye the stairs, confused as to why <i>this</i> mystery woman in particular stole your attention. She's not the first gorgeous redhead you've ever seen. Still, something in that momentary look caught you off guard. <b>"Whatever,"</b> you murmur, returning to your drink. <b>"I'm in a perfectly fine relationship. No need to be chasing after redheads."</b> Again you glance at the stairs. <i>Or...</i> [[Find her.->Lexi 1 2][$i = 1]] [[Finish your drink and go home.->Lexi 1 2][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>>After one last moment of hesitation, you gulp down the rest of your drink rush the stairs. Just as you climb your way up, none other than <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> herself is making her way down. <span class="katie"><b>"What the fuck, hot shot?"</b></span> she says, as you nearly barrel into her. <b>"Sorry!"</b> you shout over your shoulder, and reach the third floor. <img src="Images/Cauldron/topfloor.jpg" width=450 /> The Cauldron's top floor is a total rave. The music is always blasted so hard that you can't hear your own voice, and the crowd is so thick it can be hard to move. Talk about a fire hazard. There's no way you'll find the mystery redhead in the moshpit of drunk students in costumes. After watching the crowd for a few moments, you slip your hands into your pockets and make your way out of the Cauldron. <i>Maybe if I spend more time at the Cauldron, I'll run to her again...</i> you think, daring to be just a little bit hopeful. <<elseif $i eq 2>>After one last moment of uncertainty, you shake your head, and order another drink. You're a bit of a sentimental guy, but you'd have to be a real senseless romantic to chase after a girl you barely caught a glimpse of. Not to mention, you've got a lovely girlfriend already. If <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> values anything, it's loyalty. No, what you need is a way to wash away all thoughts of crossdressing <i>and</i> of redheads. Time to bleach your mind. <b>"Bartender!"</b> you shout, slamming twenty dollars onto the bar. <b>"Shots! Many shots!"</b> <<set $money -= 20>><<if $money lt 0>><<set $money = 0>><</if>> After counting your cash, the bartender sets you up to get wasted. <img src="Images/Cauldron/shots.gif" width=450 /> <<if $day neq "Friday">>And wasted is exactly what you get. Unfortunately, the drinks don't wipe thoughts of the redhead from your mind - they just make your imagination run wild. <b>"I'm talking pretty. <i>Pretty</i> pretty."</b> you explain to the bartender, after finishing your last shot. <b>"Like, movie star pretty. Or porn pretty."</b> <span class="blue"><b>"It's getting late,"</b></span> the bartender says, more-or-less ignoring you. <span class="blue"><b>"Probably time you went home."</b></span> He's probably right. After staggering out of your seat, you make your way out of the Cauldron.<<else>>Luckily, after just two shots, you remember that you have a date with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> tonight. You can't be wasted for that! After handing out the last few shots to lucky strangers, you make your way out of the Cauldron.<</if>> Yet on the walk home, the redheaded mystery still lingers in your mind. <i>Maybe if I spend more time at the Cauldron, I'll run to her again...</i> you think, daring to be just a little bit hopeful.<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $lexistatus = 1>> <<set $lexikiss = 0>> <<set $lexiflash = 0>> <<set $lexipanties = 0>> <<set $leximakeup = 0>> <<set $lexisway = 0>>
You decide to spend the evening at the Cauldron. Sometimes it feels weird to just kick back at your workplace, but you can't argue with free beer. The Cauldron is quiet, tonight. Not too many people, and as a result you can actually hear yourself think. As you sip on the questionable 'house ale' that's served for free to Cauldron staff, you reflect on recent events. <i>Why do panties have to feel so nice?</i> you wonder, <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>>very conscious of the pair you're currently wearing, and how good they feel hugging your package and gripping your ass.<<else>>wishing you were wearing feminine underwear right now instead of the shapeless boxers you have on.<</if>> Just then, a woman takes the bar stool beside you and orders a drink. <b>"Put it on the house,"</b> you tell the bartender, without looking at her. <b>"She's a friend."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Am I?"</b></span> she asks. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi5.jpg" width=400 /> <i>Holy shit! It's the mystery redhead!</i> <b>"Uh... are you?"</b> <span class="blue"><b>"I don't get it."</b></span> the bartender says, unimpressed by the exchange. <span class="blue"><b>"You his friend or not?"</b></span> The woman stares at you a moment longer, a small, self-confident smile gracing her lips, then shrugs her shoulders. <span class="lexi"><b>"Sure, why not?"</b></span> Once she has her drink, she adds, <span class="lexi"><b>"Does my friend have a name?"</b></span> <i>Don't fuck this up. This shit does not happen often.</i> <b>"I'm, uh..."</b> <i>Noooo! Your name. Say your name!</i> <b>"$playername! Right, um, my name's $playername."</b> <i>Close one, dumb ass...</i> Luckily, she finds you funny. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm Lexi."</b></span> she says, raising her glass. <span class="lexi"><b>"To friendship?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/cheers.webp" width=400 /> [[To friendship!->Lexi 2 2]]
Somehow one drink becomes two, and you find yourself surprisingly at ease in the conversation. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> has you talking about your awful classes, your complete lack of progress at the gym, and that really weird fish documentary you watched three weeks ago. <b>"So it's like, when the queen of the clownfish dies, a male takes her role. By <i>becoming female</i>. He just... switches over."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> half-smiles. <span class="lexi"><b>"Lucky fish."</b></span> <b>"I just realized, I've been blathering for like an hour and I know nothing about you."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Maybe that was on purpose."</b></span> You blink. <b>"What'd you mean"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Do you ever get so hung up on your problems, so lost in your own head, you just want to tune it out by listening to a cute guy talk about clownfish?"</b></span> <i>Woah! Cute, am I?</i> <b>"I mean, I can't say that exact situation's happened to me-"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"-Fine - Lexi in ten seconds flat."</b></span> She mimics counting down seconds with her fingers. <span class="lexi"><b>"Used to be a model, hated looking at the pictures afterwards. Took some time, reinvented myself, stumbled my way into law school. Two brothers. Two sisters. Hate my mom, love my dad. Done."</b></span> You nod at her little monologue, impressed. You could <i>definitely</i> imagine her as a model. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi9.jpg" width=400 /> <b>"Hated the pictures?"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Yeah, I-"</b></span> She seems to remember something, checks her phone, and mouths, <i>'fuck.'</i> <span class="lexi"><b>"I've got to go, $playername. Duty calls."</b></span> She rests her hand over yours. <span class="lexi"><b>"Maybe I'll see you here again."</b></span> Your heart races. <b>"Yeah, I hope so."</b> You watch <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> go, admiring her shapely ass. <i>Why is a girl like that wasting her time with me?</i> To that, you have no answer. After finishing your drink, you leave the Cauldron. [[Head home->Lexi 2 3]] <<set $time = "Night">>
On the walk home, your mind again and again drifts back to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. You knew you'd be attracted to her, but you didn't expect to find her so damned friendly. <b>"Man, I totally should have got her number!"</b> Once you get home, you find yourself glancing at your fingers, where her hand brushed over them. Your imagination begins to run... <i>She staring at you, green eyes burning with desire. <span class="lexi"><b>"Tell me about the clownfish, $playername."</b></span> she whispers, as she pulls down her bra. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexinude1.gif" width=400 /> Then you're on top of her, tearing off her panties and jamming your dick deep into her soaking pussy. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexinude2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Oh fuck!." Lexi</b></span> moans <span class="lexi"><b>"You're gonna make me cum in ten seconds flat!"</b></span></i> <b>"Me too! Me too! Me-"</b> You gasp, your eyes shooting open as you cum. <img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbationcum.gif" width=500 /> <b>"Wow,"</b> you mutter, as you catch your breath. <b>"I gotta see her again."</b> [[Clean up->Your Bedroom]] <<set $lexistatus = 2>>
You decide to spend the evening at the Cauldron. Sometimes it feels weird to just kick back at your workplace, but you can't argue with free beer. As you approach the bar, you're pleasantly surprised to see <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>, nursing a drink and playing on her phone. <span class="lexi"><b>"Hey you,"</b></span> she says, tapping the seat beside her, <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm bored - come sit."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi3.jpg" width=400 /> You don't need to be told twice. Plopping down into the bar stool, you ask, <b>"More clownfish stories?"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"I was thinking we could play a game."</b></span> You raise a brow. <b>"I like games."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"And you've heard of truth or dare?"</b></span> <b>"I was once fourteen years old, so yeah, I know truth or dare."</b> Somehow that gets a laugh out of her. <span class="lexi"><b>"Alright, big shot. Truth, or dare?"</b></span> [[Truth->Lexi 3 2][$i = 1]] [[Dare->Lexi 3 2][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>> <<set $lexipanties = 0>> <<set $leximakeup = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>><b>"Let's do truth - I'm an open book!"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> smirks. <span class="lexi"><b>"<i>That's</i> definitely a lie, but sure, let's start with truth."</b></span> She looks at you, intent. <span class="lexi"><b>"Have you ever worn makeup?"</b></span> <i>Ah, fuck. Guilty as charged.</i> <img src="Images/Susan/susanmakeup2.jpg" width=400 /> You're definitely not telling her you do it to work as a waitress. And you're <i>definitely</i> not saying it's to save your dad from the mob. <b>"... <i>yes</i>."</b> you squeak out, before taking a drink. <<set $leximakeup = 1>> <span class="lexi"><b>"Oh my God you're going red - relax!" Lexi</b></span> says, laughing. Her hand briefly grazes your thigh. <span class="lexi"><b>"My dad wears it all the time! I mean, he's in theatre, but it's not <i>weird</i>, $playername."</b></span> <b>"Alright, enough about me,"</b> you say, eager to get this game back on track. <b>"It's your turn."</b> \ <<else>><b>"Go on, dare me."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> smirks. <span class="lexi"><b>"I was hoping you'd say that."</b></span> She looks at you, intent. <span class="lexi"><b>"I dare you... to show me your underwear."</b></span> <i>My underwear? Kinky.</i> <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>>That's when you realize the <i>kind</i> of underwear that you're wearing. <i>Oh man... this is gonna suck.</i> You hook your hands on the waist of your jeans. <b>"There is a <i>very</i> good reason for what you're about to see."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"<i>Oooh</i>, now I'm curious..."</b></span> Wincing, you show her what you're wearing. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexidare1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Wow. No words. Just wow."</b></span> You hastily pull your pants back up. <b>"You're not running away?"</b> She leans in. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm not going anywhere."</b></span> <<set $lexipanties = 1>>\ <<else>>Luckily, you're not wearing panties tonight. <i>That</i> would have been embarassing! Grinning wickedly, you pull your pants down just a bit. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexidare2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Boxers?" Lexi</b></span> sticks out her tongue. <span class="lexi"><b>"Yawn."</b></span> <b>"Hey, they're what I wear everyday!"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Really? You didn't struck me as a boxers kind of person."</b></span> <i>What's that supposed to mean?</i> <</if>> <b>"Alright, enough about me,"</b> you say, eager to get this game back on track. <b>"It's your turn."</b> \ <</if>> <span class="lexi"><b>"You're right! Give me a dare, then. Truth gets ugly fast."</b></span> [[Dare her to flash a nipple->Lexi 3 3][$i = 1]] [[Dare her to kiss you->Lexi 3 3][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>><b>"I dare you,"</b> you begin, before pausing for dramatic effect. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> watches you with her half-smile as you take a long gulp of your drink. <b>"To show me a nipple."</b> Her eyes flash with surprise - and delight. <span class="lexi"><b>"Anyone's nipple? The bartender's nipple?"</b></span> The bartender perks up from across the bar. <span class="blue"><b>"Ain't nobody seeing my nipples."</b></span> <b>"Alright, amendment to the dare."</b> You grin, and fight the urge to gaze at her chest like a pig. <b>"Your nipples. At least one, for at least a few seconds."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> glances around to make sure no one's looking - thankfully everyone seems pretty engaged in their own conversation. She bites her lip. <span class="lexi"><b>"You're lucky, you little pervert, that I'm so damned proud of them."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexinude3.gif" width=400 /> <b>"Wow,"</b> you mutter, as <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> fixes her top before anyone else sees. <b>"I mean..."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Not bad?"</b></span> <b>"To put it lightly, yeah."</b> You shake yourself and meet her gaze again. <b>"I can't believe you just did that."</b> <<set $lexiflash = 1>> She winks. <span class="lexi"><b>"I guess you should've pushed me further."</b></span><<else>>\ \ <b>"I dare you,"</b> you begin, before pausing for dramatic effect. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> watches you with her half-smile as you take a long gulp of your drink. <b>"To kiss me."</b> Her eyes flash with surprise - and delight. <span class="lexi"><b>"On your cheek? On your chest?"</b></span> <i>On my chest? Damn, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>, you're wild.</i> <b>"On my lips. I was hoping. I mean, unless you don't-"</b> She moves close, her lips already parted. Her tongue brushes against your own. She tastes like grapefruit soda, and just a touch of vodka. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexikiss1.gif" width=400 /> <b>"Wow,"</b> you mutter, as <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> pulls back, clearly pleased with herself. <b>"I mean..."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Not bad?"</b></span> <b>"To put it lightly, yeah."</b> You shake yourself. <b>"I can't believe you just did that."</b> <<set $lexikiss = 1>> She winks. <span class="lexi"><b>"I guess you should've pushed me further."</b></span><</if>> Just when you mean to ask her exactly how far you should have pushed, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> phone buzzes. And, sitting on the edge of the bar as it is, the vibrations send it toppling to the ground. <span class="lexi"><b>"Fuck. I'll just-"</b></span> <b>"-No worries, I've got-"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"-No, I'll just grab-"</b></span> You're already bending over. <b>"-Really, it's fine."</b> [[Pick up Lexi's phone.->Lexi 3 4]]
When you snatch the phone from beneath your stool, you see the message being displayed. It's a reminder: <span class="note"><b>HRT Daily Reminder</b></span> <i>What the hell is HRT?</i> you wonder, glancing up. From your position, you get a perfect view up <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> skirt. She gasps and snatches at the hem, but not quite quickly enough. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexicock1.jpg" width=400 /> Even when she draws her legs together, the afterimage of what you saw is burned in your memory. <b>"I... um..."</b> you start, limply handing over her phone. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> takes it, frowning. <span class="lexi"><b>"You often peek up girls' skirts?"</b></span> <b>"You're - I mean, <i>no</i>, and - I didn't expect-"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"-It's alright. I actually thought..." Lexi</b></span> gives you a long, searching look. <span class="lexi"><b>"Nevermind. I think I should head home."</b></span> And before you can come up with a reply, that's exactly what she does. [[Shit.->Lexi 3 5]]
You spend the next few minutes at the bar, jumping from website to website on your phone, trying to make sense of what you saw. You fall into a rabbit hole of articles about women like <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> - that is, trans women. Many of the sites are full of pictures. <img src="Images/Cauldron/trans1.jpg" width=400 /> Shielding your phone's screen from any curious onlookers, you scroll through a series of images of trans women - many of them naked. They're all amazingly feminine - and even their penises look... <i>Cute?</i> You shake the thought from your head. <i>I can't find a cock cute... right?</i> After a few more minutes of searching, you find that the general consensus is that enjoying the company of trans women - and finding them sexually attractive, dicks and all - does not, in fact, make a man gay. Which is a huge weight off your shoulders, because there's something <i>intriguing</i> about these women. They really can be just as pretty as cis girls, but in a whole new way. <img src="Images/Cauldron/trans2.jpg" width=400 /> As your dick begins to stiffen in your pants, you jump up and run to the washroom. [[Duty calls!->Lexi 3 6]]
Luckily, there's a single empty stall. You've got the door closed and your dick out the next moment, stroking furiously with one hand while your other hand is on your phone, flipping from image to image of trans beauties. <img src="Images/Cauldron/trans3.jpg" width=400 /> In less than a minute, you hit your climax. Your balls contract hard against your abdomen, and you gasp as a load of cum shoots out of your cock. <img src="Images/Computer/regularmasturbationcum2.gif" width=500 /> Then you lean against the stall door, overcome by post-orgasm clarity. <i>Man, I was an asshole to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. Some gorgeous, funny woman tries to be my friend, and I've got to look up her legs like a dumbass and get all tongue tied. Fuck.</i> <<if $lexikiss eq 1>><i>And that kiss... well, I wouldn't mind repeating it.</i><<else>><i>I really want to get to know her better.</i><</if>> You sigh, zip up your jeans, and start your trek home. <i>I've got to apologize, next time I see her. That's what I'll do.</i> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $lexistatus = 3>> <<set $time = "Night">>
<b>"No way!"</b> you say, recognizing her immediately. <b>"Lexi!"</b> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi10.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Ta-da! Back from the dead, yeah."</b></span> She eyes you up and down. <span class="lexi"><b>"$playername... I don't even know where to start..."</b></span> <i>Oh. Fuck.</i> You're wearing a $overwear - not to mention the fact that you're in a wig and full make-up! Your heart races, and you can feel your face redden. <b>"Listen, I can explain - this is all just a hilarious-"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> gives a quick shake of her head. She's got that mysterious half-smile going on. <span class="lexi"><b>"You don't need to explain anything if you don't want to. That's not what I'm about. I just saw you and wanted to apologize for... disappearing, that night."</b></span> Relief floods your veins. <i>Not</i> explaining why you're dressed the way you are, heels and all, sounds like a great idea. <b>"<i>I'm</i> the one who should apologize. For looking up your skirt and... you know, freaking out."</b> She pantomimes a curtsy. <span class="lexi"><b>"I wasn't trying to hide anything. I'm really an open book - I just hadn't gotten around to saying it yet, and you kinda... jumped the gun."</b></span> You wince, remembering. <span class="lexi"><b>"If you're cool with me, I could use a drinking buddy again."</b></span> Her fingers brush by yours. <img src="Images/Cauldron/hands.jpg" width=400 /> <b>"Oh, I see how it is!"</b> you reply, laughing. <b>"Going after my free drinks! Yeah, I'll see you at the Cauldron."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Perfect."</b></span> She nearly leaves before glancing back. <span class="lexi"><b>"By the way - you look fucking <i>good</i> tonight. It's like looking back in time."</b></span> <i>Back in time?</i> you think, watching her go. <i>What does that mean?</i> [[Once your shift ends, you go and find Katie->Shaved Waitress Shift 4]] <<set $lexistatus = 4>>
You jog over to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> once you spot her at the bar. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi7.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Oh my God, it's the Cauldron's cutest waitress,"</b></span> she says, snort-laughing when you wince. <span class="lexi"><b>"Just joking, $playername - come, sit! I'm parched."</b></span> Soon enough you're sitting at the bar with <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>, beer in hand. You've got questions, but you're not sure how to begin. <span class="lexi"><b>"Let me guess," Lexi</b></span> says, looking at you askance. <span class="lexi"><b>"You want the gory details?"</b></span> <b>"What? No."</b> You shrug. <b>"I've just never met a..."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Trans woman."</b></span> <b>"Right."</b> It still strikes you as kind of amazing that someone like <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> could be packing heat between her legs. And from the quick glance you got from beneath her skirt, she's probably bigger than you. <b>"How'd it... you know, happen?"</b> She looks at you like you're a moron. <span class="lexi"><b>"Okay, first off, nothing just <i>happened.</i> This is the result of a whole lot of hard work. And money, too. Second,"</b></span> She wags a finger in your face, <span class="lexi"><b>"Not exactly the most polite question in the universe. But I'll try."</b></span> <b>"Try?"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"The whole story. Ten seconds flat. Ready?"</b></span> [[You think you're ready.->Lexi 5 2]]
<span class="lexi"><b>"I was a really normal boy, growing up. Hockey, chasing girls, frosted tips - I checked all the boxes."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexistory1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"I did all that because people told me that's what guys do. I didn't know any better. Played along, went through the motions, and I thought 'This is life? Well, it's not so bad.'"</b></span> You nod along, curious. <span class="lexi"><b>"I probably could have lived like that forever. Blind, you know? Asleep. Then my older sister went to college, and I got her room. All I had to put up with were a few boxes of her old clothes, stacked in the closet."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexistory2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Six boxes. Three big, three small. Not a big deal, but..." Lexi</b></span> sighs, wistful. <span class="lexi"><b>"Those stupid boxes haunted me. Like the Telltale Heart. '<i>Thump-thump</i>,' I could almost hear them while I slept. Someone calling for me, inside them."</b></span> The hairs on your neck rise, as <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> continues her tale. <span class="lexi"><b>"Then one morning I wake up and realize the whole house is empty. Mom's out. Dad's at work. Both brothers at hockey practice. Little sister's with her friends."</b></span> For the first time since she started talking, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> meets your gaze. <span class="lexi"><b>"I tore open those boxes <i>so</i> fast. Nothing could have stopped me. Panties, stockings, skirts, dresses, blush and mascara and..."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"And after two hours of rummaging and testing and trying things on, I look in the mirror."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexistory3.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"And for the first time in my life, I saw myself in the mirror. And I <i>liked</i> who I saw."</b></span> She takes a long breath. <span class="lexi"><b>"And the rest is just gory details."</b></span> [[You turn inwards->Lexi 5 3]]
You can't help but see yourself in <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> story. <i>I'm not trans or anything like that,</i> you think, <i>but that first night in makeup. That was... quite the moment.</i> <span class="lexi"><b>"That's why I sat down beside you, that night we met," Lexi</b></span> says, ordering another drink. <span class="lexi"><b>"I know an egg when I see one."</b></span> <b>"What the hell's an egg?"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"A girl who hasn't hatched. You know, one stuck in perma-boymode. You, $playername. You're an egg."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexistory4.jpg" width=450 /> <b>"What? But... I'm not a girl."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> tilts her head. <span class="lexi"><b>"Then who was that cute waitress I met at the Cauldron?"</b></span> <b>"That's..."</b> You sigh. <b>"That's a long story. Turns out, waitresses make more cash than bus boys."</b> <<if ($lexipanties eq 1)>><span class="lexi"><b>"But what about those cute panties you showed me? Not exactly masculine."</b></span><<else>><span class="lexi"><b>"You seemed to be enjoying yourself, is all."</b></span><</if>> <b>"It's all..."</b> You take a long swig of beer. <b>"It's all part of the plan. It's just a very unique get-rich-quick scheme."</b> She raises her hands in mock surrender. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm not here to forcefully crack your shell. This all takes time."</b></span> <b>"Thanks,"</b> you blink. <b>"Wait - you still think I'm a girl?!"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Oh yeah. Like, one hundred percent sure."</b></span> [[After another drink, you and Lexi part ways->Lexi 5 4]]
On the walk home, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> story keeps playing over in your head. <i>If I put on a dress and looked in the mirror... would everything change?</i> You swallow your saliva. The thought is terrifying.... and a little exhilerating. Just as you enter your apartment, your phone buzzes. It's from <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. <span class="lexi"><span class="note"><b>Don't you wish you had a pair of these? Can't wait to see my favorite egg at the Cauldron again!</b></span></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi11.jpg" width=450 /> It's a selfie of <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>, baring her perfect, perky breasts. <b>"Holy shit,"</b> you mutter, shutting off your phone. <b>"I definitely don't want a pair of nice, bouncy tits on my chest. Well... I..."</b> You pace your tiny bedroon, confused as all hell. Your fingers slip down your smooth arms, shaved and delicate. They feel... normal. They feel <i>right</i>. <b>"What's happening to me?"</b> you wonder, dropping onto your bed. [[Maybe I should visit Lexi again, another night.->Your Bedroom]] <<set $lexistatus = 5>> <<set $time = "Night">>
You jog over to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> once you spot her at the bar. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi3.jpg" width=400 /> You can't make sense of the feelings in your heart as you approach her. On one hand, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> is kind, hot as all hell, and fun to hang out with. On the other hand, her being so <i>convinced</i> that you're actually a girl deep down is... confusing. You're not sure if you want to keep exploring those feelings. And yet here you are, sitting down beside her. Clearly you're at least a little curious as to how far this rabbit hole will go. <b>"Besides,"</b> you murmur, sitting down beside her, <b>"learning how to be more feminine will help me earn money as a waitress."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"What'd you say?" Lexi</b></span> asks, as she waves over the bartender. <i>Shit - make something up - fast!</i> <b>"I was just, er... I was wondering, if I... if there was a way to <i>test</i> that was a girl... would that be possible?"</b> She smirks. <span class="lexi"><b>"Well, a real man would never need or want such a test."</b></span> She raises a finger before you can protest. <span class="lexi"><b>"I know, I know, you're a real boy. Okay, let's put it to the test. I know a way."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> points to a nearby waitress. <span class="lexi"><b>"But we'll need an outfit."</b></span> <b>"Well, lucky for you, I work here."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Lead the way, Mr. Manly."</b></span> [[Bring lexi to your change room.->Lexi 6 2]]
You take <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> to the dressing room you usually use with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. Luckily, it's unlocked. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dressingroom.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"So this is where the magic happens..." Lexi</b></span> mutters, trailing in just behind you. <span class="lexi"><b>"How exactly does a guy get a job like this, anyway?"</b></span> <b>"Uh...friends in high places,"</b> you offer, and thankfully <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> doesn't push any further than that. <span class="lexi"><b>"Alright, time to put you under a clinically proven test that I literally just made up." Lexi</b></span> gestures at a locker. <span class="lexi"><b>"Get dressed up for a night at work. Makeup, nails, costume, the whole get up."</b></span> <<if $face eq 1>><b>"I don't... I don't do my own makeup."</b> She sighs. <span class="lexi"><b>"Lucky for you that I know my way around a boyish face. I'll help you."</b></span> <b>"Cool. But... uh, why am I doing this?"</b><<else>><b>"Easy... but why?"</b><</if>> <span class="lexi"><b>"Patience, dear. All will be revealed."</b></span> With <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> help, you start with your makeup. She guides you with patience, but also a clear idea of the look she's aiming to achieve. Soon enough it's done, and you look into the mirror. <img src="Images/Cauldron/leximakeup.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Woah..."</b></span> your whisper, your voice taking a higher pitch to match the figure looking back at you. Whereas <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> makeup was all about creating a female illusion, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> is bolder and more artistic, almost theatrical. While some of the realism and raw femininity is gone, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> instead has created a stunning androgynous look. You look like a beautiful trans woman. <span class="lexi"><b>"I know what you're thinking," Lexi</b></span> says, standing over you with a satisfied smile. <span class="lexi"><b>"Makeup doesn't have to hide who you are. You can celebrate yourself, understand?"</b></span> You nod, your heart racing at the fey image in the mirror. [[Dress-up time->Lexi 6 3]]
<span class="lexi"><b>"Alright,”</b></span> says <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> rummaging through various lockers. <span class="lexi"><b>"Let’s find you something to wear.”</b></span> Too distracting by your reflection to help, you simply wait, lost in the sight of yourself. <i>When did I become so <span class="pink">pretty?</span></i> Before long, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>, bundle of blue and white cloth in hand. <span class="lexi"><b>”Want me to wait outside?”</b></span> You shake your head. The truth is, you almost feel <i>more</i> comfortable with a girl around when you dress up for work. Whether by intention or not, <span class="katie"><b>Katie’s</b></span> conditioned you to enjoy dressing and undressing in front of others. You shimmy out of your <<if $wearingfemoverwear eq 1>>cute clothes<<else>>boring boy clothes<</if>> and for a moment stand before <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> in nothing but your <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>>panties<<else>>briefs<</if>>. <<if $wearingfemunderwear eq 1>><span class="lexi"><b>"You have the <i>perfect</i> figure for panties. How does a so-called boy like you have hips like <i>that</i>?"</b></span><<else>>>><span class="lexi"><b>"Look at those hips! Ah, you would look so good in a sexy thong."</b></span><</if>> Blushing at her words, you roll on a pair of white thigh-highs, slip into a rather short dress of blue polyester and white lace, and then force your feet into black pumps. <b>"Alice in Wonderland?"</b> you say, looking at the mirror once <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> pins on your blonde wig. <img src="Images/Cauldron/normalwaitress4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"It seemed appropriate,"</b></span> she replies, before quoting the book. <span class="lexi"><b>"'I'm afraid I can’t explain myself, because I’m not myself, you see?'"</b></span> <b>"'We’re all mad, here!'"</b> you quote back, before sticking out your tongue at her. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> snort-laughs, then waves you towards the exit. <span class="lexi"><b>"The test continues…"</b></span> [[You can only imagine what comes next->Lexi 6 4]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "Alice in Wonderland costume">>
<span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> leads you back to the second-floor Cauldron bar, her hand in yours. It feels <i>weird</i> dressed as a girl at the Cauldron without actually working as a waitress. You almost want to run over to unserved table and let them know what beers are on tap. Not working, not having that cover story of wearing feminine clothing for cash… it makes you feel <i>naked</i>. You heart picks up its pace, as you feel male patrons gazing at you, intent and interested. Your asshole clenches in response. <span class="lexi"><b>"Two shots for our dear friend Alice!" Lexi</b></span> demands of the bartender. He grunts but returns with the cheapest available vodka. <img src="Images/Cauldron/shots.gif" width=500 /> You take your first shot, wincing as the liquid burns its way down your throat. <span class="pink"><b>"How exactly is this a <i>test</i> of anything?"</b></span> you ask, slipping into your waitress voice. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> smiles her half-smile. <span class="lexi"><b>"Say that again."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"How…"</b></span> You pout. <b>"I mean, <i>how</i> exactly is this a test of anything?"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"Aw, I liked your girl voice! You must have taken lessons to make it so feminine."</b></span> <b>"What? No!"</b> A touch of misplaced pride sweeps through you. <span class="pink"><b>"This just happened naturally, I guess."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> squeals. <span class="lexi"><b>"That’s even better!"</b></span> Just then, an arm brushes against your back, and a large hard takes gentle hold of your shoulder. A wave of strong cologne floods your nose. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexitouch1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Alice, right? You looking for a mad hatter?"</b></span> the stranger asks. Wide-eyed, you stare at <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. She just smiles back, enjoying your stunned awkwardness. <i>Holy shit, some guy is hitting on me!</i> And in that moment, you feel incredibly small. His hand seems strong enough to crush your shoulder, but his touch is gentle. He’s clearly a tall man, and from his shadow you can see he's broad in the shoulder. <i>This is how girls feel, when men hit on them. Vulnerable. At their mercy. But… <span class="pink">excited</span>, too…</i> <b>"I-"</b> You cough. <span class="pink"><b>"I’m just here to hang out with my friend."</b></span> you say, turning around to face him. <img src="Images/Cauldron/ryan1.jpg" width=450 /> You did not expect to see a rather handsome, boyish looking guy in a business suit and a Santa Claus hat. <span class="blue"><b>"Get it?"</b></span> he says, grinning. <span class="blue"><b>"Mad hatter! Because I’m wearing a hat."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That has got to be the lamest costume anyone’s ever worn to the Cauldron."</b></span> You feel your lips bending into a smile. <span class="pink"><b>"I’m almost impressed."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"What can I say? I came straight from work."</b></span> A few other men in suits shout <b>’Ryan!’</b>, beckoning him back. <span class="blue"><b>"I gotta go. Important meeting. Maybe I’ll see you around, Alice?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Oh, you definitely will." Lexi</b></span> says, smirking. It’s only once the stranger - <span class="blue"><b>Ryan</b></span>, apprently - leaves that you realize how flushed you feel. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> eyes your skirt and raises a brow. Looking down, you notice it, too. Your cute, girly erection is poking trough your skirt! <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexitouch2.jpg" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck!"</b></span> you hiss, tucking it away. <span class="pink"><b>"Did anyone see?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>”Just me.” Lexi</b></span> replies, turning back to her drink. Is she blushing? It’s hard to tell. The rest of the evening goes on uneventfully – besides the fact that you’re dressed like a girl at the Cauldron, but not working. Eventually, you and <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> return to the dressing room. [[The test concludes->Lexi 6 5]]
Once you return to the dressing room, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> has you sit on a stool and stare into the mirror. You comply, again at a loss for words as you gaze at your feminine reflection. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dressingroom.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Did you have a good time tonight?"</b></span> You think about the guy that flirted with you, and how excited that made you feel. <span class="pink"><b>"… yes."</b></span> the girl in the mirror replies. <span class="lexi"><b>"Then answer me this." Lexi</b></span> leans close and whispers. <span class="lexi"><b>"Are you a boy, or a girl?"</b></span> Your heart races. <span class="grey">I… I’m a girl!</span> [[I… I don’t know.->Lexi 6 6]] <span class="grey">I’m still a guy!</span> <<set $lexistatus = 6>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>>
<span class="pink"><b>"I… I don’t know."</b></span> you answer, feeling ashamed but unsure exactly <i>why</i> you feel that way. <span class="pink"><b>"This is all moving so fast. I swear just a month ago I was a normal guy-"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> places a finger against your lips, shushing you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexitouch3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"I get it. Sometimes egg crack slow, sometimes they crack all at once. Just listen to me when I tell you – you’re not <i>changing</i>, okay?"</b></span> She smiles. <span class="lexi"><b>"You’re becoming the person – the <i>woman</i> – you always secretly were."</b></span> <i>Could that be true? Was I always secretly a <span class="pink">girl</span>?</i> You scrunch your face, thinking back. All this femininity has been coming awfully easily to you. Almost like you were made to be dressed in pink and chased after by boys… You shake away the thought, shivering. <b>"I don’t know. I need to change and get home. It’s late."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> gives a nod of understanding, then helps you out of your dress and back into your normal clothes. Just as you two are about to part ways, you look back at her. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi10.jpg" width=400 /> <b>"Hey, <span class="lexi">Lexi</span>… did I, you know, pass the test?"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"I don’t know – did you?"</b></span> And with that, she leaves you to ponder the answer. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]]
<span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> picks up her phone after two rings. <span class="lexi"><b>"What's up, egg? It's a little early for a girls' night at the Cauldron."</b></span> You text her a selfie of your new equipment. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts2a.jpg" width=400 /> \ <span class="lexi"><b>"Wow. I have <i>soooooo</i> many questions. When did you get on estrogen?"</b></span> <b>"Estrogen? <span class="lexi">Lexi</span> I have no idea how this happened."</b> There's a long pause. <span class="lexi"><b>"That's... not how it works. I mean, I wish it worked that way, but it doesn't. Text me your address - I'm coming over."</b></span> She hangs up. You spend the next fifteen minutes pacing, and watching your small breasts bounce up and down as you do. You do a bit of jumping just to see how floppy they get. They act just like normal breasts. Somehow, they <i>are</i> normal breasts. Anxiety starts to set in. <b>"What the hell is happening to me... am I sick? Am I dying?"</b> Thankfully, that's when <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> arrives. <span class="lexi"><b>"So this is your hidey-hole..."</b></span> she says, her tone unreadable. <span class="lexi"><b>"I thought waitressing paid better."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi12.jpg" width=400 /> \ <b>"Can we please focus on this situation?"</b> you say, pointing at your breasts. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> nods and walks up to you, hands outstretched. <b>"Woah, what do you think you're doing?"</b> <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm copping a feel, $playername. I've got see what we're dealing with here."</b></span> She rolls her eyes at your hesitation. <span class="lexi"><b>"They're just tits - all girls have them. Tell you what, I grope you, you grope me, deal? Quid pro quo."</b></span> <i>Well, I guess that's alright...</i> Soon you have your fingers pressed against <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> sizable chest. Her nipples are easy to feel beneath the thin fabric of her top, and they harden against your touch. Just then, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> starts groping your own breasts. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts3a.gif" width=500 /> \ <span class="pink"><b>"Ohhh..."</b></span> you moan, your girly cock instantly responding. <span class="lexi"><b>"Wow..." Katie</b></span> says, releasing your breasts. <span class="lexi"><b>"I dont believe it... those are actually breasts. You sure you're not on estrogen?"</b></span> <b>"I'm sure."</b> She doesn't look like she believes you.<span class="lexi"><b>"And you're <i>sure</i> you're not transitioning?"</b></span> <b>"Well... I mean, not on purpose."</b> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> lets out a long sigh. <span class="lexi"><b>"Get in my car. We're going to the hospital."</b></span> [[Let's get to the bottom of this.->New Breasts 3]] <<set $newbreasts = "Lexi">>
You jog over to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> once you spot her at the bar. She's looking even more stunning than usual. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi14.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $newbreasts neq "Lexi">><span class="lexi"><b>"Holy shit - look at you!"</b></span> she says, spotting your small but pronounced and feminine bust. <span class="lexi"><b>"Are they real?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's... it's kind of a long story."</b></span> She slaps the bar stool beside her. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm in no rush - and any story that ends with my favorite egg owning a pair of tits is worth hearing."</b></span> After ordering a first round of drinks, you regale <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> with the story of your last two hospital visits, and how your body appears to be feminizing itself - either due to some kind of external stressor, or an inherent, subconscious gender dysphoria. <span class="lexi"><b>"It sounds like a fairy tale,"</b></span> she mutters, <span class="lexi"><b>"But the evidence is staring right at me."</b></span> Her eyes drop to your breasts, and you watch as her pupils dilate. <span class="pink"><i>Is <b>Lexi</b>... getting aroused? From me?</i></span><<else>><span class="lexi"><b>"I still can't get over your boobs! Each time I look at them, they're more perfect than the last."</b></span> Still not used to having breasts - let alone having people eye your chest with interest - you blush at <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> words. She laughs at your response, then takes another look at your tits. You watch as her pupils dilate. <span class="pink"><i>Is <b>Lexi</b>... getting aroused? From me?</i></span><</if>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi15.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"So,"</b></span> says <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>, wearing her mysterious half-smile. <span class="lexi"><b>"I almost want to let you in on my plan."</b></span> [[Plan?->Lexi 7 2]]
<span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> takes one look at your ears, then shakes her head, upset. <span class="katie"><b>"This is not good, hot shot - not good at all."</b></span> You wince at her words - sounds like another girly task lies ahead of you. <b>"What now?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> doesn't look impressed. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katiestare2.gif" width=500 /> <span class="katie"><b>"They're onto us. Just a few minutes ago, one of the bouncers asked why the new waitress didn't have any jewelry or piercings - <i>all</i> the waitresses have cute earrings, sexy tattoos - <i>something</i> to catch attention."</b></span> She gestures to the bar outside the dressing room.<span class="katie"><b>"Your plainness is going to get you caught. Going to get us <i>both</i> caught."</b></span> You rub at your earlobes. <i>earrings?</i> <b>"Wait... you want me to pierce my ears? Isn't that a little... permanent?"</b> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> smiles at your words. <span class="katie"><b>"Exactly. You get your ears pierced, it'll totally help with our cover."</b></span> You glance at her <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> earrings. They are awfully pretty. <img src="Images/Cauldron/katie20.jpg" width=500 /> And besides, you don't need to get anything as wild as what she's wearing. Just something <span class="pink">cute</span> and <span class="pink">fem</span>. Something reflecting the <span class="pink">new you</span>. <b>"And I bet I can't work as a waitress until my ears are pierced."</b> <span class="katie"><b>"Clever as always, hot shot. I hear there's a new place on campus for tattoos and piercings. You'd better make an appointment, quick."</b></span> [[Guess I'm getting my ears pierced->Your Bedroom]]
Drifting through the haze of dream, you find yourself naked. You're kneeling upon the floor of the university washroom, wondering how you got there. Above you, a faint voice can be heard through the hole in the stall. <img src="Images/Dreams/gloryholedream1.jpg" width=400 /> <i>"Come play with me, $playername..."</i> The voice says, calm and soothing. You inch towards the hole, drawn by the voice. <i>"I know you want to play..."</i> the voice coos. <i>"Just give in, and you can for as long as you want..."</i> Something slithers out of the hole. Long, thick, and eager for you to play with it. <img src="Images/Dreams/gloryholedream2.gif" width=400 /> <i>"This is your purpose..."</i> the cock whispers, <i>"To suck strangers' cocks..."</i> Your mouth fills up with saliva, but a small part of you wonders if you should resist the temptation. [[Suck the dream-cock->Gloryhole Dream 2][$i = 1]] [[Resist the dream-cock->Gloryhole Dream 2][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 2>>You feel yourself drifting closer and closer to the beautiful cock, but at the last moment yo're able to turn away. <b>"I'm more than a cock-sucker!"</b> you tell the dream, though your stomach gurgles in frustration. <i>"Lies!"</i> hisses the voice, as the dream-cock sprays hot semen onto your face. <img src="Images/Dreams/gloryholedream3.gif" width=400 /> <i>"You'll learn your place in the world... sooner or later..."</i> <<else>>You feel yourself drifting closer and closer to the beautiful cock, unable to turn away. The moment you lips press against its thick head, you know there's no going back. <img src="Images/Dreams/gloryholedream4.gif" width=400 /> The taste, the smell, the warmth of it - everything is <i>perfect</i>, and every fiber of your being is telling you that <i>this</i> is where you belong, <i>this</i> is where true happiness lies - on your knees, servicing a stranger. <i>"A glory hole slut like you lives for one purpose and one purpose only,"</i> the voice explains. You can hardly hear it. <i>"To suck cock."</i> <b>"Mmmgph!"</b> you gurgle out your agreement, just before the first load of cum hits the back of your throat. <img src="Images/Dreams/gloryholedream5.gif" width=400 /> <i>"You're a gloryhole slut,"</i> the voice says, as the next cock slides out of the hole. <i>"That's all you'll ever be."</i> <<set $gloryholeslut += 1>> <</if>> [[Wake up]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Plan? What plan?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> takes a deep breath, then places a hand over yours. You shiver at her touch, and the faint stirrings of arousal drift down to your groin. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'd love to tell you, but I can't. Not until your committed."</b></span> You laugh. <span class="pink"><b>"Committed to what? Lexi, I don't know what you're talking about."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm talking about your future. I'm talking about who you are."</b></span> She leans close. <span class="lexi"><b>"I've got plans that will mean big changes - and a lot of money for both of us - but I can't let you in until you commit to your identity."</b></span> Catching her meaning, you swallow your saliva. <span class="pink"><b>"You want me to say I'm trans?"</b></span> In answer, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> takes out her phone. <span class="lexi"><b>"Talk is cheap. I'm going to videotape you. Need it on record."</b></span> She pauses. <span class="lexi"><b>"If you're ready to admit it, that is."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiphone.jpg" width=500 /> Your heart beats hard inside your chest. <span class="pink"><i>I know I'm not a guy anymore... but am I ready to tell the world that I'm a trans woman?</i></span> You bite your lip, uncertain. <span class="pink"><i>I am curious about what <b>Lexi's</b> secret plan is. And the idea of making money from it sounds inticing...</i></span> <<if $hasfemname eq 1>>[[Admit that you're a trans woman on video.->Lexi 7 3][$i = 1]]<<else>><span class="grey">Admit that you're a trans woman on video.</span><</if>> [[You're not ready for this.->Lexi 7 3][$i = 2]] <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b><i>Hint: You can't admit that you're a trans woman until you've chosen your female name. If you attend Gender Studies class in feminine clothing, you'll be able to pick one.</i></b><</if>> <<set $i = 0>> <<set $lexistatus = 7>>
<<if $i eq 2>>After coming to your decision, you shake your head. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm sorry, Lexi - that's just kind of a huge step, you know? I just came here to have a few drinks with a friend."</b></span> Thankfully, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> isn't too upset. She slips her phone back into her purse and rests a hand on your thigh. It feels awfully nice, and awfully close to your penis. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexitouch4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Take your time, egg. When you're ready, though, I'll be here. Let's just say the future for girls like us is looking bright indeed. Now - tell me the most awkward sexual experience you've ever had."</b></span> You nearly spit out your drink. <span class="pink"><b>"What!?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"It's an innocent question!"</b></span> she says, snort-laughing. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'll go first, but then I expect a juicy story from you."</b></span> You spend the next two hours drinking and laughing with <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. While you have a good time, you know the next time you see her she'll bring up the whole 'admitting you're trans' thing again. She's a woman on a mission, and if you want to get closer to her, you're going to have commit to womanhood. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> \ <<else>>After coming to your decision, you nod your head. <span class="pink"><b>"Okay. I'm ready."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> wiggles in her seat, excited. <span class="lexi"><b>"I was hoping you'd say that! Ah - love watching another egg hatch!"</b></span> She pulls out a crumpled piece of paper and hands it to you. It's a script, you realize. A rather <i>intimate</i> script. You glance around the bar. <img src="Images/Cauldron/secondfloor.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Should we... go somewhere a bit quieter for this? You know, a bit more private?"</b></span> But <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="lexi"><b>"No way. This is all about coming out the shadows and being proud of who we are. I'l start recording in five, four.."</b></span> [[Three, two, one...->Lexi 7 4]] <</if>>
You feel anxious enough to jump up and bolt out of the Cauldron, but you could never do that to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. Instead, you summon up your courage and give the phone's camera an easy, confident look. <span class="pink"><b>"My name is $femname, and I am hereby coming out as a transgendered woman."</b></span> You're vaguely aware of some guy behind <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> glancing at you, surprised at your words. You just ignore him and keep going. <span class="pink"><b>"So, for all the trans girls out there, and for all those who just need to learn about about who we are, let me make a few things clear..."</b></span> You wince a bit, but you know this means a lot to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. You look directly at the camera. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiphone2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Being assigned male at birth doesn't mean I'm not a woman."</b></span> The conversation beside you dies down, as three men start listening to you, confused. <span class="pink"><b>"Having once dressed differently, or spoken differently, doesn't mean I'm not a woman."</b></span> The bartender has stopped working and is now staring at you, his gaze unreadable. <span class="pink"><i>Oh fuck, I hope I'm not in trouble. Or in danger.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Not being able to get pregnant does not mean I'm not a woman."</b></span> From across the bar, a woman shouts, <span class="mom"><b>"That's right!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Not having a period does not mean I'm not a woman."</b></span> A mumble of agreement follows. The bar is getting quieter and quieter. It seems half of the second floor of the Cauldron is watching you. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> gestures for you to keep going. <span class="pink"><b>"And guess what - yes, I have a... a penis. No, that doesn't mean I'm not a woman."</b></span> Laughter and a bit of clapping. Almost finished, now. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm a woman because in my heart I'm a woman. End of story. And if that's a problem..." "... then you can go fuck yourself."</b></span> [[The bar is silent.->Lexi 7 5]]
After a single, silent moment, the bar gives a good cheer - as if you just finished a toast. One rather attractive man across the bar raises a shot and winks at you before drinking. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiphone3.gif" width=400 /> And then everyone goes back to their conversations. You let out a long-held breath as <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> puts way her phone. <span class="lexi"><b>"That was incredible!"</b></span> she says, leaning in. <span class="lexi"><b>"You are the bravest, wildest, prettiest-"</b></span> And whether it's the alcohol or the adreniline, you don't know. You just lean in press your lips to hers. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexikiss1.jpg" width=500 /> Her lips taste like cinnamon and sangria. While stunned for the first moment, she quickly responds, her tongue sliding against yours, her teeth playing with your lower lip. When you pull back, both of you are breathless. <<if $chastity eq 0>>And, glancing down at your skirts, both of you are hard. You can't help but notice that <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> is <i>substantially</i> bigger than you.<<else>>And, glancing down at your skirts, you see that <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> has a hardon - and that her cock is much bigger than yours.<</if>> <span class="lexi"><b>"Wow... just wow."</b></span> she says, wiping your saliva from her lips. <span class="lexi"><b>"I wasn't expecting that, but... I'm happy it happened."</b></span> Your hand finds hers. <span class="pink"><b>"So what now?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Now we sat goodbye - the bar's about to close and I've got a lot of work tomorrow."</b></span> She brushes your hair, delicately. <span class="lexi"><b>"But let's meet back here soon. There's so much for us to do together..."</b></span> After one last kiss, you part ways. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $lexistatus = 8>>
You jog over to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> once you spot her at the bar. She's looking even more stunning than usual. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi14.jpg" width=400 /> After a bit of small talk, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> takes a deep breath, then places a hand over yours. You shiver at her touch, and the faint stirrings of arousal drift down to your groin. <span class="lexi"><b>"I've got big plans for girls like us - big, <i>lucrative</i> plans. I want you to help me, but I need to know oyur committed first."</b></span> You nod your head. <span class="pink"><b>"Right, this again. Why is it so important that I tell you I'm trans?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Because for what comes next, there can't be any doubt in you. It's time to accept that you are - and always have been - a trans woman."</b></span> She leans close. <span class="lexi"><b>"I promise, it'll be worth your while."</b></span> Feeling all kinds of nervous, swallow your saliva. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> takes out her phone. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm going to videotape you. I need your commitment on record."</b></span> She pauses. <span class="lexi"><b>"If you're ready to admit it, that is..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiphone.jpg" width=500 /> Your heart beats inside your chest <span class="pink"><i>I know I'm not a guy anymore... but am I ready to tell the world that I'm a trans woman?</i></span> You bite your lip, uncertain. <span class="pink"><i>I am curious about what <b>Lexi's</b> secret plan is. And the idea of making money from it sounds inticing...</i></span> <<if $hasfemname eq 1>>[[Admit that you're a trans woman on video.->Lexi 7 3][$i = 1]]<<else>><span class="grey">Admit that you're a trans woman on video.</span><</if>> [[You're not ready for this.->Lexi 7 3][$i = 2]] <<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b><i>Hint: You can't admit that you're a trans woman until you've chosen your female name. If you attend Gender Studies class in feminine clothing, you'll be able to pick one.</i></b><</if>> <<set $i = 0>>
You jog over to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> once you spot her at the bar. It's almost like she gets hotter and hotter each time you see her. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi16.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"$femname! I'm so happy you came!"</b></span> she says, standing and leaning in for a kiss. You embrace her and let your lips collide. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexikiss2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Mmm.."</b></span> you say, left a bit dizzy by her taste, her scent. <span class="pink"><i>As hot as that was - I really have idea I where I stand with <b>Lexi</b> - does she see us as friends, or something more?</i></span> Before you can really ask, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> has you seated at the bar and is ordering champagne. <span class="pink"><b>"What's the occasion?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Oh, you know, nothing..."</b></span> She cracks a grin. <span class="lexi"><b>"Well, maybe something. Check this out!"</b></span> She pulls out her phone and plays a video. And on that video...is <i>you</i>. [[Wait - WHAT!?->Lexi 8 2]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Bella,"</b></span> you say, approaching the tattoo artist. <span class="pink"><b>"Do you have a second?"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"For you, always." Bella</b></span> replies, seeing off another customer. <span class="ashley"><b>"What's up?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bella2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm looking to get a tattoo, but of a really special design. It's not in your booklet."</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> seems intrigued. <span class="ashley"><b>"I'm always looking to expand my art. What kind of design are we talking about?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Something based on the, uh... the trans flag, actually."</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> blinks, and gives you a once-over. <span class="ashley"><b>"<i>Oh.</i> Very cool. Give me a second."</b></span> She whips out her phone and starts looking up images online. You stand there a bit awkwardly, wondering what's going on. <span class="ashley"><b>"Okay - I could do the flag right now, but that's a little standard. You strike me as woman who likes aristry. Beauty. I bet you're a Capricorn."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I mean, I guess-"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Perfect."</b></span> She heads to the back of the store. <span class="ashley"><b>"Give me five or so days to whip up some designs. Come back then and I'll be ready to paint your identity right onto your skin."</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> smiles at you, radiant. <span class="ashley"><b>"This is super cool. Like, brave. Thanks for picking me to do this, $femname."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Well, you're the only show in town,</i></span> you think, but instead say, <span class="pink"><b>"The pleasure's mine."</b></span> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $lexistatus = 10>> <<set $lexistatus10count = 0>>
You watch, dumbfounded, as the video <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> recorded of you last time plays out on a social messaging board. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiphone5.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You posted that... <i>online?</i>"</b></span> You're a little overwhelmed, and more than a little panicked. <span class="pink"><i>What if people see?</i></span> you wonder, but the worry fades the next moment. Your mom hates the Internet. Your dad is a prisoner. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is very aware of and a huge fan of your transition, and so is <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="lexi"><b>"You committed to this identity, $femname," Lexi</b></span> explains. <span class="lexi"><b>"The time for fear, and shame, and doubt - that's long past. Wave your fem flag high in the cyber sky, okay? And look at the likes on this thing!"</b></span> The video has <i>20,000</i> likes. 20,000 and counting, in fact. Your jaw drops as you read the comments. <b>Gatta6969</b> wrote: <i>Holy jeez - who is this girl? I think I'm in love.</i> <b>RedMaestro007</b> wrote: <i>So brave... can we just accept that trans women are women and move on as a society? #currentyear </i> <b>Groque420</b> wrote: <i>Please take this in the most polite way possible: I'd love to suck your cock.</i> Of course, for every ten lovely - and horny - messages in the video, there's one awful one. <b>BlackKnightKilla</b> wrote: <i>This is a dude in make up. So fucking gross.</i> <span class="pink"><b>"Well,"</b></span> you mutter, <span class="pink"><b>"Can't win 'em all."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Fuck the trolls," Lexi</b></span> says, reading that comment. She puts away her phone and takes hold of your hands. <span class="lexi"><b>"You're a rolemodel, $femname. Welcome to the world, post-egg. It's nice out here."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Now, about my plan..."</b></span> [[You lean in, curious->Lexi 8 3]]
<span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> flashes you a half-smile.<<if $chastity eq 1>>Your penis strains in its cage at the sight.<<else>>You feel your cock get a bit hard at the sight.<</if>> <span class="lexi"><b>"In a way, that video is the first stage of the plan. It's the seed."</b></span> You nod along, curious. <span class="lexi"><b>"We're building a brand, $femname. A brand for girls like us. Something marketable. Something inspiring. Something sexy."</b></span> She winks. <span class="lexi"><b><i>"You."</i></b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Me?"</b></span> You can't help but laugh. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm the brand?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"The mascot, the face, the centerpiece. Yeah."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>A brand for trans women... with me to represent it?</i></span> It's hard to imagine. But the likes on video <i>do</i> seem to suggest there's something to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> idea. Maybe you could be the next face of trans women... <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiphone3.jpg" width=500 /> It's fun to imagine, at the very least. You order another drink. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm going to need details."</b></span> But <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="lexi"><b>"Not yet. Before I let you in any deeper, there's something else you need to do."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Another speech?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Nope. Something more... permanent."</b></span> [[Find out your next task.->Lexi 8 4]]
<span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> pulls out her phone and shows you an image. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiphone4.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"This is the transgender flag. It's time you waved it."</b></span> You're not sure what she means. <span class="pink"><b>"You want me to buy a flag?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Nope. Even better - I want you to get the flag tattoed to your body."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wait... what?</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Sounds kind of extreme."</b></span> Oddly enough, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> agrees with you. <span class="lexi"><b>"Extreme. Eye-catching. Captivating. I'm building something brilliant, but you're the keystone. The tattoo's a must-have."</b></span> You sigh. Even if <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> is kind of making sense, it's a big ask. <span class="lexi"><b>"Hey,"</b></span> she says, slamming down her empty beer glass. <span class="lexi"><b>"I know I'm asking a lot, $femname. I wouldn't ask if I didn't believe in the plan, and in you."</b></span> She glances across the Cauldron. Her half-smile reappears. <span class="lexi"><b>"Why don't we head to the dressing room, and maybe I could convince you privately?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexikiss3.jpg" width=400 /> You might not be sober, but you're lucid enough to realize that <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> using her feminine charms to seduce you into getting a tattoo. Your breathing quickens. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to do this?</i></span> [[Follow Lexi to the dressing room->Lexi 8 5][$i = 1]] [[Stave off her advances and go home.->Lexi 8 5][$i = 2]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $lexistatus = 9>> <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 2>>You draw back from <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> waiting lips. <span class="pink"><b>"It's getting pretty late, Lexi. I'll think on your tattoo idea."</b></span> For a moment, she seems a little down. Then she shrugs off the feeling. <span class="lexi"><b>"You're probably right. Do think long and hard about that tattoo. I'm sure if you ask the tattoo artist at that new place - Tapestry, I think it's called - she'll have some options for you."</b></span> As you get up, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> squeezes your hand. <span class="lexi"><b>"See you soon, $femname."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi8.jpg" width=450 /> There's longing in her look. Before your own arousal can take control, you split out of her grasp and head out of the Cauldron. The cool night air does wonders to your head. <span class="pink"><i>Lexi's lovely - and I'm kind of into her plans, or at least the little bit she's revealed so far,</i></span> you think, as you walk home. <span class="pink"><i>But I can tell she's crazy persuasive, too. Good thing I left when I did... otherwise I feel like I'd be totally caught in her spell.</i></span> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] \ <<else>>The moment you and <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> are in the dressing room, she's on top of you. While your lips are locked, your hands explore her body. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> fingers take hold of your top, and soon your breasts are exposed. You're quick to do the same to her. Meanwhile, her erection presses eagerly against your hip. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexikiss4.jpg" width=450 /> Lust has taken hold of all your senses. Only vaguely do think about how <i>sexy</i> it is to make out with a trans woman - so feminine, but with a nice cock waiting for you between her legs. <span class="lexi"><b>"Mmm... $femname, I've wanted to do this since the day we met..."</b></span> she whispers into your ear. <span class="lexi"><b>"Now, let's have some fun..."</b></span> <<if $chastity eq 0>>[[Play with each other's dicks.->Lexi 8 6][$i = 1]]<<else>><span class="grey">Play with each other's dicks.</span> (cannot be done in chastity)<</if>> [[Give Lexi a handjob->Lexi 8 6][$i = 2]] <<set $lexisway += 1>> <</if>> <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $i eq 1>>You slip your hand past <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> waist at the same time she sneaks her fingers up your thighs. When you reach her dick, you gasp - she's got at least six inches, and she's pretty thick, too! <span class="lexi"><b>"Let me guess - you thought all us girls were tiny down there?"</b></span> As she speaks, her easily wraps her hand around your small erection. <span class="lexi"><b>"Such a cute cocklet. I guess we know which one of us in charge, now."</b></span> You nod meekly, as <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> starts stroking your cock with vigor. Her lips lock onto yours. Soon, the only sounds in the dressing room are your kisses and the soft tugging of your two eager handjobs. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexihandjob1.gif" width=450 /> For a time, the two of you are lost in mutual pleasure. You follow <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> lead, picking up pace and pressure as she does, surrendering to her forceful kisses and the way she pushes her saliva into your mouth. When you feel your orgasm nearing, she has you shift your position on the couch. <span class="lexi"><b>"Trust me,"</b></span> she says, pushing her ass against yours. <span class="lexi"><b>"You're going to love this."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexihandjob2.gif" width=450 /> With one hand, she presses your dicks together and starts to rapidly stroke them both. You let out a lewd moan, taken by the intensity of the feeling. Her large, bulbous cockhead totally dwarfs yours, and feels <i>perfect</i> as it wetly slides against your shaft, coated in saliva and precum. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh, Lexi! This feels <i>so good!</i>, I'm gonna... <i>oooooh</i>!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexihandjob3.gif" width=450 /> In the aftershock of your shared orgasm, you lie still, spent. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> keeps stroking your cock against hers, using your mixed semen as lube and drawing mewls of exhausted pleasure from you. <span class="lexi"><b>"Promise me, $femname."</b></span> she says, working your shaft with care. Her cock feels so warm, so right against yours. <span class="lexi"><b>"Promise me you'll get the tattoo."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I promise, Lexi. I promise I will."</b></span> \ <<else>><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> touches your chastity cage, surprised to find the contraption around your cock. You simply wink at her. <span class="pink"><b>"This evening's all about you."</b></span> You gently push <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> onto the couch, then pull up her skirt. Her rock-hard erection has already pushed its way out of her panties. Her smooth ballsack hangs just below it, peeking out of the satin material of her underwear. This close, you catch the scent of her cock. It has the usual musk of a penis, but her scent is also distinctly feminine. It's as unique as it is intoxicating. <span class="pink"><b>"I didn't know trans girls could <i>be</i> this big."</b></span> you say, starting to stroke her. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexihandjob4.gif" width=450 /> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> smirks. <span class="lexi"><b>"I'm happily average. I figured you were a bit slighter in size."</b></span> She licks her lips. <span class="lexi"><b>"I guess we know which one of us is in charge."</b></span> Nodding meekly, you pick up the pace of your strokes. There's something so <i>hot</i> about jerking a girlcock - especially <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span>. You love serving her, watching her moan in pleasure at your touch. It isn't long before her grips the sides of the couch, bracing for her orgasm. <span class="lexi"><b>"Faster!"</b></span> she moans, <span class="lexi"><b>"Faster - faster - <i>oh</i>!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexihandjob5.gif" width=450 /> Semen spurts out of her cock, some landing on her thighs, some landing on your chest. You keep tugging at her perfect penis, letting more cum dribble out of her, watching in fascination as her balls rhymthically contract and relax. In the quiet that follows, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> scoops up a glob of her semen, and sets her finger just above your lips. Somehow knowing exactly what she wants, you obidiently open your mouth. The next moment, the cum drips down past your lips. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexihandjob6.gif" width=450 /> It tastes mild, salty, and almost sweet - nearly like your own. Exactly what you'd expect from a feminine penis. <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> nods in approval. You get the distinct impression that was more than it just a bit of sex-play. It felt like an affirmation of your place in this relationship. Beneath her. The thought is enough for a drop of precum to drip out of your penis. <span class="lexi"><b>"Promise me, $femname."</b></span> she says, rubbing her cumsoaked finger against your lips. <span class="lexi"><b>"Promise me you'll get the tattoo."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I promise, Lexi. I promise I will."</b></span> <</if>>\ Once she's assured that you will, in fact, get the tattoo, the two of you clean up and get dressed, then leave the Cauldron together. Parting ways with a tender kiss, you're left to walk home on your own. The whole walk home, you wonder where you're going to get a trans flag tattoo on your body. You can't wait to show it to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Bella,"</b></span> you say, approaching the tattoo artist. <span class="pink"><b>"How's it-"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Just who I was looking for!" Bella</b></span> replies, pulling over a binder from her desk. <span class="ashley"><b>"I've got something to show you."</b></span> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bella3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Let me guess... the designs are ready?"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> looks genuinely surprised. <span class="ashley"><b>"Woah - talk about ESP. That's exactly what I was going to say."</b></span> Before you can break out laughing, <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> flips the binder over to a page with two designs. She points to the first one. <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"So this is like, the gender icon for trans. You got your male, your female, your everything. Then I look that color scheme - the pink, the blue - and I've kind of got it splashed throughout."</b></span> You're impressed. <span class="pink"><b>"It's like... 'I don't paint within the lines. I'm messy, but I'm proud of who I am,' right?"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> slaps your arm in delight. <span class="ashley"><b>"<i>Ahhhh!</i> That's totally right. Maybe we were sisters in a past life. That would actually explain a lot."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Would it?</i></span> you wonder, as <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span> points to the second design. <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist5.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"So this one's a bit more subtle. It's got the pink and blue, but now the flag is a butterfly's wings. Like, out of the caccoon - bam, here you are, transformed and beautiful."</b></span> You feel tingling in your stomach, looking at the two designs. They're both great - and you bet <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> will adore either one. <<if $lexisway gte 1>>After things got so sensual in the dressing room, you know that <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> is expecting you to deliver on your promise. The thought of showing her a trans tattoo is actually a bit arousing.<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Do I have to decide right this moment?"</b></span> <span class="ashley"><b>"Nope,"</b></span> says <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span>, passing you the binder. <span class="ashley"><b>"I've added them to my list of wrist tattoo designs. Just let me know when you're ready, girlfriend."</b></span> [[Return->Tapestry]] <<set $lexistatus = 12>>
You jog over to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> once you spot her at the bar. It's almost like she gets hotter and hotter each time you see her. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"Hey you,"</b></span> she says, getting out of her seat and leaning in for a kiss. After pecking your lips she casts a quick glance up and down your figure. <span class="lexi"><b>"Let's see it."</b></span> Grinning, start pulling up your skirt. <span class="pink"><b>"Maybe we sohuld do this somewhere more private.."</b></span> Her eyes widen in delight. <span class="lexi"><b>"No fucking way..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Hah! I'm just teasing!"</b></span> You flash your bare wrist at her. <span class="pink"><b>"Ta-da!"</b></span> <<if $tattoowrist eq 4>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist4.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowrist5.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> She runs her hand across the skin, admiring it. <span class="lexi"><b>"$femname, this is perfect."</b></span> Her eyes meet yours. <span class="lexi"><b>"No one's given you any trouble about this, right?"</b></span> You drop into the bar stool beside her. <span class="pink"><b>"None so far. Why, should I be worried?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Well, there are some assholes out there who might give you a hard time, but that's what my plan is all about: changing that."</b></span> You smile in anticipation. <span class="pink"><b>"So now I finally get to learn about the plan?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> takes out her phone, beckoning for you to look. <span class="lexi"><b>"Absolutely. Welcome to the inner circle, sweetheart."</b></span> <<if $lexisway gte 1>><i>Sweetheart.</i> Your heart races at the word. <</if>> [[Look at Lexi's phone.->Lexi 9 2]]
It's a webpage, clearly still under construction. What the first thing that fixes your eye is the big, bold title. <img src="Images/Cauldron/becomingme1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Becoming Me..."</b></span> you read, curious. <span class="pink"><b>"That's a... provocative image you have, beneath it."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> takes it as a compliment. <span class="lexi"><b>"It's is <i>meant</i> to be provocative. That and inspiring. And above all, honest. It's all about truth."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"So you're building a website?"</b></span> She laughs. <span class="lexi"><b>"A webpage, Snipchat - every kind of social media imaginable. We've even got a Subreddit - a thousand subscribers and counting."</b></span> That catches your attention. <span class="pink"><b>"One thousand? How? Everything's still under construction?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"Sure, but they loved the teaser." Lexi</b></span> jumps to the Subreddit. <span class="lexi"><b>"They got a taste, and now they want more."</b></span> You recognize the teaser. It's <i>you.</i> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiphone5.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"It's like I said before, $femname. You're the centerpiece. We're starting an enterprise promoting acceptance for trans women - and you're the face of Becoming Me."</b></span> You're too stunned to say much of anything. You figured the plan was <i>something</i> like this, but seeing it just makes you feel... public. Exposed. <span class="lexi"><b>"Ready for the next step?"</b></span> [[Next step->Lexi 9 3]]
At your slow nod, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> flips back to the Becoming Me homepage. <span class="lexi"><b>"The Becoming Me platform has two goals. First, teach people about trans women. Turn us from exotic mysteries to real, living breathing people. Second, inspire eggs to hatch."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Like I did."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> smiles her half-smile. <span class="lexi"><b>"Exactly. I've got big ideas, and already we've got some serious interest from your coming out video, but I need a bit of a starting investment."</b></span> You raise a brow. <span class="pink"><b>"You want money? I thought this was supposed to <i>earn</i> cash, not <i>cost</i> it."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> looks at you with just a bit of disappointment. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi17.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"It's an <i>investment</i>, $femname. We pay now, we earn later. I'm putting up two thousand dollars. I only need one thousand from you."</b></span> One thousand dollars is a lot of money. Especially when you have a father you need to keep alive. You wonder if you could convince <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> to put up more of the starting investment. You're only concern is, you're a touch worried about <i>owing</i> her something. She's already so assertive, so influential to you - she even convinced you to get a tattoo for her! If you do this, it might be hard to say no to her in the future. But <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> is kind of lovely. Why would you ever say to no to her? [[Agree to one thousand dollars->Lexi 9 4][$i = 1]] [[Convince her you should only pay half of that->Lexi 9 4][$i = 2]] <<set $i = 0>> <<set $lexicost = 1000>>
<<if $i eq 1>>After considering it for a moment, you nod your head. <span class="pink"><b>"Okay, one thousand dollars. I'll have it ready for you next time we meet at the Cauldron."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> takes your hand, grinning ear-to-ear. When she squeezes your fingers, you feel butterflies in your stomach. <span class="lexi"><b>"That's incredible, $femname. Becoming Me is another step closer to changing the world for girls like us, everywhere."</b></span> You raise your glass. <span class="pink"><b>"To Becoming Me."</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>"No,"</b></span> says <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. <span class="lexi"><b>"To you, sweetheart."</b></span> You and <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> spend the next hour grinding on the dancefloor. More than once, you find yourself rhymthically swaying your ass on <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> groin, reveling in the feeling of her hard cock pushing against you. By the time the Cauldron closes, the you're both sweating and both turned on. After one last kiss, you part ways. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexikiss1.jpg" width=450 /> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $lexistatus = 13>> \ <<else>>After considering it for a moment, you flutter your eyelashes at <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Is there any way I could convince you to lower my share of the cost to... five hundred?"</b></span> She catches your drift immediately, tilting her head with interest. <span class="lexi"><b>"Naughty, naughty... trying to charm your way through? I'll admit, I'm intrigued."</b></span> she gestures towards the stairs. <span class="lexi"><b>"Why don't we go to the dressing room and... negotiate?"</b></span> She takes your hand, and you follow along behind her. Faster than your footsteps is the frantic beat of your heart. Soon you're in the dressing room. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dressingroom.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"I have two conditions, sweetheart." Lexi</b></span> says, after shutting the door. <span class="lexi"><b>"First, you tell me that you're my bitch."</b></span> She lifts up her skirt. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexicock1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"And then you show me that you're my bitch."</b></span> Saliva fills your mouth. Without meaning to, you feel yourself drop to your knees. <span class="pink"><b>"Lexi, you know I'm your bitch..."</b></span> You crawl towards her cock. [[Show her->Lexi 9 5]] <</if>>
You place your hands on <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> thighs and lower yourself towards her cock, tongue sticking out and dripping with saliva. The moment you make contact with her turgid, throbbing head, you know you made the right decision. Her scent is intoxicating. Her taste, enthralling. Soon you have the head in your mouth. You can already taste her the bittesweet tang of her precum. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiblowjob1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="lexi"><b>"<i>Fuuuuck...</i>" Lexi</b></span> whispers, as you bob on her cock. Besides her passionate moaning, the only sound in the dressing room is the lewd slurping and sucking coming from your mouth. You lose yourself to the intimacy of the act. The submissiveness of it. <<if $chastity eq 1>>Trapped in its cage, your neglected cock dribbles precum into your panties.<<else>>Stiff and swollen, your small cock pushes against your panties.<</if>> <<if $toy neq "nude">>As your pace increases, you feel your buttplug each time your asshole clenches in pleasure.<<else>>As your pace increases, your asshole starts to clench and release in pleasure, driving you mad.<</if>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiblowjob1.gif" width=450 /> Soon enough, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> starts to shake. <span class="lexi"><b>"$femname! <i>Oooooooh-</i>!"</b></span> The first spurt shoots out so fast, you don't even taste it. You just feel the sticky heat of it coursing down your throat. You suck your way through <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi's</b></span> orgasm, swallowing as much cum as you can. <span class="lexi"><b>"Now tell me again," lexi</b></span> says, while half her load still sits in your mouth. <span class="lexi"><b>"Tell me your my bitch, sweetheart."</b></span> You say it with pleasure. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm your bitch, Lexi."</b></span> Cum drips out of your mouth with every word. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexiblowjob2.gif" width=400 /> <i>Snap!</i> You blink at the flash. <span class="pink"><b>"Did you just take a picture?"</b></span> <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> puts away her phone. <span class="lexi"><b>"Breathe easy, $femname. It's just for my spank bank."</b></span> You feel like you <i>should</i> be upset, but for five hundred dollars, <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> can have a lewd picture of you. You're almost glad she took it. <<if $lexisway gte 1>>You feel like you'd give <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> anything she asked for, right now.<</if>> After cleaning up and getting dressed, you and <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> part ways for the night. You can't wait to get Becoming Me off the ground... and serving <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> every step of the way. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $lexistatus = 13>> <<set $lexicost = 500>> <<set $lexisway += 1>>
You hop on the elliptical and get to work. You know how well this machine displays your tight, juicy ass. For that reason, you made sure to pick the machine closest to <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> line of sight. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout9.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Got your attention now, big boy?</i></span> But, glancing back every now and then, it appears that you very much <i>don't</i> have <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> attention. The man is in his own world. Strangely, you get the sense that he's more focused on whatever it is he's listening to than he is on his workout. <span class="pink"><i>What the hell are you listening to?</i></span> Eventually, it looks like <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> is wrapping up. You decide to finish up at the same time, going hard for thirty more seconds before shutting down the machine. <span class="cade"><b>"Hey girl," Cade</b></span> says, wiping down his equipment. <span class="cade"><b>"What's your name?"</b></span> You blink, a bit stunned he's actually talking to you. It's a bit more small-talk than true flirtation, but you'll take it. <span class="pink"><b>"$femname. And you're Cade."</b></span> The moment the words leave your lips, you cringe. <span class="pink"><i>Ugh know he knows I've stalked him.</i></span> But <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> seems unfazed. <span class="cade"><b>"You put in a solid effort there."</b></span> A smile picks at your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks... I guess I worked up a sweat."</b></span> As you speak, you roll up your sports bra to get a better look at your abs - and to give <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> a peek, too. <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit8.jpeg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Maybe I'll..."</b></span> when you glance up from your body, <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> already heading off towards the showers. <span class="pink"><b>"... see you around?"</b></span> A long, deflated sigh escapes you. That went <i>terribly</i>. You could have been made of potatoes, and <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> would have given you the same amount of polite attention. <span class="pink"><b>"I don't get it,"</b></span> you mumble, <span class="pink"><b>"What did I miss?"</b></span> Just then, you spot something that <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> left behind. A book. [[Investigate->Session with Todd Chastity Cade 3]]
You pick up the book, curious. <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Twelfth Night?"</b></span> you mutter, opening the book to it's first page. <span class="pink"><b>"Cade likes Shakespeare?"</b></span> On the inner cover, someone's written a note: <i>You floored us on Tuesday, <b>Midas</b>. I've never seen a man so young bring <b>Orsino</b> to life like that. Put your soul into this, and your future is bright indeed. - <b>Cassius</b></i> <span class="pink"><i>Well, that gave me even more questions, but no answers.</i></span> Who is Midas? And Orsino? And Cassius? None of the names ring a bell. The first page of the play provides another clue. <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Interesting... <i>very</i> interesting..."</b></span> It appears that <b>Orsino</b> is in fact a character in the play <i>Twelfth Night</i>. And, judging by the highlights all over his lines, <b>Midas</b> is the actor playing him. And then it hits you. <span class="cade"><b>Midas</b></span> <i>is</i> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> is in a play! The revelation is a bit scandalous. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, alpha-male and star quarterback on the university football team... does community theatre. Maybe this bit of knowledge is best kept secret. You're not sure what to do with this information, but for now you decide to keep <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> book. At the very least, it'll give you the chance to talk to him again... [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 2>>
When you wander over to <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> usual workout spot, you're happy to see him there. Only this time, he isn't working out. Instead, he's rummaging through through a pile of yoga mats, a determined look to his face. <span class="pink"><b>"Looking for something?"</b></span> you ask, the book hidden behind your back. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> just keeps rummaging around, either not hearing you or ignoring you entirely. You sigh. <span class="pink"><b>"Looking for something, <i>Midas</i>?"</b></span> That gets his attention. He looks at you - really <i>looks</i> at you - for the first time, his stare intent but unreadable. Your heart races. <img src="Images/Gym/cade2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="cade"><b>"Say that again?"</b></span> You feel the beginning of a smile on your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"You heard me, <i>Midas</i>."</b></span> you say, revealing the book. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> stares up at the ceiling - or heaven - and cups his hands over his mouth. <span class="cade"><b>"What kind of a girl steals books-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"-Slow your role, I didn't steal anything. I <i>found</i> something you left behind."</b></span> You toss it over to him. <span class="pink"><b>"And now I'm giving it back."</b></span> He catches the book with one hand, flips through a few pages, then looks back at you. This time, he's at least a little curious. <span class="cade"><b>"... Well... thank you. Sorry if I got a little heated, there."</b></span> To that, you shrug. <span class="pink"><b>"We've all got something to hide."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> looks around to make sure no one's watching, then steps close to you. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, he's tall.</i></span> <span class="cade"><b>"This isn't going to turn into some bullshit blackmail situation, is it? Tell me you're better than that, $femname."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"No blackmail, but I expect a little gift. You know, as a thank you."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> raises a brow. [[Make your request->Cade 2 2]]
You stare at him, praying you look serious and just a little bit sexy. <img src="Images/Gym/face1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I want a date. With you."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> rolls not just his eyes, but his neck and shoulders, too. <span class="cade"><b>"Listen, girl. Cute as you might be, I've got class, football-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"-And lines to memorize."</b></span> you add in, enjoying how his eyes widen at those words. <span class="cade"><b>"I-" Cade</b></span> nearly says something, then relents with a sigh. <span class="cade"><b>"You're good. You're real good."</b></span> He packs the book into his bag. <span class="cade"><b>"Meet me on campus. Any weekday evening. Just a quick text and I'll be there."</b></span> After telling him your number, he sends you a text so you have his. <span class="pink"><b>"Would it be poor form to list you under 'Midas?'"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"A comedienne, too?" Cade</b></span> shakes his head, smiling all the while. <span class="cade"><b>"Cade is fine, thanks."</b></span> And just like that, he starts heading off. <span class="pink"><b>"What about your workout?"</b></span> He doesn't answer, but just after he leaves you get a text. <span class="note"><span class="cade"><b>"Already late for rehearsal. Be sure to wear something nice on date night."</b></span></span> [[Start your workout->Cade 2 3]]
As you pump some serious iron, you think about what you've learned about <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>. With a few words to the wrong person, you could totally mess up his life. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout3.gif" width=450 /> But despite having that kind of leverage over him, you don't want to do that. You were expecting a tough guy douche bag with rock hard abs and big dick. Instead, <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> seems serious, polite, and ambitious in all kinds of different ways. You kind of... <i>like</i> him. <span class="pink"><i>I won this first date by luck alone. But now I have a chance to show him someone worth pining for...</i></span> You can't wait. [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 3>>
After texting <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> that you're waiting by the student services center, you stand there, nervous. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I hope he likes my outfit...</i></span> <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate1.jpg" width=450 /> After about ten minutes you start pacing. He stood you up. The bastard actually stood you up- And then you see him. <span class="pink"><b>"No fucking way..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate2.jpg" width=450 /> Glasses. Turtleneck. A surprisingly hip and polished sense of style. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> just keeps surprising you. <span class="cade"><b>"Let me guess,"</b></span> he says, reading your look, <span class="cade"><b>"You expected me to come in a uniform? Helmet on and everything?"</b></span> You stutter out your response. <span class="pink"><b>"I - I don't know. I just <i>didn't</i>-"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"All the world's a stage, $femname." Cade</b></span> says, offering you his hand. <span class="cade"><b>"You've got to dress the part."</b></span> You take his hand in your own. His palm is calloused and warm, his grip protective. <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate3.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"And what part are you playing right now?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Well, this get-up is for my studies. Can't have people thinking I'm just some fool strolling through class on a sports scholarship."</b></span> He dusts off his jacket. <span class="cade"><b>"So right now I'm a student. Well-to-do. Focused. Erudite."</b></span> That... makes sense, actually. <span class="pink"><b>"And at the gym?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Passionate. Distant. I want to be seen - star quarterback at the regular old gym, that's a good reputation to build. But I don't want to be bothered."</b></span> The corner of his lips curl. <span class="cade"><b>"Truth is, I spend the whole time listening to monologues from old Shakespeare recordings. Gotta get the inflections right."</b></span> He glances at you. <span class="cade"><b>"Your turn. What part are you playing, at the gym?"</b></span> [[You're not sure how to answer that.->Cade 3 2]]
You decide not to answer. <span class="pink"><b>"I have a feeling <i>you</i> already have an idea."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> let's out a brief laugh. Just a single <i>'Hah!'</i> <span class="cade"><b>"Maybe I do. Those booty shorts, that top. The way you push yourself to the limit every time..."</b></span> He slows his pace. <span class="cade"><b>"You're fighting, $femname. That's what I see. You're fighting to prove that you belong. Like, you almost don't believe that sexy thing in the gym mirrors is you."</b></span> You're too stunned to speak. He read you like a book. Thankfully, <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> keeps talking. <span class="cade"><b>"They've got a term for that, you know? Imposter Syndrome. I love the hustle, $femname, but you don't have to prove nothing, right? That <i>is</i> you in the mirror. And here we are."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate4.jpg" width=450 /> You blink, amazed. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> had been leading you through campus, out into the garden area. Now you're in a secluded little spot near the horticulture building. <span class="cade"><b>"Pulled a few strings with some culinary students," Cade</b></span> explains, pulling back your seat for you. <span class="cade"><b>"Not bad, right?"</b></span> You sit down, smoothing out your skirt. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm more than a little impressed, yeah."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Hey, the lady wants a date, the lady <i>gets</i> a date. My mama raised me right."</b></span> Not a moment later, a server comes with a bottle of wine. <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate5.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="cade"><b>"So,"</b></span> says <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, after tasting the wine and nodding to the server. <span class="cade"><b>"Tell me. Who is $femname, anyway?"</b></span> [[The date begins->Cade 3 3]]
As the sun sets over the university campus, you and <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> get to know one another. You find answering his questions surprisingly easy. No mention of you only recently becoming a woman - or discovering that you were always a woman - just snippets of your childhood, your studies, your job. <span class="cade"><b>"The Cauldron? Really?" Cade</b></span> nods, his face pinched with consideration. <span class="cade"><b>"Isn't that place a little... trashy?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Maybe some drunk idiots get grabby, but it tips well."</b></span> You smirk. <span class="pink"><b>"Besides, who said I wasn't a little trashy?"</b></span> And then you feel the time is right. <span class="pink"><b>"Okay, I've got to know. Midas? Shakespeare? Who are <i>you</i>, Cade?"</b></span> He lets out a long sigh. Just as he does, his leg slips a bit forwards, brushing yours. That's enough to send a jolt of warmth through your body, centered on your small clitty. <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="cade"><b>"This stays between us, yeah?"</b></span> You nod, your foot resting on his hardened calf. <span class="cade"><b>"I'm an actor. That's who I am, bedrock level. I just so happen to be damned good at football, and football just so happens to be paying me to get a degree."</b></span> He glances off into the distance, his face taking on that same determined look from the gym. <span class="cade"><b>"But that life's not for me. Not forever, at least. Maybe a few years playing professional, get a couple million in the bank, and then I'm out."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It makes us do crazy stupid things some times,"</b></span> you say, looking down. <span class="pink"><b>"Money, I mean."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Amen." Cade</b></span> replies, flashing you a bright smile. <span class="cade"><b>"I didn't even mean to get hooked into this play. But I stumbled onto the audition and... well, shit, I felt <i>alive</i>. Now I'm hooked. Just call me Duke Orsino."</b></span> [[Ask him about Midas->Cade 3 4]]
<span class="pink"><b>"And Midas?"</b></span> you ask, as your foot drifts just a bit higher up his thigh. <span class="pink"><b>"Who's he?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"The director gave all of us nicknames. You know, from old history and myth. So he's Cassius, and I'm Midas."</b></span> He winks. <span class="cade"><b>"Every line I touch turns to gold."</b></span> You laugh at his sudden cheesiness, causing your foot to slip. <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> just blinks, surprised, as you struggle to find your footing and slide off his groin. In those few moments, though, you get a good feeling for what's between his legs. Even flaccid, he's <i>big</i>. Like a thick, warm snake, stuck to his thigh. Just the thought of it has your tiny balls clench in excitment, and an embarassing drop of precum dribbles out of your small, pale penis. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm <i>so</i> sorry, I didn't-"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> waves away your concern. <span class="cade"><b>"Relax, it's no biggie."</b></span> But then he asks, <span class="cade"><b>"Did it meet your expectations?"</b></span> Your eyes flash in surprise - and embarassment. <span class="pink"><b>"What are you talking about?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> laughs, then finishes his wine. <span class="cade"><b>"Come on, you wouldn't be the first cute white girl that wants to 'try out' some sad black guy just so you can have a fun story to tell your friends in ten years. It's almost a rite of passage."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh, very bold, Mr. Midas."</b></span> You lean in. <span class="pink"><b>"But that assumes that I haven't been with a black guy, <i>and</i> that Iwant to try you out."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Am I wrong?"</b></span> It's your turn to laugh. <span class="pink"><b>"You think I'd kiss and tell? Sorry, Midas. My lips are sealed."</b></span> It's then that the server comes to clear your plates. [[Seems the date is over->Cade 3 5]]
<span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, always a gentleman, walks you not just out of campus, but right to your apartment. <span class="cade"><b>"I'll be honest,"</b></span> he says, his hand in yours, <span class="cade"><b>"The date was better than I thought. Maybe you're pretty cool."</b></span> While fireworks go off in your stomach, you decide to play it smooth. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, you're not half-bad yourself."</b></span> He stops at a street corner. He's still holding your hand. <span class="cade"><b>"Trouble is, I've got no time for dates. Or for girls, really. Got two lives I need to excel at. So,"</b></span> He glances at your apartment. <img src="Images/University/outsidenight.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="cade"><b>"This is goodbye."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Oh, like hell it is...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Wait."</b></span> You take out your phone and show him the screen. <span class="cade"><b>"It's... a PDF of <i>Twelfth Night</i>?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You want to practice your lines at the gym - well, I'll be your practice buddy. You be Orsino, I'll be..."</b></span> You quickly glance at your phone. <span class="pink"><b>"Viola! I'll be Viola."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Well-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I already know your secret, Cade. Let me help. They're not dates, they're... practice sessions."</b></span> He stares up at the sky, as if looking for an answer from heaven. <span class="cade"><b>"Deal. But I want to be very clear - this is purely professional. Acting, you know? Think you can do that?"</b></span> You shrug, pleased with his decision. <span class="pink"><b>"Sure, try me."</b></span> And that's exactly what he does. <img src="Images/Gym/cadekiss1.jpg" width=450 /> All at once, his lips are over yours, kissing you softly, tenderly. Your heart leaps. Warm floods your limbs and grows between your hips. And then he pulls back, and eyes you carefully. <span class="cade"><b>"So when Orsino and Viola kiss, you'll keep it professional?"</b></span> You take a moment to catch your breath. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh... yeah. For sure. Just call me Ms. Professional."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Alright, Ms. P. See you at the gym."</b></span> And just like that, <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> wanders off into the night. <span class="pink"><i>...Mission accomplished.</i></span> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $oliviaquest = 4>>
Before your first practice session with <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, you spend a bit more time than usual putting yourself together in the locker room. This, of course a <i>purely professional</i> line reading session... but that doesn't mean you can't look good. <img src="Images/Gym/gymoutfit9.jpg" width=400 /> Just when you mean to leave the locker room, a familiar face stops you in the hall. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Hey $femname!" Olivia</b></span> says, cheery as always. <span class="mom"><b>"You're looking ever sexier than usual. Special occasion?"</b></span> You feel yourself blushing. <span class="pink"><b>"Nope - just going to do my usual workout."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Fun!"</b></span> She follows you out of the locker room. <span class="mom"><b>"Can I join?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Oh, come on, <b>Olivia</b>...</i></span> You touch her lower arm. <span class="pink"><b>"Maybe next time? I just need to do my own thing today."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Totally. I <i>totally</i> get that." Olivia</b></span> skips off ahead of you, towards the smoothie bar. <span class="mom"><b>"Enjoy!"</b></span> At that very moment, your phone buzzes. <span class="note"><span class="cade"><b>"Meet me at change room IR."</b></span></span> IR - interior right. You're pretty sure that change room is currently undergoing renovations. So it'll be empty. [[Head to IR->Cade 4 2]]
You slip inside the change room, locking the door behind you. <img src="Images/Gym/changeroom.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Nice place."</b></span> you say, taking slow steps towards <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>. He's in his workout gear, his well-used copy of <i>Twelfth Night</i> in hand. <span class="cade"><b>"Act one, Scene four. You ready?"</b></span> You flip to page on your phone. You'd done a quick scan of it the night before, a bit aghast by the amount of lines for <span class="pink"><b>Viola</b></span>. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> never told you she was the leading lady! <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Actually, I've got a question."</b></span> He sets down his book. <span class="cade"><b>"Ask, then."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Viola enters the scene is man's attire."</b></span> You raise a brow. <span class="pink"><b>"She's crossdressing?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"You didn't study the play in high school?"</b></span> To that, you give an innocent shrug. <span class="pink"><b>"Didn't pay much attention in English class."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> gives you a long, measuring look. <span class="cade"><b>"You can't read Viola's lines if you don't understand her character. You down for a bit of Viola 101?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Teach me, oh teacher!"</b></span> [[Viola 101->Cade 4 3]]
<span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> stays silent for a moment, as if drawing some vast reserve of wisdom from his mind. <span class="cade"><b>"Some people say Twelfth Night is a story of deception. Other say it's a love story. Both are right."</b></span> He gestures to you. <span class="cade"><b>"Viola begins the play shipwrecked, and thinks her brother is dead. Fearing what strangers might do to a lone woman, she takes the guise of a man, Cesario."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> seems to grow taller, the more he speaks. He has a timbre to his voice, a grandeur, that effortlessly draws you in. <span class="cade"><b>"As Cesario, she meets the Duke Orsino. The Duke is hopelessly in love with the reclusive Lady Olivia, and sends Cesario to speak to her on his behalf. Here's where it gets interesting."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>It got interesting at the crossdressing bit,</i></span> you think. <span class="cade"><b>"Olivia falls in love with Cesario, not realizing Cesario is in fact a woman, Viola. Viola in turn is in love with Orsino, who thinks he is a man. See - it's a love triangle, twisted around the concept of gender."</b></span> It strikes a vague resemblance to your own curious tale. <span class="pink"><b>"Is Viola doing something wrong, dressing as someone else?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> smiles. <span class="cade"><b>"Does a new name, or new clothes, make you a liar? Does Midas on stage somehow lessen Cade on the football field? I think Shakespeare's saying it doesn't matter."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And what does Orsino think, when he learns Cesario's truth?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"They're married at the end - Orsino and Viola. And I kinda love that." Cade</b></span> laughs, and taps the book to his forehead. <span class="cade"><b>"Orsino married Viola, but it was Cesario he fell in love with. You know - the person as a whole, not what's on top."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"...so, love is a greater force than gender?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> slowly nods. <span class="cade"><b>"Now you've got it."</b></span> He points at you. <span class="cade"><b>"Think you can play a woman, pretending to be a man?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I've been doing that my whole life...</i></span> [[Practice begins->Cade 4 4]]
In the dim quiet of change room IR, you and <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> run through scene upon scene. Sometimes you simply read lines, sometimes you get into the swing of it, and act out the directions from the page. It is the strangest, loveliest way you've ever spent <<if $time eq "Morning">>a morning<<else>>an evening<</if>> at the gym. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> is an absolute talent. The man <i>is</i> <span class="cade"><b>Orsino</b></span> - full of pomp and poetry, passion and delusion. Just watching him dance through a monologue is a wonder. <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay5.jpg" width=400 /> And then it seems the session is over. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> starts gathering his things, when you ask: <span class="pink"><b>"And what about the kiss?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> glances at you, confused. <span class="cade"><b>"We're still in Act one."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And that night on the street corner? What Act were we in then?"</b></span> you take a few steps closer to him, marveling at how damned tall he is. He eyes the ceiling. <span class="cade"><b>"What happened to Ms. Professional?"</b></span> You ignore him. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey Midas - if you touch me, would I turn to gold?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Oh, girl..."</b></span> He barks a single laugh. <span class="cade"><b>"You did not just say that."</b></span> Beneath you skirt, <<if $chastity eq 1>>your clitty strains against its cage<<else>>your clitty pushes against your panties<</if>>. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> watches you intensely, his breathing tight. Just when you're about to touch his face, you stop. <span class="pink"><b>"On second thought..."</b></span> You turn around. Then <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> grabs your hand. <span class="pink"><i>Gotcha.</i></span> [[Face him->Cade 4 5]]
He's all over you. <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> hands run along your body, groping and squeezing your chest and ass. His tongue is on your lips, your teeth, your cheek. His kisses are wild. Passionate. <span class="cade"><b>Orsino's</b></span> kisses. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Gym/cadekiss1.mp4"></video> You lose yourself to his touch, returning his affection. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is the last thing on your mind, and the same with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. For now, your whole world is centered on the man before you, and his perfect lips. Soon you feel something thick and warm against your hip. <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> massive erection, pressing against his pants. It feels like it could be longer and thicker than your forearm. Just when you reach for it, he pulls back. <span class="cade"><b>"You and your temptations..."</b></span> he says, breathing heavily, his fingers still running down your hair. <span class="cade"><b>"Lord have mercy."</b></span> He takes a deep breath to stabilize his will, then leaves you in the change room. At the threshold, he says, <span class="cade"><b>"We've a lot more to practice..."</b></span> You gaze at him, still catching your breath. <span class="pink"><b>"Lines, or... other things?"</b></span> Laughing, <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> leaves you. <<if $chastity eq 1>>The moment he's gone, you lift your skirt, gasping in pleasure and frustration as your locked clitty leaks copious amounts of precum onto the floor. <img src="Images/Gym/drip1.gif" width=400 /> <<else>>The moment he's gone, you lift your skirt, gasping in pleasure. Your clitty is so hard, you know just a single stroke will send you over the edge. Instead, you spit on two fingers and thrust them as deep as your can into your boypussy. After just a few rhymthic thrusts up your eager asshole, you cum. Hard. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Gym/drip2.mp4"></video><</if>> [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 5>>
Like usual, you find <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> in the IR change room. He's quietly practicing lines, but looks up when arrive. <img src="Images/Gym/cade2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="cade"><b>"Ready to practice, Ms. P?"</b></span> You nod, but as you do you start undoing your sports bra. <span class="pink"><b>"What?"</b></span> you say at <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> look. <span class="pink"><b>"It's humid in here. Besides, you're shirtless."</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"I'm a guy. And this isn't professional."</b></span> You stare at him, your breasts exposed. <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Well, Midas, let's see how you do with a little of distraction. Let's see how professional you really are."</b></span> Thankfully, it appears that <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> is up to the challenge. For the next two hours, you trade lines with him, running through much of Acts two and three. For the first hour, he's perfectly professional, but as time goes on his gaze begins to slip to your chest. You can see the effect you're having on him. [[Keep going->Cade 5 2]]
With every passing moment, <span class="cade"><b>Cade's</b></span> discipline fractures. The room is hot, and sweat beads upon your perky breasts. Eventually, he just starts saying his lines directly to them. Before you know it, he's holding you. <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay7.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="cade"><b>"Your dangerous, Ms. P."</b></span> he whispers, is breath hot against your neck. <span class="cade"><b>"When did you get so dangerous?"</b></span> Just as your lips graze his, he pulls back. <span class="cade"><b>"Football practice. I should go before you break me,"</b></span> he says, stepping away from you - but not before you get a glimpse of his massive hard-on. <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay8.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Well, one of us is definitely going to be broken...</i></span> Just before he leaves, <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> says, <span class="cade"><b>"By the way, I think you keep your top off all the time. I think it helps."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Only if you lose your bottoms."</b></span> you counter, smiling deviously. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> considers it for a moment, then heads out the door. [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <<set $oliviaquest = 6>>
Like usual, you find <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> in the IR change room. He's quietly practicing lines, but looks up when arrive. <img src="Images/Gym/cade.jpg" width=400 /> Like usual, the first thing you do is remove your top. <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> <i>always</i> get to admire your tits while you practice. <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate2.gif" width=400 /> Then he hooks his hands into his gym shorts and pulls them down. Your heart leaps, spotting his huge black cock. <img src="Images/Gym/cadedate3.gif" width=400 /> The lines practice becomes a careful dance, as you two fight to focus on <i>Twelfth Night</i> while being intensely aware of each other's bodies. By the end of the first hour, your panties are sticky and wet with precum, and both of your breathing has become tighter than before. [[Keep going->Cade 6 2]]
It always ends the same way. You naked to your waist, <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> entirely nude. His massive cock, hanging erect between you and him. The space btween you getting smaller with every step. <img src="Images/Gym/cadeplay9.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="cade"><b>"That's enough for now, Ms. P."</b></span> he says, pulling away from you. You watch him go, burning with desire. <span class="pink"><b>"How long can you keep this up, Midas?"</b></span> <span class="cade"><b>"Just watch me."</b></span> The door falls shut. <span class="pink"><i>One of these days, you'll take me,</i></span> you think, rubbing your <<if $chastity eq 1>>locked up clitty in vain<<else>>rubbing your clitty with your thumb, bringing about a quick, messy orgasm in your panties<</if>>. <span class="pink"><i>I just hope you like what you find beneath <b>Viola's</b> skirt.</i></span> [[Take a shower->Session with Todd Chastity Close]] <b><i>Note: This concludes Cade's story for v0.4!</i></b> <<set $oliviaquest = 7>>
You approach the car, uncertain as to what the man wants. <img src="Images/Home/whoring.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Hey little lady, what's on the menu tonight?"</b></span> the man asks once you stop beside his opened window. He's a greasy, middle-aged fellow. If he wasn't so bald, he might be a bit attractive. <span class="pink"><b>"What are you talking about?"</b></span> you ask, feeling a bit nervous. <span class="blue"><b>"A lady dressed like you, walking the street alone? Come on, you're, ah... working oldest profession, right?"</b></span> You flip him off, and keep walking. <span class="pink"><b>"No way - you've got the wrong idea."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I'll pay good money just for a little wanking material!"</b></span> You glance back, confused. The man sees your indecision and pulls out some cash from his pocket. <span class="blue"><b>"Twenty-five dollars just for a quick tit flash. Come on, lady, it's easy money."</b></span> You definitely need all the cash you can get... but isn't this prostitution? It's illegal! And yet... there's something <i>exciting</i> about the thought... what's the harm in flashing your breasts? It's not like you're having sex with him... [[Head home before you make a bad decision->Your Bedroom]] [[Return to the car->Whore Flash]] <b>Whore Status:</b> <span class="boss">Uninitiated</span> <<set $whoreflashcount = 0>> <<set $whorehandcount = 0>> <<set $whoreblowcount = 0>> <<set $whoresexcount = 0>> <<set $whorestatus = 0>> <<set $whoretotal = 0>>
You approach the car, feeling a little bit nervous... and maybe a bit excited. <img src="Images/Home/whoring.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $whoreflashcount lte 3>>It's a different man than last time.<</if>><<if $whoreflashcount eq 2>> He's an older man with wide, almost frightened eyes.<<elseif $whoreflashcount eq 3>> He's a young guy, maybe twenty-five, with a bit of a pot-belly and a double chin.<<else>> It's that young guy again. It seems you've gotten yourself a regular.<</if>> <<if $whoreflashcount eq 2>><span class="blue"><b>"You're not a... a cop, are you? You legally have to tell the truth if you are."</b></span><<elseif $whoreflashcount eq 3>><span class="blue"><b>"Hey... have I seen you on campus?"</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Hey campus girl. How are those tits doing?"</b></span><</if>> <<if $whoreflashcount eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"I'm just a working girl. You interested, or no?"</b></span><<elseif $whoreflashcount eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"I don't think so."</b></span> you say, though chances are the guy's right. There's only the one university in the city.<<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Better now that you're around."</b></span><</if>> <<if $whoreflashcount eq 2>><span class="blue"><b>"Okay, okay,"</b></span> He glances behind you, to make sure the two of you are alone. <span class="blue"><b>"What are you selling tonight?"</b></span><<elseif $whoreflashcount eq 3>><span class="blue"><b>"Really? Weird."</b></span> He shrugs. <span class="blue"><b>"I hear there's a girl flashing her tits for thirty bucks here. That you?"</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Fuck I'm already hard. You're like, better than porn."</b></span><</if>> <<if $whoreflashcount eq 2>>You grope your breasts suggestively. <span class="pink"><b>"Just to look, not to touch. Thirty bucks."</b></span><<elseif $whoreflashcount eq 3>>You grope your breasts suggestively. <span class="pink"><b>"You heard right. But the money comes first."</b></span><<else>>You grope your breasts suggestively. <span class="pink"><b>"Come and pay me, then. I can't wait to see you jerk off..."</b></span><</if>> <img src="Images/Home/whoreflashstart.gif" width=400 /> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Change your mind and head home->Your Bedroom]] [[Take the money->Whore Flash 2]]
You approach the car, feeling a little bit excited. <img src="Images/Home/whoring.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $whoreset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $whorechoice = $whoreset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $whorechoice eq 1>> It's your regular - the young, somewhat chubby guy with a boyish face and a double chin. Your smile as you see him is mostly genuine - he's friendly and trustworthy. Two good qualities for the client of a whore. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey, $femname."</b></span> he says, as you lean against the driver side window and give him a nice view of your cleavage. <img src="Images/Home/whoreflash.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"You're looking good tonight."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You're sweet,"</b></span> you reply, winking at him. <span class="pink"><b>"What are you looking for tonight?"</b></span> He smiles sheepishly. <span class="blue"><b>"Just a little company, a little stress relief. Whatever you're in the mood for, $femname."</b></span> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Take off your top and let him jerk off->Whore Flash 2]] [[Get in the car and give him a handjob->Whore Hand 2][$i = 1]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $whorechoice eq 2>> It's the guy <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> introduced you to - the lean programmer with the thick cock. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey $femname, you selling tonight?"</b></span> You smirk. <span class="pink"><b>"I don't walk this street for my own good health. Does Rachel know you're talking to me? I don't want to step on her turf."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Sometimes a guy needs a little variety. Plus you've got really delicate hands."</b></span> He slaps the passenger seat. <span class="blue"><b>"Come on, let's go for a drive."</b></span> As you round the car to the passenger door, you wonder what to offer him. <img src="Images/Home/whoring2.jpg" width=400 /> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Get in the car and give him a handjob->Whore Hand 2][$i = 2]] [[Get in the car and let him touch you wherever he wants->Whore Touch 1]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $whorechoice eq 3>> The car has two men inside, both dressed alike. They look like waiters at a three-star restaurant. <span class="pink"><b>"You two just getting off work?"</b></span> you ask, leaning against the car. <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah, and now we're looking to get off."</b></span> says the one in the driver's seat. <span class="blue"><b>"You good with two at once? I like a girl who can multitask."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Two at once... am I up for it?</i></span> <img src="Images/Home/whoring3.jpg" width=400 /> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Get in the car and give two handjobs at once->Whore Hand 2][$i = 3]] [[Get in the car and give one a handjob, while the other gets to watch->Whore Hand 2][$i = 4]] <</if>> <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $whoreblowcount eq 0>>You enter <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire's</b></span> car, curious as to what working as a whore for a pimp will be like. Safer than going alone, you hope. <span class="todd"><b>"You look cute as a cupcake, $femname," Sapphire</b></span> says, starting the engine and accelerating down the street. <span class="todd"><b>"You go to a professional for that make up?"</b></span> You feel yourself blush. <span class="pink"><b>"I, um, work with this girl who's great with makeup."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Send her my regards." Sapphire</b></span> replies, pulling onto the main thoroughfare. <img src="Images/Home/driving1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"This is your first night, so I'll walk you through it nice and easy."</b></span> She pulls a cigarette from her pocket and sets it to her lips. There it remains, unlit. <span class="todd"><b>"I'm going to give you a license plate number, then drop you off at a corner. Client will pick you up in the next minute. Your job is to make sure the license plate matches. Don't get in unless it does."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Makes sense. I can do that."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"'Course you can. The client will take you to an alley, you'll get a text from me with what they paid for. You follow that text to the letter, then the client drops you off at the same corner. I'll be parked close by. You scream, I'll come running."</b></span> Just as she finishes speaking, the car comes to a stop at a quiet street corner. It's basically deserted. Once <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> gives you the license plate to look for, you open the door to leave. <span class="todd"><b>"$femname?"</b></span> your pimp says, causing you to turn back around. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah?"</b></span> She sighs. <span class="todd"><b>"Pump at that cleavage game. You're a whore, not a nun."</b></span> You do as she says, pulling down your dress until she nods. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Perfect."</b></span> In no time at all, you're out of <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire's</b></span> car and into your client's. Just as he pulls into the alley, you get a text. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Nice and simple for your first night: suck his cock."</b></span></span> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Suck your client's cock->Whore Blow 1][$i = 1]] <<else>> \ You enter <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire's</b></span> car, ready for another night working as a prostitute. Without a word shared between you, she drives you towards the usual street corner. <img src="Images/Home/driving1.gif" width=400 /> After a quick slap to your ass, <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> drops you off and speeds away. <<set $whoreset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $whorechoice = $whoreset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $whorechoice eq 1>> You recognize the license plate immediately - it's your regular, the chubby guy with a chubby dick. Genuinely happy to see him, you smile and wave as he pulls to a stop. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey, $femname,"</b></span> he says, as you lean against the driver side window and give him a nice view of your cleavage. <img src="Images/Home/whoreflash.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Hey you!"</b></span> you say as you hop into the car. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm so excited to see you - you wouldn't believe how much."</b></span> He smiles, bashful. <span class="blue"><b>"I come as often as I can, honestly."</b></span> Once he pulls over in the alleyway, you get your text from <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"This guy must really like you! All he wants is for you to pretend to be his girlfriend."</b></span></span> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Make out with him and get him off->Whore Blow 1][$i = 2]] [[Go to a bar and him a girlfriend experience->Whore Blow 1][$i = 3]] <<elseif $whorechoice eq 2>> You recognize the license plate quickly. It's the guy <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> introduced you to - the lean programmer with the thick cock. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey $femname,"</b></span> he says as you enter his car. <span class="blue"><b>"I've been waiting for this all day. Sapphire says I was lucky to book you."</b></span> You smirk. <span class="pink"><b>"What, Rachel wasn't available?"</b></span> He sets his hand on your inner thigh, close enough to feel your penis<<if $chastity eq 1>>, locked in its cage<<else>>, so small that it barely peeks out past your balls when you're sitting down.<</if>> <img src="Images/Home/whorehand3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck...</i></span> you think, immediately getting aroused. <span class="pink"><i>Why do I love it when guys handsy without my permission?</i></span> Once he pulls over in the alleyway, you get your text from <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Pretend you're his mother. Have fun!"</b></span></span> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Let him suck on your tits while you get him off->Whore Blow 1][$i = 4]] [[Do a little role play and suck his cock->Whore Blow 1][$i = 5]] <<elseif $whorechoice eq 3>> Upon getting into your client's car, you recognize his face. <img src="Images/Gym/costumeclerk.jpg" width=350 /> It's the clerk<<if $chastityquest gte 10>> and locksmith<</if>> from the costume store. <span class="blue"><b>"Sifa Clockheart,"</b></span> he says, giving you a long, hungry stare from behind his glasses. <span class="blue"><b>"We meet again."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm starting to think you have a crush on me."</b></span> He chuckles, then turns the car into the parking lot of a sleazy motel. <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah, something like that..."</b></span> he mumbles, just as you get a text from <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"He rented out a room on his own dime, and he wants to shoot a video of you getting yourself off... in costume."</b></span></span> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Make a solo video->Whore Solo 1]] <<elseif $whorechoice eq 4>> Upon getting into your client's car, you recognize his face. <img src="Images/Home/storemanager.jpg" width=400 /> It's the store manager from Epiphany - the man who gave you free clothes during your first time crossdressing outside. <span class="blue"><b>"$femname, a pleasure as always."</b></span> he says, as his car pulls away from the curb. <span class="blue"><b>"Such an exotic body like yours should be shared with the world. I was overjoyed when I saw you on Sapphire's list."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You really know how to sweet-talk a girl, don't you?"</b></span> you say, just as you get a text from <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Three words: rim his asshole."</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><i>A rimjob?</i></span> Oddly enough, your mouth waters. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I'm such a dirty slut...</i></span> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Give your client a rimjob->Whore Blow 1][$i = 6]] <</if>><</if>> <<set $i = 0>>
<<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="pink"><i>Oh my God,</i></span> you think, taking the money and slipping it into your purse.<span class="pink"><i>I'm actually doing this.</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>Okay,</i></span> you think, taking the money and slipping it into your purse.<span class="pink"><i>Time to give the client what he wants.</i></span><</if>> As the man eagerly stares, <<if $whorestatus lte 1>>you take a deep breath<<else>>you wink<</if>> and lift your top. <img src="Images/Home/whoreflash.gif" width=250 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck yes..."</b></span> the guy says, immediately whipping out his dick and jerking off. <<if $whorestatus eq 0>>You close your eyes, not wanting to think too hard about what you're doing, or to watch the guy rub one out. It's bad enough that you're selling yourself on the steet without seeing the grisly details.<<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>>It makes you feel cheap and uncomfortable, having your tits out on the street while a stranger rubs one out. <span class="pink"><i>Is this the kind of person I am? The kind of woman?</i></span> You remind yourself you're just doing it for the money. And yet... the risk of being caught <i>is</i> a bit of a turn on.<<else>>At this point, you're used to using your body to make money. Having a stranger rub one out to your sexy, girly body doesn't bother you. In fact, it turns you on.<</if>> Your client doesn't last very long. <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck!"</b></span> he shouts, blowing his load all over himself. <img src="Images/Home/whoreflashcum.gif" width=400 /> Once he finishes, he quickly rolls up his window and takes off. <<if $whorestatus eq 0>>You watch him go, still not quite comprehending what just happened. <span class="pink"><i>Does this make me a prostitute?</i></span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>>You pull your top over your tits, feeling both ashamed and kind of horny.<<else>>You pull your top over your tits, feeling naughty and super turned on.<</if>> [[Clean up->Whore Close 1]] <<set $money += 30>> <<set $whoreflashcount += 1>> <<set $i = "flash">> <<if ($whorestatus eq 0) and ($whoreflashcount eq 2)>><<set $whorestatus = 1>><</if>>
You approach the car, feeling all kinds of nervous. <img src="Images/Home/whoring.jpg" width=500 /> It's the same man as last time. He's wearing a dark, knowing smile.<<if $whoreflashcount eq 0>> <span class="blue"><b>"Changed your mind, did you?"</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Mmm... once sluts like you get a taste for whoring, they can't help but come back."</b></span><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"I..."</b></span> Your heart is racing.<<if $whoreflashcount eq 0>> <span class="pink"><b>"If I did, what are you offering?"</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Same... same deal as last time, right?"</b></span><</if>> <<if $whoreflashcount eq 1>>He nods vigorously. <</if>><span class="blue"><b>"I just want to see those perky tits of yours. You give me a peek, I stroke one out, you get paid."</b></span> <<if $whoreflashcount eq 0>><span class="pink"><i>So I have to watch this guy jerk off?</i></span> The thought should gross you out, but instead you feel a bit aroused.<<else>><span class="pink"><i>It's not so bad, flashing my breasts for some extra cash...</i></span><</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"Easiest thirty bucks you ever made"</b></span> The man is reaching into his wallet, and soon the money is hanging out of his fist. <<if $whoreflashcount eq 0>>All you have to do is take it.<<else>> You eye the money. Weirdly enough, the sight of it is... arousing. That can't be right...<</if>> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Chicken out and run home->Your Bedroom]] <<if $whoreflashcount eq 0>>[[Take the money and become a whore->Whore Flash]]<<else>>[[Take the money and commit to whoring->Whore Flash]]<</if>>
<<set $whoretotal = $whoreflashcount + $whorehandcount + $whoreblowcount + $whoresexcount>>\ <<if $i eq "flash">>Walking back towards your apartment, you can still hear the car of your client screeching its way down the road. You adjust your bra, your mind playing back how quickly he came from the sight of your perky tits.<<elseif $i eq "touch">>Your client drives you back to the street corner, while you adjust your panties and pulls your top back on.<<elseif $i eq "hand">>Your client returns you to the street corner without another word between the two of you. Humming to yourself, you swipe your hand across the side of your seat, getting some of the cum off of your fingers.<<elseif $i eq "blow">>Your client returns you to the street corner, his fly still undone. You lip your absentmindedly lick your lips, finding a small glob and semen. Still warm, it tastes lovely, and you let it sit on your tongue.<<elseif $i eq "sex">>Your client drives you to the street corner. His whole car stinks of sex, but you find you love the smell - sweat and cum and ass, all mixed together. His orgasm drips out of your gaping asshole, staining your panties.<</if>> Soon you're nearly home. <<if $whorestatus eq 0>>You can't believe what you just did. You definitely won't do this again... right?<<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>>You feel a little bit miserable, knowing what you just did for a little extra cash. Worse, you kind of <i>enjoyed</i> it.<<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>>You're a bit sore, but happy with your night's earnings. Whoring is getting easier. Normal, even.<<else>>An experienced whore, you don't dwell for long on the night's events. You just count your cash, knowing full well you'll be back on the street selling your slutty body again, soon.<</if>> <img src="Images/Home/whoredone1.jpg" width=450 /> <<if ($whoretotal gte 6) and ($whorestatus eq 1)>><<set $whorestatus = 2>><</if>>\ <<if ($whoretotal gte 14) and ($whorestatus eq 2) and ($whorehandcount gte 5)>><<set $whorestatus = 3>><</if>>\ <<if ($whoretotal gte 25) and ($whorestatus eq 3) and ($whoreblowcount gte 7)>><<set $whorestatus = 4>><</if>>\ \ <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $alreadywhored = 1>>
<<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="pink"><i>Oh my God,</i></span> you think, taking the money and slipping it into your purse.<span class="pink"><i>I'm actually doing this.</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>Okay,</i></span> you think, taking the money and slipping it into your purse.<span class="pink"><i>Time to give the client what he wants.</i></span><</if>> As the man eagerly stares, <<if $whorestatus lte 1>>you take a deep breath<<else>>you wink<</if>> and lift your top. <<set $flashset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $flashchoice = $flashset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $flashchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Home/whoreflash.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $flashchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Home/whoreflash2.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $flashchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Home/whoreflash3.gif" width=350 /> <</if>>\ <<if $whoreflashcount eq 2>><span class="blue"><b>"Mmm, very nice. You're a good girl..."</b></span> the old man says, stroking his weirdly angled dick.<<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Fuck - I love those tits!"</b></span> the fat guy says, stroking his surprisingly large cock.<</if>> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>>You close your eyes, not wanting to think too hard about what you're doing, or to watch the guy rub one out. It's bad enough that you're selling yourself on the steet without seeing the grisly details.<<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>>It makes you feel cheap and uncomfortable, having your tits out on the street while a stranger rubs one out. <span class="pink"><i>Is this the kind of person I am? The kind of woman?</i></span> You remind yourself you're just doing it for the money. And yet... the risk of being caught <i>is</i> a bit of a turn on.<<else>>At this point, you're used to using your body to make money. Having a stranger rub one out to your sexy, girly body doesn't bother you. In fact, it turns you on.<</if>> Your client doesn't last very long. <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck!"</b></span> he shouts, blowing his load all over himself. <<if $whoreflashcount lte 2>><img src="Images/Home/whoreflashcum.gif" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/whoreflashcum2.gif" width=400 /><</if>> Once he finishes, he quickly rolls up his window and takes off. You pull your top over your tits, feeling naughty and turned on. [[Clean up->Whore Close 1]] <<set $money += 30>> <<set $whoreflashcount += 1>> <<set $i = "flash">>
Just as you approach the car, a lady exits its passenger side before it speeds off into the night. <span class="pink"><i>Wait...</i></span> you think, squinting in the darkness. <span class="pink"><i>I know her!</i></span> She steps into the light of the streetlamps above. <span class="pink"><b>"Rachel!"</b></span> <img src="Images/University/rachel7.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="rachel"><b>"Oh, it's you."</b></span> She approaches you with a condescending smile. <span class="rachel"><b>"I was wondering when we'd run into each other."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What's that supposed to mean?"</b></span> She walks past you, gesturing for you to follow along. <span class="rachel"><b>"A client of mine. A regular. He said something about a new girl on my territory. One with <i>perfect</i> tits."</b></span> You feel yourself blush. <span class="pink"><b>"Well, I-"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"I'll be honest," Rachel</b></span> says, interupting you. <span class="rachel"><b>"I didn't expect you to pick up my trade. I guess that's my problem."</b></span> She gives you a slightly sharp stare. <span class="rachel"><b>"I keep underestimating you."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well,"</b></span> You summon up the courage to look her in the eyes. <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks, I guess."</b></span> Just then a car pulls over, maybe thirty feet behind you. The headlights shine like twin full moons. <img src="Images/Home/carheadlights.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="rachel"><b>"I know that car - he's my next client." Rachel</b></span> sighs, then takes your hand in hers. <span class="rachel"><b>"Why don't you take him instead? A peace offering, you could call it. He loves a good handjob, and he pays well, too."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"A handjob? I've just been flashing my boobs."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> rolls her eyes. <span class="rachel"><b>"That's preteen bullshit. Welcome to the real world of prostitution. You'll finally make some good money for your time."</b></span> She starts walking over to the car, again signalling for you to join her. <span class="rachel"><b>"Come on, I'll introduce you."</b></span> <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Follow Rachel->Whore Hand 1]]
<span class="blue"><b>"Hey, Rachel."</b></span> the client says, after rolling down the window. He seems normal enough, though a little skinny and pale. Maybe he's a programmer. <span class="blue"><b>"Who's your friend?"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"This is $femname, she's new to the biz." Rachel</b></span> says with a smile. <span class="rachel"><b>"I'm hoping she could hang out with you tonight, and you could be a gentleman."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Oh, I'm always a gentleman."</b></span> The guy gives a long, hungry look. <span class="blue"><b>"You're really pretty, $femname. I... I can't wait to get to know you better."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"Off you go, then!." Rachel</b></span> says to you, just before lifting your skirt and giving you a hard slap on the ass. <img src="Images/Home/slapass.gif" width=400 /> Gasping, you redden in surprise. Before you can protest or even think about what's happening, you're in the passenger seat, and the man is driving down the road. Soon enough he pulls into an alley way. <span class="blue"><b>"So... you're new to this, right?"</b></span> he says, taking off his seat belt and leaning closer to you. You can smell his breath - just a bit stale. He seems much bigger <i>in</i> the car than he did outside of it. <span class="blue"><b>"You nervous?"</b></span> You answer honestly. <span class="pink"><b>"Umm... a little."</b></span> He takes your hand in a firm grip, slowly drawing it towards his groin. <span class="blue"><b>"Relax... I'll walk you through it..."</b></span> Your fingers brush against his crotch. His sizable erection is already straining against his jeans. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand5.gif" width=400 /> He grunts in approval. <span class="blue"><b>"You're a natural. Just keep going..."</b></span> Your pulse quickens. The seediness of the deed feels distant now. Most of your focus is on the hard dick in your grip, and how much you want to play with it. Tugging off his jeans, you find his cock and pull it free of his boxers. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand4.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Good... good... now faster. <i>Faster</i>!"</b></span> You pick up your pace, vigorously stroking your client's cock. He gasps the next moment, grabbing at the steering wheel as his climax hits. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh!"</b></span> you cry, as cum spurts out of his penis, getting caught in your fingers and dribbling down to his stomach. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand6.gif" width=400 /> Once he finishes, he gives you a towel and you clean him up with care. Then he drives you back to your apartment. <span class="blue"><b>"That was great, $femname."</b></span> your client says, handing you one hundred dollars. <span class="blue"><b>"I'll tell my friends about the new local whore."</b></span> For some reason, you take that as a compliment. [[Clean up->Whore Close 1]] <<set $money += 100>> <<set $whorehandcount += 1>> <<set $i = "hand">>
<<if $i eq 1>>You round the car and enter through the passenger door. <span class="pink"><b>"Let's go someplace quiet,"</b></span> you tell your regular. <span class="pink"><b>"Somewhere I can make you feel good."</b></span> As your speak, your left hand rests against his crotch. He's already fully hard. <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah, okay."</b></span> he says, driving down the deserted street, his legs ever so slightly shaking from your slow, rhythmic hand motions over his groin. <span class="blue"><b>"Not a problem."</b></span> He brings you a nearby park, basically deserted this late in the day. Holding his hand like the perfect girlfriend, you walk down a dirt path with him, not saying a word as your he grabs at your big, juicy ass. He is a regular, after all. That comes with perks. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand1.jpg" width=400 /> Once you find a secluded bench, you get to work, pulling down his jeans and letting his cock spring free. <span class="pink"><b>"Look at you, all excited for me."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"I've been waiting for this moment all day..."</b></span> he says, as your reach for his dick. Soon you're pumping away, all the while giving appreciative moans. You client grunts along, loving every second of it. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand7.gif" width=400 /> You spit on your hands and pick up the pace, working shaft giving the head a nice, squeeze each time you pass it. <span class="blue"><b>"$femname,"</b></span> he says, his face in a kind of pre-orgasmic grimace. <span class="blue"><b>"$femname I wanna cum on your perfect face."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Of course - but that's twenty bucks extra."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Okay - get ready!"</b></span> He grabs his cock and starts to rapidly stroke it, while you drop from the bench to your knees. He grunts as the first wave of his orgasm hits. Immediately, hot ropes of semen shoot out of cock, landing on your face, hair, and onto your waiting tongue. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand8.gif" width=400 /> You take the facial with a smile, the stink of so much sticky cum on your face turning you on. <<if $chastity eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> you mouth, as your small, girly penis pushes against your chastity cage.<<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> you mouth, as your small penis gets hard from the taste of a real man's cum in your mouth.<</if>> Once he finishes, you wipe the cum from your face and join him in his car. Soon, he's driving you back to your apartment. <<set $money += 120>> \ <<elseif $i eq 2>>You round the car and enter through the passenger door. <span class="pink"><b>"I think you need another handjob,"</b></span> you say, as you buckle in. <span class="pink"><b>"I would know - I've got an eye for these things."</b></span> He nods, driving you to the usual deserted alleyway. <span class="blue"><b>"Think you can give me a nice view of those perfect tits this time, $femname?"</b></span> You roll your eyes, smiling, and grab the straps of your bra. <span class="pink"><b>"For you, anything."</b></span> <img src="Images/Home/whorehand9.gif" width=400 /> Once he's parked and his pants are down, you're quick to get to work. As your client plays with your hair and tells you how sweet you are, you give his cock tight, slow strokes, using his precum as lube. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand10.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck that's nice,$femname."</b></span> your client says, rhythmically thrusting his hips to your match your pace. <span class="blue"><b>"Maybe even better than Rachel - and she's the biggest trans whore in the city!"</b></span> After hearing such a compliment, you redouble your efforts, stroking his cock as fast as your dainty arms allow. He curses as his balls contract against his body, and his climax hits like lightning. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand11.gif" width=400 /> Once he finishes, you wipe the cum from his crotch and put your seatbelt back on. Soon, he's driving you back to your apartment. <<set $money += 100>> \ <<elseif $i eq 3>>You climb into the back of the car, smoothing out your skirt to settle your nerves. You do feel a bit <i>outnumbered</i> what with two well-built men in the car with you. <span class="pink"><b>"Two dicks means two hundred dollars. There's no volume discount, you know."</b></span> The man in the passenger seat reaches back and pats your knee. <span class="blue"><b>"I'm sure you'll take one eighty."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Well, I can't exactly fight them for it. I'd better show them a good time.</i></span> Once the driver pulls into a deserted alley, he and his friend climb into the back with you. Soon, they sitting at either side, their gaze intense, their hands on your back and shoulders. <span class="blue"><b>"God, she's pretty."</b></span> one of them says, brushing your hair. The other nods. <span class="blue"><b>"Told you I'd pick a pretty one..."</b></span> Then their hands are all over you, pulling up your shirt and groping at your tits over youra bra. Outnumbered and too nervous to protest, you let them caress you. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand2.jpg" width=400 /> As they do, butterflies start to fill your stomach - being manhandled by two strange men at once is kind of arousing. <i>very</i> arousing, actually. Soon your breasts are free, and with firm hands they've pushed you to your knees on the floor of car. Grinning wickedly, you reach for their dicks - both good looking, with respectably plump heads. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand12.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck, you're a slut, aren't you?"</b></span> You nod, your attention fixed on pumping out every ounce of pleasure from their cocks. <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Yes...</i> I'm your favorite slut."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"<i>Oh</i>,"</b></span> one moans, <span class="blue"><b>"I'm gonna cum..."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Me too!"</b></span> says the other, <span class="blue"><b>"Open wide, slut!"</b></span> You don't need to be told twice. The moment you open your mouth, semen sprays upon your face as both the men blow their loads at once. A deluge of cum hits your forehead, gets stuck in your false lashes, and drips down your chin. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand13.gif" width=400 /> You take it all with a smile - nothing says a job well done like hot, sticky semen getting caught in your hair. You know you'll spend an hour slowly plucking it out and eating it when you get home. Your clients decide that you deserve two hundred dollars after all. As you wipe cum from your face and clothes, the engine starts. They're driving you back to your apartment. <<set $money += 200>> \ <<elseif $i eq 4>>You climb into the back of the car, smoothing out your skirt to settle your nerves. You do feel a bit <i>outnumbered</i> what with two well-built men in the car with you. <span class="pink"><b>"Just one handjob tonight,"</b></span> you decide, crossing your legs. <span class="pink"><b>"Tell you what - I'll stroke whoever has the bigger cock. Loser gets to watch and jerk himself off."</b></span> The two men glance at each other, then nod in unison. <span class="blue"><b>"Seems fair,"</b></span> says one. <span class="blue"><b>"Careful, dumbass,"</b></span> says the other. <span class="blue"><b>"I'm a grower, not a shower."</b></span> Soon you're in a deserted alleyway, and the two men crawl into the back of the car with you. Their cocks are quickly whipped out - and you give both a few testing to strokes to see the results. The winner is <i>immediately</i> obvious. While one dick just gets hard without really getting any longer, the other just swells, and swells, and... <img src="Images/Home/whorehand14.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Holy shit... you're huge!"</b></span> the loser says, obviously embarassed. You decide to rub it in. <span class="pink"><b>"Sorry little guy, pretty girls only like real cocks."</b></span> You wink at him. <span class="pink"><b>"But you can jack off to your friend's big dick, if you want."</b></span> Turning your attention back to the monster cock, you wrap both hands around it, marveling at its impressive girth. <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Sooooo</i> big... I love playing with big cocks..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Home/whorehand15.gif" width=400 /> Meanwhile, you pick up the sound of soft, shameful tugging behind you. It's the small-dicked loser, red-faced with embarassment as he strokes his cock. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmm... does looking a real cocks make you hard?"</b></span> you ask. In answer, he swears loudly as his body betrays him, immediately hitting a small, embarassing orgasm. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand16.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Ignore him,"</b></span> hisses your client with the monster cock, pulling at your hair to get your attention. <span class="blue"><b>"I'm about to-"</b></span> The next moment, his cum hits your face. You stroke him to completion, enjoying every moment of your musky, salty shower. <img src="Images/Home/whorehand17.gif" width=400 /> Your the driver pays you one hundred dollars for the handjob. The passenger with the small dick gives you fifty dollars for letting him watch. As you wipe cum from your face and clothes, the engine starts. They're driving you back to your apartment. <<set $money += 150>> \ <</if>> [[Clean up->Whore Close 1]] <<set $whorehandcount += 1>> <<set $i = "hand">>
<span class="pink"><b>"You like girls like me and Rachel, right?"</b></span> you whisper in your client's ear, as he pulls into a deserted alleyway. <span class="blue"><b>"Pretty girls? Yeah, I'd say."</b></span> You laugh, brushing your hand against his arm as you do. <span class="pink"><b>"You know what I mean... you like girls with <i>cocks</i>."</b></span> He says nothing. Instead, he shuts off his car, and gives you a long, leering stare. <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah, I like girls with cocks."</b></span> You lick your lips, leaning back against the car door. <span class="pink"><b>"You can touch me wherever you want - undress me, too. Get off on my body."</b></span> His eyes jump to your crossed legs. Already, <<if $chastity eq 1>>your penis is straining against its chastity cage<<else>>your penis is pushing against your skirt<</if>>. <span class="blue"><b>"Anywhere?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Home/whoretouch1.jpg" width=400 /> You simply nod. His breathing heavy, your client slips his fingers along your top and gets your shoulders past the sleeves. The top drops, revealing your $bra. The next moment, his hands are mauling at your breasts. <img src="Images/Home/whoretouch2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Ohhh..."</b></span> you sigh, your enjoyment real. Something about a stranger dominating you, possessing you, using your girly body for pleasure. It's just <i>sexy</i>. While one hand gets under your bra and pinches at your hard, swollen nipple, the other slips past your skirt. He roughly gropes your small, smooth balls, causing you to close your eyes in pleasure and pain. Then his hand finds your cock. <<if $chastity eq 0>><span class="blue"><b>"Fuck, your trans girls are hot."</b></span> he whispers into your ear, as he slaps around your swollen dick. <img src="Images/Home/whoretouch3.gif" width=400 /> <<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Fuck, you trans girls are hot."</b></span> he whispers in your ear, slapping around your caged cock. His words, his hands, his breath on your neck - it's all too much. Mewling, you feel a small orgasm flush through your body. A few small drops of cum leak out of your cage. <img src="Images/Home/whoretouch4.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> Keeping one hand on your cock, your client starts rapidly stroking his own, much larger dick. <span class="pink"><b>"Cum for me, baby,"</b></span> you whisper, leaning over and wetly kissing his ear. <span class="pink"><b>"Cum for mommy."</b></span> That last word really does it for him, apparently. Gasping in pleasure, he shoots a load all over the steering wheel. <img src="Images/Home/whoretouch5.gif" width=400 /> After you help him wipe down the car, your client hands you eighty dollars. Once you're both dressed, he starts the engine. [[Clean up->Whore Close 1]] <<set $money += 80>> <<set $whoreflashcount += 1>> <<set $i = "touch">>
You approach the car slowly, realizing you haven't seen it before. Looks like you're about to meet a new customer. <img src="Images/Home/whoring2.jpg" width=500 /> The man is tall and gaunt, with hard, almost angry eyes. You don't like the way he looks one bit. But such is the life of a street whore. <span class="blue"><b>"You suck dick for cash?"</b></span> he asks, without sparing much time for pleasantries. <span class="pink"><b>"Two hundred dollars. Two fifty to swallow."</b></span> He frowns, but waves for you to get in the car. Feeling a bit off about him, you take slow steps around his car and enter through the passenger seat. <span class="pink"><i>A quick blowjob... not a big deal at all.</i></span> [[The drive begins->Whore 3 Introduction 2]]
The man doesn't go to any nearby alleyways. Instead, he drives in perfect silence for a good three minutes, taking you down sideroad, after sideroad, after sideroad. Your anxiety rises with every passing moment. At, last, he pulls over on a quiet street. <span class="blue"><b>"Get sucking, slut. I'm not paying you to sit and stare."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>You haven't paid me for anything yet, asshole,</i></span> you think, crawling close to him and unzipping his pants. He's soft, to start, so lick at his cock delicately, teasing the sensitive head. Even his cock tastes off - a bit unwashed. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow1.gif" width=400 /> As his cock begins to harden, you feel his hands explore your back, and your stomach, and your hips. His fingers inch towards your groin. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey,"</b></span> you say, pulling your mouth from his cock. <span class="pink"><b>"Touching's extra."</b></span> He relents, and you resume your blowjob. But only twenty seconds later, his hands are back, this time groping your ass. You want to say something, but the feeling of a dick on your mouth and hands carassing your girly ass is making you feel too horny to protest. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow2.gif" width=450 /> And then his fingers graze your balls. <span class="blue"><b>"What..."</b></span> he says, confused. He gives your balls a light squeeze. <span class="blue"><b><i>"What the fuck!"</i></b></span> [[Oh... fuck!->Whore 3 Introduction 3]]
<span class="blue"><b>"You're a dude!?"</b></span> he roars, pulling you off his cock by the back of your head and throwing you against the passenger door. You gasp, the wind knocked out of you, too shocked to speak. The man's face is an ugly shade of red, now, as he hurriedly does up his pants. <span class="blue"><b>"I'll fucking kill you!"</b></span> He says, reaching for something under the driver's seat. You need to move. You need to run - now! Just then, the driver's door opens open. <img src="Images/Home/spray.gif" width=400 /> The first blast of pepper spray hits the man in the ear. The second gets him right in the eyes. <span class="blue"><b>"FUUUUCK!"</b></span> he screams, blinded, grasping at the air in pain. <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span>, still holding the can of pepper spray, gestures for you to move. <span class="rachel"><b>"Run, $femname! Now!!!"</b></span> Finally, your limbs start working again. With one swift motion you've got the car door open. Then your running as fast as your heels will let you, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> at your side. [[Eventually, you take refuge in a gas station diner.->Whore 3 Introduction 4]]
<span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> doesn't say much of anything until the waitress brings over two steaming mugs of tea. <img src="Images/Home/tea.gif" width=400 /> <span class="rachel"><b>"To settle the nerves,"</b></span> she murmurs, as you wait for yours to cool. After a lingering silence, she adds. <span class="rachel"><b>"Are you okay?"</b></span> Truthfully, you don't know how to answer that question. Everything got way too dangerous, way too quickly. He was going to kill you, just because you're a girl with a penis between her legs. <span class="pink"><b>"I... I don't know. I think I'm in shock."</b></span> You take a slow sip of tea. <span class="pink"><b>"How did you find me?"</b></span> To that, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> smiles. <img src="Images/University/rachel8.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="rachel"><b>"I just got lucky - I saw you enter the car, and as you drove off I recognized the bumper stickers. That guy's a fucked up transphobe - he <i>knew</i> you were trans, by the way. He likes to pretend to be shocked and then beat the shit out of us. He gots off on it."</b></span> You shudder. <span class="pink"><b>"That's... <i>super</i> fucked up."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> nods along, taking a long swig of tea. <span class="rachel"><b>"Yeah. I had to chase you two down in heels for like ten blocks. Got to you as soon as I could."</b></span> Only then do you realize how amazing what <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> just did for you is. <span class="pink"><b>"... thanks, Rach. You're awesome.""</b></span> She shrugs. <span class="rachel"><b>"You would've done the same for me. I know I'm a competitive bitch, but us girls have to stick together."</b></span> She glances at the diner entrance. <span class="rachel"><b>"Speaking of sticking together - she's just arrived."</b></span> [[You turn around to see what Rachel means->Whore 3 Introduction 5]] <<set $time = "Night">>
You spot the person <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> pointing at - a tough looking woman in a leather jacket. <img src="Images/Home/sapphire1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"So this is the new girl?"</b></span> the woman asks, settling in beside <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>"The troublemaker?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Troublemaker?"</b></span> She glares at you. <span class="todd"><b>"You know what I mean. Turning tricks without protection."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"Sapphire's my pimp." Rachel</b></span> explains, matter-of-factly. As she does, <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> rests a protective arm over her shoulder. <span class="rachel"><b>"She's the one pimp that only has trans women working as whores for her. She's our guardian angel."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Pimp?"</b></span> When you think of that word, your mind is filled with images of well-groomed men in colorful, goofy robes. Not a biker girl with a chip on her shoulder. <span class="pink"><b>"I don't need a pimp."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> kicks you lightly beneath the table, causing you to jump. <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah you do. See, I don't let my girls get hurt. That means all new clients are vetted by me, first. I protect my girls."</b></span> As she speaks, she slowly raises a hand from her pocket. She's holding a gun. <img src="Images/Home/sapphire2.jpg" width=400 /> She leaves the gun visible for a moment, winks at you, then slips it back into her pocket. <span class="todd"><b>"The arrangement's simple. Any night you work, you work for me. I get a small cut of the cash, you never have to worry about assholes ever again. Only the best for my girls. Isn't that right, Rachel?"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> nuzzles her nose against <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire's</b></span> neck. <span class="rachel"><b>"That's right, Saph."</b></span> The idea of losing some of your whoring cash to <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> isn't exactly appealing, but you can't have a repeat of tonight ever again. <span class="pink"><i>I guess prostitutes have pimps for a reason.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Okay. I'm in."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> gives a brief smile, gone as quickly as it came. <span class="todd"><b>"Meet me at that new tattoo shop. Tapestry, I think it's called. No whoring until then."</b></span> With that said, <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> heads out. You and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> finish your tea, then part ways. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $rachelstatus = 2>> <<set $alreadywhored = 1>>
<span class="todd"><b>"Look at you, $femname, all punctual and put-together." Sapphire</b></span> says, without looking up from her nails. <span class="todd"><b>"Good qualities for a new girl."</b></span> <img src="Images/Home/sapphire1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Why are we here?"</b></span> you ask, planting your heels and setting your hands to your girly hips. <span class="pink"><b>"Some kind of initiation ceremony?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Something like that."</b></span> she replies. <span class="todd"><b>"See, me and my girls are family. And family's forever. Just like tattoos."</b></span> She grabs your left wrist. <span class="todd"><b>"I need to mark you as part of the family, $femname. People know me. They know my mark. You join my family, no one's ever going to try any funny business on you."</b></span> It's a big commitment, but you can tell that <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> is speaking sincerely. If you're going to continue whoring, you'll need to get branded as one of <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire's</b></span> trans prostitutes. <span class="pink"><i>I never thought it would come to this... but I think I'm ready to accept the fact that I'm a whore. Maybe I always will be.</i></span> [[Take more time to think about it->Tapestry]] [[Get branded as one of Sapphire's trans prostitutes->Tattoo Whore 2]]
<span class="pink"><b>"Okay,"</b></span> you tell <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm ready."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> just quietly nods, like she always knew what your decision would be. Then she calls over <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span>. <span class="ashley"><b>"So you're joining Sapphire's dance troupe?" Bella</b></span> asks you, as she gathers her materials. <span class="ashley"><b>"I love how committed you all are. Also, I've checked with my psychic and she says this tattoo gives off very good energy."</b></span> Then she has you get comfortable on the parlour chair. Once the skin is exposed and sterilized, she gets to work. <<set $bellaset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bellachoice = $bellaset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking1.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ \ <<if $bellachoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Tattoo/bellaworking3.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>>\ You whimper from the pain as the needle pierces your skin. The pain just adds to finality of it all, the weight of the moment, You're permanently changing your skin, your <i>body</i> to tell the world that you're a transgender prostitute. And strangely enough, it feels <i>good</i>. It feels <i>right</i>. <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> watches the entire procedure, combing back your hair now and then, whispering that you're doing great. Tough as she is, she definitely has an odd kind of maternal instinct, and it seems she's adopting you as her own. And then it's done! <img src="Images/Tattoo/tattoowristleft1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="ashley"><b>"So... what'd you think?"</b></span> It's actually a tiny little tattoo. A single heart, half pink, half blue. The symbolism is pretty obvious. Blue for your male past, pink for your female present and future. A heart to represent the love - or sex - you sell. <span class="pink"><b>"I like it."</b></span> you tell <span class="ashley"><b>Bella</b></span>, before looking at <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"I <i>really</i> like it."</b></span> [[Leave the store with Sapphire->Tattoo Whore 3]] <<set $alreadytapestry = 1>> <<set $tattoowristleft = 1>> <<set $tattoocount += 1>> <<set $rachelstatus = 3>> <<set $ach10 = 1>>
<span class="pink"><b>"So that's it?"</b></span> you ask <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>, walking down the street with her. She has her arm around your waist. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm in?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"You're in."</b></span> she replies, giving your ass a protective squeeze. <span class="todd"><b>"Come find me on the usual street, any night you want to work. I'll set you up with an approved client, and I'll handle the money. You get paid at the end of the night."</b></span> That seems fair enough, and you almost part ways with <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> before a question pops into your mind. <span class="pink"><b>"You're not trans, are you?"</b></span> She stares at you, her look unreadable. <img src="Images/Home/sapphire3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"No. I'm not."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Then, why help us? Why get into this line of work?"</b></span> You glance at her motorcycle, ten meters away. <span class="pink"><b>"It can't be the money."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> just shakes her head. <span class="todd"><b>"All you've got to know is I got my reasons, just like you got yours. See you soon, $femname."</b></span> You watch her speed off in a cloud of dust, then wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] <<if ($boymode eq 0) and ($doctor gte 2)>>[[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]]<</if>>
<<if $i eq 1>><span class="blue"><b>"So you're Sapphire's new girl?"</b></span> your client asks, driving you to an alley way. He looks to be about fifty years old, a hard-faced man in a grey suit. Maybe a lawyer, or some kind of politician. <span class="blue"><b>"Not that I don't trust Sapphire, but I always ask this when I try a new girl. Can you prove to me you're my type?"</b></span> It takes you a moment to get what me means. Cluing in, you give him a teasing smile while spreading your legs and hiking up your skirt. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah,"</b></span> he mutters, as his penis becomes obviously erect beneath his suit pants. <span class="blue"><b>"You're my type."</b></span> Once he parks in a dark, quiet alleyway, you unbuckle your seat belt and and climb into the back with him. The moment you're both seated, he takes your head with a firm, commanding grip and pushes you into his crotch. You comply, unzipping his pants and swallowing his eager with your eager-to-please<<if $lips eq 3>>, surgically-enhanced dick-sucking<</if>> lips. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow6.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"That's good..."</b></span> your client says, grunting in approval and your deepthroat his cock with ease. <span class="blue"><b>"trans women are the best cocksuckers. If my voters would accept it, I'd marry one of you... <i>fuck</i>..."</b></span> Getting excited, he reaches over and starts mauling your cock, <<if $chastity eq 1>>pulling on your cage and groping your balls<<else>>squeezing your small, feminine penis and sending shivers of pleasure through your body<</if>>. You redouble your efforts, as you can tell he's about to blow. <span class="blue"><b>"Slow down, now..."</b></span> your client whispers, <span class="blue"><b>"Real slow... real slow... tease it out..."</b></span> You slow right down, until you're just barely kissing the glans. His penis is so red, so ready to cum, it's practically shaking in your grip. One more kiss, and it happens. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow7.gif" width=400 /> He cums hard, his semen landing all over the car. You just keep on slowly kissing his cock, as more and more ropes of cum dribble out. Eventually, he finishes, and drives you back to <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <<set $i = "blow">>\ <<set $money += 180>>\ \ <<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey babe,"</b></span> you say, immediately getting into to the roleplay. <span class="pink"><b>"Can I ask you something?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Y-yeah, $femname,"</b></span> your client replies, blushing. <span class="blue"><b>"Anything."</b></span> You point out an alleyway, further down the road. <span class="pink"><b>"Can you pull into that alley? There's something I want to show you..."</b></span> He swallows hard, but nods and accelerates his car. Soon eough he's parked in alley. <span class="blue"><b>"So what did you want to show me?"</b></span> You lean forwards. <span class="pink"><b>"Just how much I love you, babe..."</b></span> That's all the encouragement he needs. Your client practically <i>leaps</i> on you, groping your body and pulling you into the back seat. Soon your being smothering in wet kisses, while his substantial weight is keeping you pinned to the seat. You kind of like it - being dominated by this eager, chubby client. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow8.gif" width=400 /> Best of all, his hard cock is pressing against your own, much smaller penis, elliciting feminine gasps from your lips. Soon you start grasping at his dick with both hands, which gets him to ease up on the pressure and lean back. You take your chance to pull his cock out of his jeans and engulf it in your moan, giving him the best 'girlfriend blowjob' you can. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow9.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck... you're so hot... holy shit..."</b></span> he says, staring at you with his mouth agape. You keep eye contact while moaning on his cock, faking a few gagging noises for his benefit. It isn't long before he bursts. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow11.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"How was that, babe?"</b></span> you ask innocently, while you lap up his cum with your tongue. <span class="blue"><b>"So good,"</b></span> he says, as he drives you back to <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <span class="blue"><b>"So fucking good."</b></span> <<set $i = "blow">>\ <<set $money += 195>>\ \ <<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey babe,"</b></span> you say, immediately getting into to the roleplay. <span class="pink"><b>"Think we can stop at that bar over there? I could use a drink."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Y-yeah, $femname,"</b></span> your client replies, blushing. <span class="blue"><b>"Anything for you."</b></span> Once he pulls over at the bar, he gets out quickly and opens the passenger door, offering you his hand. Before you take it, you make a show of shimmying out of your panties. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow10.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Won't need <i>those</i> tonight,"</b></span> you say with a wink, before shoving them into your purse. The bar is a total dive, and mostly empty. Sitting together at a booth, you client orders drinks while your hand rests on his groin, giving him a slow, subtle massage. His got his own clammy palm on your thigh. You can feel him trembling with excitement. After playing through a few bouts of small talk - how his day was, how his work's been, his favorite place to vacation - you lean towards his ear. <span class="pink"><b>"I'll be in the boy's room, last stall. Come find me in two minutes."</b></span> He blushes deep crimson, but nods his head. When you enter the washroom you find there actually only is a single stall, and thankfully is empty and somewhat clean. There you wait, your hands slipping down your cuvry body in anticipation.Pinching at your nipples, you find they're already hard. In exactly two minutes, your client arrives, and locks the door behind him. <span class="pink"><b>"You're so generous, you know that?"</b></span> you say, slowly lowering yourself to you knees. The bathroom tile is cold. <span class="pink"><b>"Taking me out... buying me drinks... can I return the favor?"</b></span> He doesn't say a word. He just approaches you, zipping down his pants and letting out his stiff, fat cock. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow12.gif" width=400 /> You suck his cock with vigor, loving the taste and the weight of it. He has that perfect masculine musk, heady and strong. It's especially thick down near his balls, where your nose gets lost in his mound of dark pubic hair. Untouched, your small, limp penis glistens with a drop of precum, gathering at its ead. <span class="blue"><b>"$femname... I don't I can last..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"... much longer?"</b></span> you finish for him, slipping his cock out of your mouth. Just as you do, he cums. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow13.gif" width=400 /> Taken by surprise, all you can do is sit there and take it. Rope of rope of hot semen strikes your cheeks, and lips, and a fair deal gets into your eyes. You wince against the sting of it, but wait until your client has entirely drained his balls onto your face before reaching for a wad of toilet paper. <span class="blue"><b>"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"</b></span> You wave away his concern, licking up the cum from your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"Anything for you, babe."</b></span> Once you're cleaned up, you leave the bar with your client. Soon enough he's driving you back to <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <<set $i = "blow">>\ <<set $money += 210>>\ \ <<elseif $i eq 4>><span class="pink"><i>An incest fantasy?</i></span> you think, reading the text. <span class="pink"><i>Well, this is probably a healthy way to express this kind of stuff. I'll do my best</i></span> Your client is looking at you with uncertain eyes, almost like you might judge him for what he's requested. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey honey,"</b></span> you say, trying to put a bit of your mother's tone into your voice. You're surprisingly good at it. <span class="pink"><b>"You look a little hungry. Are you hungry?"</b></span> Still a bit nervous, he watches you carefully, but nods his head. You smile, warmly. <span class="pink"><b>"Mommy's breasts are <i>so</i> full of milk lately. Have you noticed how big and heavy they've gotten?"</b></span> You pull down your top. <span class="pink"><b>"Let me show you."</b></span> He watches, mesmerized, as you peel down one of the straps of your bra. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow14.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Honey, I can tell how hungry you are,"</b></span> you whisper, unbuckling your seatbelt and moving closer. <span class="pink"><b>"And there's so much milk inside of me. It's only natural for mothers to want to feed their sons. Look at them'"</b></span> <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow15.gif" width=400 /> He watches your breasts, enthralled. <span class="pink"><b>"Why don't you suck on mommy's-"</b></span> Before you can finish the sentence, he's latched on your tits. He sucks eagerly, almost desperately, adding just enough teeth to have you gasp in a mix of pain and pleasure. Meanwhile, he humps your thigh, and it's easy to tell that he's hard a rock. You sit there, letting it happen, brushing his hair and telling him how good he is while he sucks on your breasts. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow16.gif" width=400 /> After a good five minutes of letting him suck and gnaw on your nipples while humping on your thigh, his breathing suddenly picks up. <span class="blue"><b>"I'm sorry mommy,"</b></span> he says, whipping out his cock, <span class="blue"><b>"I need to do this so daddy knows you're mine."</b></span> Understanding what he wants, you grab his turgid dick and give it one good stroke. He cums immediately, spraying a hot load of semen all over your top, marking his mother as his and his alone. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow17.gif" width=400 /> You let him play out his fantasy, draining every drop of cum out of balls and onto your clothes. <span class="blue"><b>"Thanks, $femname,"</b></span> he says, once his orgasm subsides. <span class="blue"><b>"I really needed that."</b></span> Soon enough he's driving you back to <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <<set $i = "mommy">>\ <<set $money += 215>>\ \ <<elseif $i eq 5>><span class="pink"><i>An incest fantasy?</i></span> you think, reading the text. <span class="pink"><i>Well, this is probably a healthy way to express this kind of stuff. I'll do my best</i></span> Your client is looking at you with uncertain eyes, almost like you might judge him for what he's requested. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey honey,"</b></span> you say, trying to put a bit of your mother's tone into your voice. You're surprisingly good at it. <span class="pink"><b>"I heard there's a girl at school you liked."</b></span> He doesn't know how to react. He just stares at you, nervous. <span class="pink"><b>"I need you to put an end to that tomorrow, okay?"</b></span> You unbuckle your seatbelt and crawl over to him <span class="pink"><b>"I can't stand the thought of sharing you with anyone."</b></span> He swallows hard, then nods. You trace your fingers down his chest, stopping at his crotch. <span class="pink"><b>"Uh oh... is someone hard for mommy?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow18.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I guess I'll have to take care of this..."</b></span> you lower yourself down until your head rests just above his groin. <span class="pink"><b>"Do you like it when mommy sucks your cock?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"<i>Yes...</i>"</b></span> he says, with a shaking voice. <span class="blue"><b>"<i>Please suck my cock, mommy... it's all I want.</i>"</b></span> You unzip his pants. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmm... how could I say no..."</b></span> You proceed to give the most affectionate and loving blowjob possible. You work the shaft slowly. You make out with the glans as if it was another tongue. All the while, your hands caress your client's balls and your eyes stare at him with devotion. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow19.gif" width=400 /> He watches you, his eyes glazed with pleasure. Once in a while, <span class="blue"><b>"I love you, mommy..."</b></span> slips past his lips. Eventually, he takes hold of your hair and holds you in place, just as his orgasm hits. Wave after wave of semen fills your mouth, coating your tongue and teeth. You keep sucking, swallowing much of the hot, salty load but keeping some to show him. <span class="blue"><b>"Swallow it,"</b></span> he says, when you stick your tongue out. <span class="blue"><b>"Mothers who love their sons always swallow all the cum."</b></span> You make a show of it, gulping down the last bit of semen and then showing him your empty mouth. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow20.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Thanks, $femname,"</b></span> he says, leaning back into his seat. <span class="blue"><b>"I really needed that."</b></span> Soon enough he's driving you back to <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. <<set $i = "mommy">>\ <<set $money += 225>>\ \ <<elseif $i eq 6>>Once your client pulls into the deserted alleyway, he climbs into the back of his car. <span class="blue"><b>"I've tried this with cis prostitutes, but it's just not the same,"</b></span> he explains matter-of-factly, as he unbuckles his pants. <span class="blue"><b>"Something about the trans woman's tongue just feels right against the delicate skin of my asshole."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Totally,"</b></span> you reply, climbing in behind him and dropping to your knees. <span class="pink"><b>"I completely understand."</b></span> You're lying, of course, but that doesn't really matter. What matters is that your client's asshole, puckered up just beneath his large, sagging balls, looks rather clean and a cute shade of pink. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow2.jpg" width=400 /> You take a deep breath. He smells of sweat, balls, and ass, with a happy spray of expensive cologne layered on top. It's a heavy, almost dizzying scent, and the combination is so masculine, so <i>dominant</i>, that your knees feel weak. You shake as lust blooms within your heart. Without meaning to, you feel yourself leaning forwards, drawn in by the odour, the power of it. You <i>want</i> to serve this large, unashamed man. You <i>need</i> to eat his asshole. The next moment, your wish is granted. Your tongue makes contact with his asshole. It tastes warm, rich, and almost bitter. His balls tap against your forehead. Moaning, you give in. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow4.gif" width=400 /> He grunts in pleasure like a pig as your tongue explores his ass, and your hand strokes his cock. You take quick, deep breathes of his scent, lost in it, while you tongue-fuck his warmth, ripe depths with wild abandon. <span class="blue"><b>"Excellent, $femname!"</b></span> your client says, pushes his ass against your face, making it hard to breathe. <span class="blue"><b>"It's like I said, trans whores have a natural inclination towards eating ass."</b></span> You moan with agreement, as a small, embarassing orgasm trembles through your body. Already, you can tell that your panties are going to be soaked with cum by the time you get home. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow3.jpg" width=400 /> Your client starts to shake as his own orgasm nears. <span class="blue"><b>"Just the tongue, now, $femname,"</b></span> he hisses, urgently. <span class="blue"><b>"There are few things better than cumming from the tongue of a trans prostitute, deep inside my asshole."</b></span> You obey, letting go of his cock and jamming your tongue as deep inside his ass as you can. Though your tongue aches, you persist, slurping up your saliva and pressing against his anal walls until he spasms. <img src="Images/Home/whoreblow5.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Ah... that was perfect"</b></span> he says, handing you a facial tissue to wipe up his ass and your face. <span class="blue"><b>"I'll let Sapphire know how much I appreciate your services."</b></span> Soon enough he's driving you back to <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span>. He offers you a mint, but you refuse. Something about your mouth tasting like man ass is oddly alluring. <<set $i = "rim">>\ <<set $money += 235>>\ <</if>> [[Get in Sapphire's car->Whore Close 2]] <<set $whoreblowcount += 1>>
The clerk parks at the outskirts of a sleazy, clearly run-down motel. Pulling a key from his pocket, he lets you into a small, ground-floor room with little but a bed, a television, and a bathroom. His camera is already set up in the corner. <img src="Images/Home/motel1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Your costume's in the closet,"</b></span> the clerk says, locking the door. As he fiddles with the tripod, you check to see what exactly he has in store for you. <span class="pink"><b>"What's this supposed to be?"</b></span> you ask, looking into the bag of silk and cloth. <span class="blue"><b>"Go to the washroom and find out."</b></span> <<if $chastity eq 0>>With a sigh, you enter the dingy little washroom and undress. In a few moments, you're all dressed up and ready. Looking at the mirror, the character you're supposed to be seems obvious enough. <img src="Images/Home/whoresolo1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Lara Croft?"</b></span> you say, returning to the bedroom. You immediately notice something is different. There's a dildo sitting on the bed. A <i>big</i> one. <img src="Images/Home/dildo1.jpg" width=400 /> The clerk is behind his tripod, already naked below the waist. <span class="blue"><b>"Come on, Lara."</b></span> he whispers, slowly stroking his stiff cock. <span class="blue"><b>"Show the world how much you love stuffing that tight asspussy..."</b></span> <<else>>With a sigh, you enter the dingy little washroom and undress. In a few moments, you're all dressed up and ready, your caged penis tucked between your legs. Looking at the mirror, you're not sure what character you're supposed to be. <img src="Images/Home/whoresolo2.jpg" width=400 /> You do look hot, though. That's for sure. <span class="pink"><b>"So who exactly am I?"</b></span> you ask, returning to the bedroom. You immediately notice something is different. There's a dildo sitting on the bed. A <i>big</i> one. <img src="Images/Home/dildo1.jpg" width=400 /> The clerk is behind his tripod, already naked below the waist. <span class="blue"><b>"My grade four math teacher, Mrs. Henderson."</b></span> he whispers, slowly stroking his stiff cock. <span class="blue"><b>"Now show me how you supplement your teacher's salary, Mrs. Henderson... I've known you were a slut since fourth grade..."</b></span><</if>> [[Ride the dildo on camera->Whore Solo 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<if $chastity eq 0>> <<set $overwear = "Lara Croft outfit">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<else>> <<set $overwear = "slutty black lingerie">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">> <</if>>
<<if $chastity eq 0>><span class="pink"><i>Okay, let's do this.</i></span> You climb onto the bed while keeping your eyes fixed on the camera lens, giving clerk a dark, seductive look. Not breaking eye contact, you lower yourself on all fours and lap at the dildo's large, bulbous head. It tastes like silicone, and just faintly of sex. You're not the first whore to use this dildo. That little bit of knowledge has your heart racing. Few things turn you on as much as feeling like a dirty slut. Your slurps get louder as you go, engulfing half the dildo down your throat, coating it in your saliva. You add a few girly moans for good measure. <<if $toy neq "nude">><span class="blue"><b>"Lara..."</b></span> says the clerk, still stroking his cock. <span class="blue"><b>"How are you supposed to stuff your asspussy when you're already all plugged up?"</b></span> Giggling, you turn around and give the camera a nice view of your bubble butt. After spreading your legs, you gently push your buttplug out, reveling in the feeling of it sliding out of your loosened asshole. <img src="Images/Home/whoresolo1.gif" width=400 /> <<set $toy = "nude">><</if>> Leaning on your side, you spread your gaping asshole for the clerk to see, then pick up the dildo, still dripping with saliva. First you line it up with your asshole, then for a while just play at the entrance, teasing your hole without quite going on. Your soft, neglected penis lies limp on your thighs. Then you wink at the clerk, and push it in. <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Ohhh...</i>"</b></span> you moan, sliding the thick dildo in and out of your boypussy. <img src="Images/Home/whoresolo2.gif" width=400 /> As used to insertions as you are, the dildo is pretty damned girthy. It pushes you to your limit, and you feel yourself losing yourself to lust in little time at all. As you fuck yourself hard and deep, lost in the intense sensations of the silicone cock pushing against your prostate, you see the clerk hit his limit. Still filming you, he grunts, cumming hard onto the motel floor. That image sends you over the edge. An intense anal orgasm hits you, your clitty shooting out an embarassing load of semen onto the bedding beneath you, while your boypussy spasms in pleasure. Distantly, you can feel your hot saliva drip down your thighs. <img src="Images/Home/whoresolo3.gif" width=400 /> \ <<else>><span class="pink"><i>Okay, let's do this.</i></span> You climb onto the bed while keeping your eyes fixed on the camera lens, giving clerk a dark, seductive look. Not breaking eye contact, you lower yourself on all fours and lap at the dildo's large, bulbous head. It tastes like silicone, and just faintly of sex. You're not the first whore to use this dildo. That little bit of knowledge has your heart racing. Few things turn you on as much as feeling like a dirty slut. Your slurps get louder as you go, engulfing half the dildo down your throat, coating it in your saliva. You add a few girly moans for good measure. <span class="blue"><b>"Mrs. Henderson,"</b></span> says the clerk, still stroking his cock. <span class="blue"><b>"Show me how you jerked off the principal to keep him quiet, when he caught you with the janitor..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wow,</i></span> you think, gripping the dildo and giving it slow, sensual strokes for the camera. <span class="pink"><i>Either he's making all of this up, or this Mrs. Henderson lady's like, my role model.</i></span> <img src="Images/Home/whoresolo4.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Good... but now it's time for your daily fucking."</b></span> Leaning on your side, you spread your gaping asshole for the clerk to see, then pick up the dildo, still dripping with saliva. First you line it up with your asshole, then for a while just play at the entrance, teasing your hole without quite going on. Your locked up clitty strains with frustrated pleasure from within its cage. Then you wink at the clerk, and push the dildo inside. <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Ohhh...</i>"</b></span> you moan, sliding the thick dildo in and out of your boypussy. <img src="Images/Home/whoresolo5.gif" width=400 /> As used to insertions as you are, the dildo is pretty damned girthy. It pushes you to your limit, and you feel yourself losing yourself to lust in little time at all. As you fuck yourself hard and deep, lost in the intense sensations of the silicone cock pushing against your prostate, you see the clerk hit his limit. Still filming you, he grunts, cumming hard onto the motel floor. That image sends you over the edge. An intense anal orgasm hits you, your clitty shooting out an embarassing load of semen onto the bedding beneath you, while your boypussy spasms in pleasure. Distantly, you can feel your hot saliva drip down your thighs. <img src="Images/Home/whoresolo6.gif" width=400 /> <</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"Perfect,"</b></span> the clerk says, pulling up his pants. <span class="blue"><b>"I'll be jerking off to this vid for years."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, that was... honestly, a lot of fun."</b></span> Once you clean up and get dressed, you head outside to find that <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> is already parked outside the hotel, waiting for you. [[Get in Sapphire's car->Whore Close 2][$overwear = $overwearsave, $underwear = $underwearsave, $bra = $brasave, $toy = $toysave]] <<set $money += 200>> <<set $whoreblowcount += 1>> <<set $i = "solo">>
<<set $whoretotal = $whoreflashcount + $whorehandcount + $whoreblowcount + $whoresexcount>>\ <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> hands you your payment for the night, gives you a once-over to make sure you're not bruised or hurt in anyway, and then adds a few quick notes to her phone. <<if $whoreblowcount eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>"I keep track of my girls' clients. What they like, who they like, how much they pay, what days they come by..."</b></span> she shoves the phone into the pocket of her leather jacket. <span class="todd"><b>"Knowledge is power, and all. Plus, if any guy hurts you, he's blacklisted. And if a blacklisted guy comes back, he gets a bullet in his leg for the trouble."</b></span> You believe her. <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> doesn't strike you as the kind of woman to make idle threats. Driving home beside her, you feel incredibly safe. It's crazy to think you were ever a whore without a pimp! Working girls like you need pimps like <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> to protect them. <</if>> Feeling relaxed, you rest your head against her shoulder. <span class="todd"><b>"That's a good girl..." Sapphire</b></span> whispers, stroking your hair as she drives you home. <img src="Images/Home/driving2.gif" width=450 /> Once <span class="todd"><b>Sapphire</b></span> drops you off, at your usual corner, you walk back to your apartment. <<if $i eq "solo">>You think back on the video you just made for the costume store clerk. When did fucking yourself up the ass for a stranger get so easy? And so <i>hot</i>?<<elseif $i eq "mommy">>You think back on what you just did with your client. Roleplaying as a guy's mother is surprisingly sexy. You can't wait to see him again.<<elseif $i eq "rim">>You think back on the rimjob you just gave, and lick your lips. Eating ass is so taboo, but that just makes it more of a turn-on.<<elseif $i eq "blow">> Your breath still stinks of semen, and you consider not brushing your teeth tonight. Nothing makes you feel more relaxed and at peace than lying in bed with a mouth full of semen.<</if>> Soon you're nearly home. <<if $whorestatus eq 0>>You can't believe what you just did. You definitely won't do this again... right?<<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>>You feel a little bit miserable, knowing what you just did for a little extra cash. Worse, you kind of <i>enjoyed</i> it.<<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>>You're a bit sore, but happy with your night's earnings. Whoring is getting easier. Normal, even.<<else>>An experienced whore, you don't dwell for long on the night's events. You just count your cash, knowing full well you'll be back on the street selling your slutty body again, soon.<</if>> <img src="Images/Home/whoredone1.jpg" width=450 /> <<if ($whoretotal gte 6) and ($whorestatus eq 1)>><<set $whorestatus = 2>><</if>>\ <<if ($whoretotal gte 14) and ($whorestatus eq 2) and ($whorehandcount gte 5)>><<set $whorestatus = 3>><</if>>\ <<if ($whoretotal gte 25) and ($whorestatus eq 3) and ($whoreblowcount gte 7)>><<set $whorestatus = 4>><</if>>\ \ <b>Whore Status:</b> <<if $whorestatus eq 0>><span class="boss">Uninitiated</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 1>><span class="boss">New Girl</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 2>><span class="boss">Blossoming Slut</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 3>><span class="boss">Lady of the Night</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 4>><span class="boss">Well-known Whore</span><<elseif $whorestatus eq 5>><span class="boss">Cock Queen</span><</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $alreadywhored = 1>>
<<if $virginwaitresscount eq 0>> \ You enter the small dressing room, hoping to run into <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. But she's not there. Instead, standing in the room's center, waiting for you, is none other than <span class="boss"><b>Alex Nazarov</b></span>. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov3.jpg" width=400 /> A shiver runs down your spine. <span class="pink"><i>This can't be good...</i></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Scared, $femname?"</b></span> The corner of his lip twitches. A grin? <span class="boss"><b>"I've been known to have that effect. Please come in and greet me properly."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck... does he know I stole the chastity key?</i></span> [[Meekly nod your head and say hello.->Virgin Waitress Shift Nazarov 1][$i = 1]] <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>[[Smile warmly, and kiss Nazarov on the lips.->Virgin Waitress Shift Nazarov 1][$i = 2]]<<else>><span class="grey">Smile warmly, and kiss Nazarov on the lips.</span><</if>> <<if $katielove gte 2>>[[Demand to know where Katie is immediately.->Virgin Waitress Shift Nazarov 1][$i = 3]]<<else>><span class="grey">Demand to know where Katie is immediately.</span><</if>> <<elseif $virginityquest eq 9>>You enter the small dressing room, excited to get back into the rhythm of working at the Cauldron as the waitress supervisor. To your surprise, none other than <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> is there, waiting for you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlos1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="carlos"><b>"Let's go, chica,"</b></span> he says, taking you by the shoulder and leading you back out the dressing room and up the back stairwell. <span class="carlos"><b>"Boss wants to see you."</b></span> [[Ask why->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$i = 1]] [[Stay silent->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$i = 2]] <<elseif $virginwaitresscount gte 1>>You enter the small dressing room. As usual, it's empty. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dressingroom.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $katielove gte 3>><span class="pink"><b>"Katie..."</b></span> you find yourself whispering, eying the vanity. <span class="pink"><b>"I really, really miss you."</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Alright - another night, another opportunity."</b></span> You give your hips a little shake. <span class="pink"><b>"Let's do this."</b></span><</if>> Stripping down to your underwear, you focus first on touching up your makeup and fixing a few loose strands of hair. <<set $gettingreadyset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $gettingreadychoice = $gettingreadyset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $gettingreadychoice eq 1>>\ <img src="Images/Cauldron/gettingready1.jpg" width=400 /> <<elseif $gettingreadychoice eq 2>>\ <img src="Images/Cauldron/gettingready2.jpg" width=400 /> <<elseif $gettingreadychoice eq 3>>\ <img src="Images/Cauldron/gettingready3.gif" width=400 /><</if>> Once you look perfect, it's just a matter of finding the right costume. [[It's dress-up time!->Virgin Waitress Shift 2]] <<if $cauldronbecky eq 1>>[[Take Becky's glamour shots->Virgin Waitress Shift Becky]]<</if>> <<if $cauldronsusan eq 1>>[[Take Susan's glamour shots->Virgin Waitress Shift Susan]]<</if>> <</if>> <<if ($virginwaitresscount gte 1) and ($virginityquest neq 9)>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <</if>> <<set $i = 0>> <<set $p = 0>>
<<if $i eq 2>>You know how to please your boss - and it's best to stay on the good side of a man like <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. Smiling warmly, you cross the room with just the slightest sway to your hips. <span class="pink"><b>"To what,"</b></span> you ask, planting your lips on his. <span class="pink"><b>"Do I owe the pleasure of your company?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovkiss3.gif" width=400 /> He tastes of mint and fine whiskey. Your heart flutters, being so close to a man so dangerous... and so powerful. <<if $lips gte 3>><span class="boss"><b>"Those lips,"</b></span> he whispers, marveling at them. <span class="boss"><b>"A work of art, truly."</b></span> You lick your lips, enjoying his attention. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lips.gif" width=450 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><i>Cool it, $femname,</i></span> you remind yourself. <span class="pink"><i>This guy kidnapped your father.</i></span> \ <<elseif $i eq 3>> You cross your arms. <span class="pink"><b>"What are you doing here? Tell me where Katie is. Now."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> studies you intensely, a small frown forming on his lips. <span class="boss"><b>"I admire your fire, $femname, I do... but you're in no position to make demands of <i>me</i>."</b></span> He looks away, then back to you. <span class="boss"><b>"You care for her?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I-"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"You do. As I do. So you will do as I say, in order to keep her safe."</b></span> \ <<else>>Intimidated by his presence, you give him a low nod, then shut the door behind you. <span class="boss"><b>"So demure..."</b></span> he says, watching you. <span class="boss"><b>"Obidience suits you, $femname."</b></span><</if>> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> takes slow steps to <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> vanity, before rubbing his palms against its surface. <span class="boss"><b>"Katie is in Russia."</b></span> You blink, astounded. <span class="pink"><b>"What? Why?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"That's not for you to know."</b></span> He taps the vanity, as if in thought. <span class="boss"><b>"What you must know is that with Katie gone, I am in need of a new supervisor for my girls."</b></span> He looks at you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"You're being promoted, $femname."</b></span> [[Wait... what?->Virgin Waitress Shift Nazarov 2]]
<span class="boss"><b>"Katie's position is yours. You will have her responsibilities, as well as her pay. But you must still work as a waitress - my experiment with you isn't done."</b></span> Your head is spinning. Of course you're worried about <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, but a <i>supervisor's</i> wage... that should help keep your father alive. For now, at least. <span class="pink"><b>"I don't know what to say."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> laughs. <span class="boss"><b>"You could thank me."</b></span> <<if $i eq 2>>Your tongue still tastes like his lips. Not wasting a moment, you meet him at the vanity. His arms wrap around your waist. <span class="pink"><b>"Thank you, Mr. Nazarov..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovkiss2.gif" width=450 /> \ <<else>>You take a moment to register what he said. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh. Yes - thank you, Mr. Nazarov."</b></span><</if>> And just like that, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> steps around you and heads to the door. <span class="boss"><b>"The best way to thank me, of course, is to make me money."</b></span> He glances back, giving you a cold, appraising look. <span class="boss"><b>"Keep the girls working, and stay busy with the clients, as well. And, $femname..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"...Yes?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Now that you're a supervisor, we will need to work together <i>much</i> more closely."</b></span> Once he leaves, you find yourself alone in the dressing room. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dressingroom.jpg" width=450 /> You walk its length and breadth, running your hands over your old costumes, pausing at all the little accessories <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> pulled together for you. <span class="pink"><b>"Katie, I hope you're okay."</b></span> you say to no one, <span class="pink"><b>"But for now, I need to focus on myself."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I'm in the inner circle, now. If I can win <b>Nazarov's</b> trust, I bet I can find a way to free my father...</i></span> That means being the perfect supervisor. After taking a deep breath, you strip out of your $overwear and look for the slutty costume. [[It's dress-up time->Virgin Waitress Shift 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $virginityquest = 2>>
You put on an outfit of your choosing, then admire yourself in the mirror. <<set $virginoutfitset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $virginoutfitchoice = $virginoutfitset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $virginoutfitchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/virginwaitress1.jpg" width=400 /> Why didn't <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> ever show you this lovely little dominatrix costume? Maybe she was saving it for herself, or maybe she thought you're too much of a submissive slut to ever put it on. Well, you've put it on, and it looks <i>perfect</i>. The silk, the lace, the long, corded whip. Someone's getting punished, tonight... <<set $overwear = "Slutty dominatrix outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $virginoutfitchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/virginwaitress2.jpg" width=400 /> Everyone knows French maid outfits are slutty, but this costume pushes that notion to a whole other level. You're basically in panties and just the tiniest bit of bit of a bra, with little but straps of silk to hide you breasts and the small bulge of your clitty. Your hands are better covered than your boypussy! At least you look cute as a button. <i>Fourre ta bite dans ma gorge, s'il te plait?</i> <<set $overwear = "Slutty French maid outfit">> <</if>>\ \ <<if $virginoutfitchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/virginwaitress3.jpg" width=400 /> Today, you're dressed in what's supposed to be a sleepover outfit. It's essentially lingerie, complete with a more-or-less transparent floral shift and matching panties. While your whole body is on display for the Cauldron to see, you can't but find the lace incredibly comfortable. Maybe you could take this home, and wear it to sleep each night? Any future boyfriends would surely approve... <<set $overwear = "Slutty sleepover outfit">> <</if>>\ \ [[Let's get to work!->Virgin Waitress Shift 3]] <<set $virginwaitresscount += 1>>
Dressed up in your $overwear, you enter the first floor of the Cauldron, ready to strut your stuff and make some serious money. <img src="Images/Cauldron/firstfloor.jpg" width=450 /> Now that you're the waitress supervisor, you don't have to wait on any tables. Instead you keep an eye on all your girls, making sure they're smiling brightly, showing lots of skin, and giving the Cauldron's many customers an unforgettable experience. Nothing pleases you more than watching a man reach for a waitress's bracelet. The way the newly inducted waitresses look a little embarassed, a little excited. The way the veteran girls let the men put a hand down their panties on the way to the back room. It's a smoothly running ship, and you're at it's head. <<set $virginset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $virginchoice = $virginset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $virginchoice eq 1>>Walking through the Cauldron, you spot one of your waitresses near the bar, putting on a bit of a strip tease to the thumping beat of music pumped through the bar's speaker system. <img src="Images/Cauldron/virginevent1.gif" width=400 /> It's a little innovation you added since becoming shift supervisor. Just a little bit of naughty fun to get the boys in the mood for a little post-dinner service from their table's waitress. Besides, she looks great, too. And judging by how often her own bracelets are being plucked, the plan is definitely working... <</if>>\ <<if $virginchoice eq 2>>Walking back from the washroom, you spot a veteran waitress strutting through the hall ahead of you, looking good enough to eat in her classic slut bunny attire. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/virginevent2.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><b>"Shouldn't you be out waiting tables?"</b></span> you ask with a smile, keeping your eyes on her ass. <span class="mom"><b>"My regular's about to arrive,"</b></span> she explains, glancing back for a moment. <span class="mom"><b>"He loves when I give myself a milk enema before I see him. He drinks it straight from the source."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Wait.. what?"</b></span> you say, only now noticing the sway of her hips, and the way she's pinching her ass cheeks together. She's definitely holding in close to a litre of fresh milk. <</if>>\ <<if $virginchoice eq 3>>Halfway through your shift, you pass by the main dressing room, checking in on the waitresses that just arrived. Each is in a different state of undress, most of them topless. They give you a warm welcome, waving and baring their breasts at you. Everyone sucks up to their boss at the Cauldron, it seems. <span class="pink"><b>"Asses out, girls."</b></span> you say, laughing as they eagerly stick out their panty-clad asses to you, showing off their panties. <img src="Images/Cauldron/virginevent3.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Beautiful. Get out there, and remember: if you're not getting groped, you're doing something wrong."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"<i>Thanks, $femname!</i>"</b></span> they say in unison, waving as you leave. <</if>>\ <<if $virginchoice eq 4>><span class="mom"><b>"Hey, $femname,"</b></span> one of the Cauldron's best and sluttiest waitresses says, calling you over to the bar. She's standing beside a new girl - one of the waitresses <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> recruited right before you replaced her. <img src="Images/Cauldron/virginevent4.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="mom"><b>"My friend here's been doing great work,"</b></span> she says, <span class="mom"><b>"Everyone loves her - when's she gonna get a bracelet?"</b></span> You glance at the new waitress. Innocent eyes. A nervous wobble to her lips. <span class="pink"><b>"She has potential,"</b></span> you reply, <span class="pink"><b>"But until I see a video of her giving a guy a handjob, I can't risk it. You know how the boss is when it comes to brand integrity."</b></span> The new girl breathes the slightest sigh of relief. Seems she needs a bit more time to warm up to the idea of whoring herself out for cash. <</if>>\ \ <<if ($chest lte 5) or ($virginityquest lte 6)>><<set $cauldronwhoreset = [2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7]>><<else>><<set $cauldronwhoreset = [2, 3, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9]>><</if>>\ \ <<set $cauldronwhorechoice = $cauldronwhoreset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 2>>Just as your shift is ending, a patron snaps your blue bracelet. A middle-aged man, drinking alone at the bar. You recognize him as the trucker who sometimes stops by the Cauldron - he's one of your regulars. You give him a warm smile. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a handjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Handjob 2]] [[Not tonight->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 3>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your blue bracelet. He looks like a normal enough guy - probably a student at the university. He keeps his finger hooked under your bracelet, giving you a hopeful look. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a handjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Handjob 3]] [[Not tonight->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 4>>Eventually your shift ends - and no one's snapped your bracelet! <<if $money lte 5000>>A shame, because you could definitely use some extra money.<<else>>Considering you're sitting on more than five thousand in cash, it's not the biggest deal in world. Still, it's always fun to play with a stranger...<</if>> <span class="mom"><b>"Don't sweat it, $femname,"</b></span> says a waitress passing by you, her right arm lined with every color of bracelet. <span class="mom"><b>"Katie wasn't even allowed to make side money with clients - Mr. Nazarov kept her all to himself."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I guess that's true...</i></span> [[Go change->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 5>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your red bracelet. He's well-built and looks rather sure of himself - maybe an athlete from the university. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a blowjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Blowjob 1]] [[Not tonight->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 6>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your red bracelet. He looks like a normal enough guy - young, and more than a bit nervous. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a blowjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Blowjob 2]] [[Not tonight->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 7>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your red bracelet. Looking over, you see it's a woman! She's giving you a hungry, knowing look. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to go down on this woman for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Blowjob 3]] [[Not tonight->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 8>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your green bracelet. It's easy to see from the bulge in his jeans that he's already hard as a rock. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give this guy a titjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Titjob 1]] [[Not tonight->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <</if>> \ <<if $cauldronwhorechoice eq 9>>As your shift is ending, a patron snaps your green bracelet. Before you can react, he already has a hand on one of your breasts, squeezing it affectionately. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck... am I going to give this guy a titjob for cash?</i></span> [[Make your client happy->Cauldron Titjob 2]] [[Not tonight->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <</if>> \
<<if $virginwaitresscount eq 1>>When you return to your dressing room, the first thing you notice is the distinct lack of <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dressingroom.jpg" width=400 /> The dressing room just doesn't feel the same without her. You hope she's safe, wherever <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> sent her in Russia. <<if $katielove gte 2>>Glancing at some of her old make up, you feel your heart ache. At some point in the past few weeks, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> started to mean a lot to you. You miss her dearly. <span class="pink"><b>"I just wish we could talk..."</b></span> <</if>> Not for the first time, you dial her number. Unfortunately, it seems like her phone's out of battery, or maybe <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> destroyed it. Either way, it rings once before the line is dropped, every time. With a long sigh, you put your phone away and start changing back into your normal clothes. Just as you take off your costume, you notice a stack of bills, sitting on the vanity. This must be <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> new way of paying you. <span class="pink"><b>"Six hundred dollars..."</b></span> you mutter, counting the money. <span class="pink"><b>"That's, like, <i>way</i> more than I could ever earn as a bus boy."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/money.jpg" width=400 /> You become almost painfully aware of how much better life is as a beautiful woman than as a shy and generally uninteresting guy. <span class="pink"><b>"I was meant for this life."</b></span> you say, eying the gorgeous slut in the mirror. Luscious hair, pouting lips, radiant skin. Perky tits, shapely ass, and a tiny surprise between your legs. You're a catch. <span class="pink"><i>If I can keep this up, I won't just be pretty... I'll be rich, too...</i></span> [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] \ <<elseif $virginityquest eq 14>>You return to your dressing room. It feels quiet without <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> around to tease you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dressingroom.jpg" width=400 /> You undress in silence, then put on your normal clothes. Just as you do, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> enters the room. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"We need to talk."</b></span> he says, shutting the door behind him. <span class="pink"><i>That sounds ominous...</i></span> you think, nervous<<if $nazarovlove gte 2>>, and a little excited for what he has in store<</if>>. <span class="pink"><b>"What is it, Mr. Nazarov?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"My business partners are visiting from Russia. They..."</b></span> His jaw tenses. <span class="boss"><b>"They expect greater profits from this establishment. I'm hosting a meeting, and I need your help."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>So <b>Nazarov</b> is under pressure to make more money... interesting.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"How can I help?"</b></span> [[Nazarov explains->Virgin Waitress Shift 4][$virginityquest = 15]] <<elseif $virginityquest eq 15>>He speaks to you directly. <span class="boss"><b>"I can't impress them with profit, but I can impress them with growth. The promise of <i>future</i> profit."</b></span> His eyes narrow, soaking you in. <span class="boss"><b>"You're that promise."</b></span> He hands you a roll of bills. <span class="boss"><b>"One thousand dollars. For today's work, plus your outfit."</b></span> <<set $money += 400>> <span class="pink"><b>"My outfit?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"You're to play the perfect servant at my meeting,"</b></span> he explains. <span class="boss"><b>"Buy an outfit from Fem World. Something that suggests submission and obedience. Come to my office when you're ready."</b></span> You can imagine what he means, well enough. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting1.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $nazarovlove gte 2>>Suddenly, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is rapidly walking towards you. He holds you close, his lips against your ear. <span class="boss"><b>"You are a treasure, $femname. But you must prove that to them as you have proved it to me."</b></span> After kissing your ear, his tongue running along its rim, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> leaves you weak in the knees and breathless.<<else>>Suddenly, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is rapidly walking towards you. He stops inches from your face. <span class="boss"><b>"If you don't perform, $femname, I will ruin your life."</b></span> He stares at you, not with anger, but with certainty. <span class="boss"><b>"This is a fact, not a threat."</b></span> Then he leaves you to catch your breath and shiver at his words.<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<elseif ($virginwaitresscount eq 3) and ($virginityquest lt 10)>> When you return to the dressing room, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is waiting for you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Mr. Nazarov!"</b></span> you say, startled. <span class="pink"><b>"What happened? What did I do?"</b></span> He raises a brow. <span class="boss"><b>"Don't be nervous. I don't like nervous girls."</b></span> You swallow your saliva and try to settle your nerves. He watches you, then beckons you over to greet him properly. <span class="pink"><i>Right, I've got this,</i></span> you think, strutting over to him. <span class="pink"><i><b>Katie</b> said I need to get close to him and earn his trust.</i></span> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>Not to mention, a part of you is actually a little excited about getting to know <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> better.<</if>> Just as your lips nearly touch, he kisses you, softly, warmly. Once, then twice. Crime lord and villain he might be, but <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> knows his way around a kiss! <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovkiss1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Now,"</b></span> he says, brushing back your hair to get a better look at you. <span class="boss"><b>"Let's talk about your breasts."</b></span> [[My breasts?->Virgin Waitress Shift Breasts 1][$p = 0]] <<else>>You return to your dressing room. It feels quiet without <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> around to tease you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dressingroom.jpg" width=400 /> You undress in silence, until you're only in your underwear. For a moment, you stare at the room's largest mirror. Then you start to do a bit of self-modeling, engrossed with how perfect you look. <<set $femset = [1,2,3]>> \ <<set $femchoice = $femset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $femchoice eq 1>><video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/fem1.mp4"></video> <<elseif $femchoice eq 2>><video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/fem2.mp4"></video> <<elseif $femchoice eq 3>> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/fem3.mp4"></video><</if>> <span class="pink"><i>It scared me before, the idea of getting fucked. Now I look at myself in a mirror, and I wonder why I haven't yet.</i></span> You shiver. <span class="pink"><i>I'm starting to crave it... the feeling of a big dick deep inside me...</i></span> [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] <<if $cauldronbecky gte 3>><b><i>You earned fifty dollars from <span class="becky">Becky's</span> performance today!</i></b> <<set $money += 50>><</if>> <<if $cauldronsusan gte 3>><b><i>You earned fifty dollars from <span class="susan">Susan's</span> performance today!</i></b> <<set $money += 50>><</if>> <</if>> <<if $virginwaitresscount neq 3>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>> <<if ($virginwaitresscount neq 3) and ($virginityquest neq 14)>> <<set $money += 600>> <</if>>
Your client is pretty woman, and surprisingly tall. Well, actually, at your diminutive height, about half of the women you meet are taller than you. And almost every guy is, too. <span class="mom"><b>"Hey hot stuff, you okay with girls?"</b></span> You nearly laugh at the irony. You were okay with girls <i>long</i> before you were okay with guys. <span class="pink"><b>"More than okay. Shall we head to the backrooms?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Not yet."</b></span> she says, taking your hand and leading you up stairs. <span class="mom"><b>"Dancing come first. Dinner later."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Dinner later?</i></span> Your client leads to the third floor, where the music is absurdly loud and a non-stop rave seems to take place every night. Keeping a tight hold on your hand, she brings you deep into the center of the dance floor, then wraps her arms around you. <span class="mom"><b>"Show me your moves, hot stuff."</b></span> she whispers in your ear, while grinding against you. Her breath smells of vodka. You dance with her, a bit stiff at first but quickly getting into the rhythm of things. Soon your heart quickens, as her hips grind against yours, and her hands explore your body. Briefly, they cup your small, girly ballsack. <span class="mom"><b>"Mmm..."</b></span> she says, giving them a hard squeeze. <span class="mom"><b>"Is it true what they say about trans girls?"</b></span> As she speaks, she pulls aside your top and gropes your breasts. Then her lips finds yours. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob5girlkiss.gif" width=350 /> <span class="pink"><b>"What do they say about us?"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"The big dicks are dominant..."</b></span> One of her hands reaches up your skirt and finds your chastity cage. <span class="mom"><b>"But the small ones...always submissive sluts."</b></span> It's your turn to lean in and kiss her. <span class="pink"><b>"Want to find out?"</b></span> Not one minute later, your in the backroom with your client, each of eagerly tearing off the other's clothes. Once you're naked, she pushes you against the couch, then climbs on top. <span class="mom"><b>"Time for dinner, hot stuff."</b></span> she says, lowing her dripping pussy onto your face. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob5girl.gif" width=400 /> She sets all her weight against your face, and her pussy lips slide along your lips and cheeks, opening up her inner depths for your tongue to explore. Your nose press hard against her bulging, erect clit, and as she grinds against your face her clit spars with your nose, eliciting lewd moans of pleasure from above. Eyes shut, you lose yourself to her heady, almost acidic taste, and her overpowering feminine smell. Her grinding becomes fast, more urgent as time goes on. Her thighs contract against your head. Having breathed little but the air from her pussy for a while, you start to feel lightheaded. Still you press on, lapping up her inner walls, toying with her clit, and sucking on her lower lips until at last she cries out, and girlcum leaks past your tongue. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowjob5girlcum.gif" width=400 /> She spasms on top of you, wave after wave of an intense orgasm rocking through. A small fart escapes her ass, as she cums hard against your face, lost in pleasure. <span class="mom"><b>"Fuck,"</b></span> she says, falling on top of you, once the last of climax fades away. <span class="mom"><b>"I needed that. I think we'll be seeing more of each other, hot stuff."</b></span> Your client dresses, pays you, and leaves. The room stinks of sweat and pussy. After cleaning up, you tuck the money into your bra and head to the dressing room. [[Closing time->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <<set $cauldronblowjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 290>>
<span class="blue"><b>"Hey good looking - tell me, are they real?"</b></span> You give him a teasing smile. <<if $chest eq 6>><span class="pink"><b>"Home-grown and one hundred percent natural. Wanna see?"</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"These are the best tits money can buy. Wanna see?"</b></span><</if>> He nods like a starving man offered dinner. Taking his hand, you lead him throw the Cauldron's first floor, towards the backrooms. He walks close at your back, his sizable erection pushing against your backside with every step. Once you're in the private room, he drops onto the couch and just stares at your chest. <span class="blue"><b>"Show me."</b></span> Putting on a bit of a strip tease to the thump of the music outside, you slip out of your top and unhook your $bra. <<if $chest eq 6>>Your large, almost MILF-like breasts wobble and shake with your every motion.<<else>>Your large, silicone-enhanced breasts stand perky and firm. You love the way they've stretched the skin of your nipples.<</if>> <<if $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Cauldron/titjobnatural.gif" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Cauldron/titjobfake.gif" width=400 /><</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"Alright,"</b></span> he says, clearly impressed. <span class="blue"><b>"Lie down and push 'em together."</b></span> You obey without comment, biting a single manicured nail and flashing him an eager. smile. Once you're in position, he quick to climb on top of you, his cock freed from his pants and rubbing against your breasts. Tilting your head to the side, you spit up your saliva and use it to coat his dick. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/titjob1.mp4"></video> You push your breasts together, forming a passage for his cock, and then gently rub the your soft breast-flesh against his shaft, letting him slowly fuck your boobs. <span class="blue"><b>"That's good..."</b></span> he grunts, as his large, hairy ballstack rubs against your stomach, making you feel small and submissive. <span class="blue"><b>"I love sluts with big <<if $chest eq 6>>natural<<else>>fake<</if>> tits."</b></span> It isn't long before he hits his peak. Pushing hard against your pillowy boobs, he groans as his first hot rope of semen shoots directly onto your neck. You lie there are take it as more and more man-seed coats your breasts and collarbone. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/titjob1cum.webm"></video> When he's done, he just pulls out a wad of bills from his pocket and throws them onto your chest, covering them in cum. Snickering, your client pulls on his shirt, buckles his pants, and leaves. <span class="pink"><b>"What an asshole,"</b></span> you think, counting the cum-soaked money. Three hundred and twenty-five dollars. <span class="pink"><b>"Well... a generous asshole, at least. Maybe he's not so bad."</b></span> After cleaning up, you tuck the money into your bra and head to the dressing room. [[Closing time->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <<set $cauldrontitjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 325>>
<span class="blue"><b>"Fuck,"</b></span> your client says, groping your breasts right in the middle of the Cauldron. <<if $chest eq 6>><span class="blue"><b>"These are definitely real. Born to be a big-titted slut, were you?"</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Big and fake. I love when sluts ruin their bodies to get attention."</b></span><</if>> You tilt your head. <span class="pink"><b>"My, aren't you a charmer. You here to compliment me, or did you flick that bracelet for a better reason?"</b></span> The man towers over you, standing at least six feet tall and likely weighing a good two hundred and fifty pounds. A shiver runs down your spine. <span class="blue"><b>"Why don't we go to the backroom and I'll show you?"</b></span> Nervous, you lead him to the backrooms. As you pass by one of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> bouncers, you brush your hand on his arm. <span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Nicholai. You look good today."</b></span> He nods, giving your client a quick, measuring stare before replying. <span class="mob"><b>"$femname."</b></span> He understands the code. <span class="pink"><i>This guy could be trouble</i></span>, you basically just told him. Once you're in the private room, your client gestures at your to strip down to your panties. You comply, slipping out of your top and unhooking your $bra. <<if $chest eq 6>>Your large, almost MILF-like breasts wobble and shake with your every motion.<<else>>Your large, silicone-enhanced breasts stand perky and firm. You love the way they've stretched the skin of your nipples.<</if>> <<if $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Cauldron/titjobnatural.gif" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Cauldron/titjobfake.gif" width=400 /><</if>> Your client's already naked, and pushes his dick between your tits the very next moment. You start stroking his girthy cock with you breasts, rhymthically moving up and down, letting your drool drip onto the head of his cock as you do. <img src="Images/Cauldron/titjob2.gif" width=400 /> As you give your client his titjob, your catch a brief glance at his balls. They're <i>huge</i>, and almost swollen-looking, like the slightest touch could hurt them. He catches you looking. <span class="blue"><b>"I've been living with my grandma in a one bedroom flat. This is my first time out in a month."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wow, talk about being backed up...</i></span> those balls are <i>full</i> of cum. Big, powerful testicles, full of sperm, designed to spread seed to as many females as possible. Cocks are lovely, but there's something equally entrancing about a pair of large, weighty testicles. Something so damned <i>masculine</i> about them... <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck!"</b></span> he shouts. <span class="blue"><b>"I'm gonna cum!"</b></span> His first load hits you right in the mouth. The second sprays onto your breasts. <img src="Images/Cauldron/titjob2cum.gif" width=400 /> Then comes the third rope of hot, salty semen. Then the fourth... and the fifth. Your client cums and cums until his balls are drained, pale, and noticably smaller. Once he's done, he breathes a long sigh of relief, sets a wad of bills on the couch, and leaves. The next moment, <span class="mob"><b>Nicholai</b></span> enters the room. <span class="mob"><b>"You good, $femname?"</b></span> You give him a long, tired look from the floor, wagging your cum-soaked breasts his way. <img src="Images/Cauldron/titjob2cum2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah... I'm good."</b></span> After cleaning up and getting dressed, you tuck the money into your bra and head to the dressing room. [[Closing time->Virgin Waitress Shift 4]] <<set $cauldrontitjobcount += 1>> <<set $money += 320>>
You pick up your phone, confused. It's a text from an unknown number with a strange area code. <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed1.jpg" width=400 /> Curious, you open the text. <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"I bet you missed me."</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><i>No fucking way...</i></span> You rapidly text back: <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"KATIE!?!?!"</b></span></span> <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"The one and only."</b></span></span> You nearly jump on your bed in glee before calming yourself. This is <i>exactly</i> the kind of game <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> would play to trick you into revealing your intentions. After considering your options, you text back. <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"How do I know it's you?"</b></span></span> One moment later, an image appears. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic1.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $katielove lte 1>><span class="pink"><i>Looking good as always...</i></span><<else>>Your heart swells, seeing her. <span class="pink"><i>Wow, I really miss her...</i></span><</if>> <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Paranoia suits you, hot shot. Hold on, I'll call you."</b></span></span> [[Your phone rings->Katie Call 1 2]] <<set $virginityquest = 3>>
You pick up. <span class="katie"><b>"So, did you miss me?"</b></span> <<if $katielove lte 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Screw off."</b></span><<else>>You can't help but admit it. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, maybe I did."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Well, for what it's worth, the feeling's mutual."</b></span><</if>> You roll over on the bed, and stare at the ceiling. You remember what <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> told you at the Cauldron. <span class="pink"><b>"So, I hear you're in Russia."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> groans. <span class="katie"><b>"Yep, back to the Motherland. Nazarov does this kind of stuff. Whenever he suspects me of being uppity, he sends me away for a few weeks, makes me count bullets in a warehouse and check in on the drug-addled whores his family has working the streets, here. It's not glamorous work."</b></span> It sounds all kinds of awful. <span class="pink"><b>"Why?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"It's his way of trying to scare me straight. But it's never worked, and it never will. I'd have called you sooner, but it took me some time to get a burner phone. Listen, I gotta ask you something weird."</b></span> You roll back onto your stomach, curious. <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Weird how?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> says nothing for a while, maybe looking for the right words to say. <span class="katie"><b>"I've been doing some accounting, while I'm here. Ran across a certain file. A certain name."</b></span> You instantly know what she means. <span class="pink"><b>"Atticus Finch?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah, like the lawyer, except real. Real, and under lock and key. $femname... what's going on? If we're going to beat Nazarov, you've gotta let me in."</b></span> [[Tell her the whole sordid tale->Katie Call 1 3]]
You recount the past $daynumber days at a high level, skipping over most of that's happened with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, but otherwise leaving little out. Once you're done, <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> quiet for a few moments. Then, she just says, <span class="katie"><b>"Fuck."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah... it's been a strange few months."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"So, this whole turning-into-a-girl thing, it's just a front to keep your dad alive, or...?"</b></span> You glance at your perfect, pillowy breasts, resting on your chest. You can hardly imagine life without them. <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"That's how it started, but now... now it's both. I'm doing this for him <i>and</i> for me."</b></span><<if $katielove gte 2>> After a moment, you add, <span class="pink"><b>"And maybe for you, too."</b></span><</if>> <<if $katielove gte 2>><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> laughs. <span class="katie"><b>"Is that so? Well, it's working."</b></span> Her tone becomes more serious. <</if>><span class="katie"><b>"Alright, our path is clear then. We find a way to bring down Nazarov and save your dad."</b></span> Your heart races, hearing her words. <span class="pink"><b>"You'd do that for me?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Of course, I just want one thing in return..."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"The Cauldron."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/secondfloor.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You want to steal it?"</b></span> She clicks her tongue. <span class="katie"><b>"My mom helped Nazarov buy it before she died. Technically, I'm half-owner. But he hid her will from me. We're going to find it, take the Cauldron, and toss him back to Russia."</b></span> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>For a moment, a pang of hesitation takes you. You almost feel <i>bad</i> about plotting against <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. You shake your head of the feeling... though you have to admit, you've enjoyed his attention. <</if>><span class="pink"><b>"Alright - what's our next move?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"I'm going to be stuck in Russia for the next little while. For now - <i>get close to Nazarov.</i> Get him to trust you. To rely on you. Then when I get back, we'll move to the next phase. Got it?"</b></span> As you agree, you let out a long yawn. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> takes that as her que to hang up and let you sleep. [[Hang up and go to sleep.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<if $katielove gte 2>>[[Send Katie something to keep her entertained until you speak again.->Katie Call 1 4]]<<else>><span class="grey">Send Katie something to keep her entertained until you speak again.</span><</if>>
<span class="pink"><b>"Hold on,"</b></span> you say, after <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> says 'goodnight.' <span class="pink"><b>"You sent me a selfie, but I never returned the favor."</b></span> Climbing out of bed, you wander over to the washroom, thinking of the right selfie to take. Eventually you just hop onto the counter, play with the angle and bit, and take the photo. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><b>"Woah, hot shot - <i>scandalous</i> photos? And here I thought you were a prude..."</b></span> You laugh. <span class="pink"><b>"My two bracelets say otherwise."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Fair enough... guess I'll have to up my game, next time."</b></span> She lets out a long, wistful sigh. <span class="katie"><b>"Goodnight, $femname."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Goodnight, Katie. I miss you."</b></span> A moment's pause. <span class="katie"><b>"I miss you, too."</b></span> Then she hangs up. <span class="pink"><i>Guess we're in a long distance relationship, now.</i></span> you think, saving the selfie she sent you, then casting a lingering stare at her face. <span class="pink"><i>I just can't get enough of her...</i></span> <b><i><span class="katie">Katie</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $katielove += 1>>\ [[Time for sleep!->Getting Ready For Sleep]]
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already in their seats. Just as you sit down, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> enters the room. <img src="Images/University/teacher3.jpg" width=400 /> The moment she looks at you, she can tell something's amiss. <span class="teacher"><b>"The cross of your legs..."</b></span> she says, quietly, walking towards you. <span class="teacher"><b>"The arc of your spine..."</b></span> The click of her heels sounds like bullets firing. <span class="teacher"><b>"Expose yourself."</b></span> she says, sharply. <span class="teacher"><b>"Now."</b></span> Swallowing your saliva, you obey. <img src="Images/University/reveal1.gif" width=400 /> Of course, exposing yourself in front you classmates like this is so humilating, it immediately sends a rush excitement through your limbs. Your small, feminine penis springs to life, just as you show it off. <span class="pink"><i>Fuuuuuck, why does showing off my body get me so hard?</i></span> <span class="becky"><b>"<i>Ooooooh</i>!" Becky</b></span> whispers from her seat. <span class="becky"><b>"What's going on?"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> smirks. <span class="rachel"><b>"Little Ms. Perfect got out of her cage."</b></span> For her part, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> just stares at your cock, her face an icy mask. <span class="teacher"><b>"Lie down on the floor. Right now."</b></span> Her tone brokers no argument. [[As you lie down, she starts to strip.->Fem Class Test 1 2]] <<set $ach11 = 0>> <<set $ach11claim = 0>> <<set $ach11script = 0>> <<set $ach11claimscript = 0>>
<span class="rachel"><b>"Should we... leave?" Rachel asks</b></span>, as <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> takes takes off her bra, revealing her large, slightly sagging, motherly breasts. <img src="Images/University/eatout2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"No."</b></span> she says, as she plants one foot on either side of your face. <span class="teacher"><b>"I want you to watch."</b></span> She starts to slowly crouch down. <span class="teacher"><b>"$femname, show your classmates how good girls apologize to me."</b></span> As she gets closer and closer to you, her pussy lips spread apart, revealing her glistening inner folds. <img src="Images/University/eatout1.gif" width=400 /> You take one last breath of air before she plants her big ass directly onto your face. Opening your mouth, her lips mingle with yours, almost like a kiss, and your tongue snakes its way inside of her. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Mmmmgph..."</i></b></span> you moan, her juices seeping down your throat, your nose pressed against the weight of her ass. Her musk is strong and sweet, almost like honeyed liquor. You lose yourself in it. <img src="Images/University/eatout3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"That's right," Ms. Domina</b></span> moans, grinding on top of you, <span class="teacher"><b>"Tell me you're sorry. Tell me. Tell me! <i>Tell-!</i>"</b></span> She cums. <i>Hard</i>. her whole body goes rigid, then her thighs and ass cheeks quake against your head. Her pussy contracts and relaxes, over and over, as your tongue keeps flicking against her clit to push the orgasm further. Eventually, she relents, waddling forwards a bit and wiping her wet vagina over your top. Then she stands on shaking legs, and has <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> hand over her panties. You stay on the floor, catching your breath. Your penis stands erect, pitching a tent beneath your skirt. <span class="teacher"><b>"Since $femname has taken upon herself to decide you're all ready to be free of chastity..." Ms. Domina</b> </span> explains, <span class="teacher"><b>"Tomorrow there will be a written exam on what you've learned in this class. Study hard."</b></span> And just like that, she leaves.<<if $rachelstatus gte 3>> Once she's gone, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> runs over and helps you up to your feet, with <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> right behind her. <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks,"</b></span> you say, still catching your breath. She flashes the tattoo on her left wrist. A small heart, pink and blue. <span class="rachel"><b>"Girls like us need to stick together."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"And if we pass the feminization exam, I bet Ms. D will let us out of our cages."</b></span><<else>> Once she's gone, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> runs over and helps you up to your feet. <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks,"</b></span> you say, still catching your breath. <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> smiles sweetly. <span class="becky"><b>"I should be thanking you. I bet that if we pass the feminization exam, Ms. D will let us out of our cages"</b></span><</if>> <span class="pink"><i>A feminization exam? Sounds kinky.</i></span> It seems like class is over. You pull yourself up and wonder where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $femclass += 1>> <<set $teacherstatus = 8>>
<<if $teacherstatus eq 8>>When you arrive at Feminization class, you're surprised to find that neither <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> nor <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> is there. Only <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>, waiting for you. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=400 /> Nervous, you take your seat. On it is a paper binder. Your feminization exam. <span class="teacher"><b>"Your classmates arrived early, and have been placed in separate rooms. Don't worry, they're being looked after by my colleagues. There will be no cheating, today."</b></span> She hops onto the desk, then spreads her legs. She's not wearing panties. <img src="Images/University/femtest1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"You have until I finish, $femname. You had better get started... you know I don't last long."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Ms. Domina, you crazy bitch...</i></span> Sighing, you flip open the test to its first page. \ <<elseif $teacherstatus eq 9>>You arrive at your Feminization class, eager to take the exam again. This time, you'll definitely ace it. Like last time, your classmates are nowhere to be found. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>, watches you, a dark smile on her lips. <img src="Images/University/teacher2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"So good of you to try again, $femname. Let's see what you've learned."</b></span> She hops onto the desk, then spreads her legs. She's not wearing panties. <img src="Images/University/femtest1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Remember, you only have until I finish, $femname. You had better get started."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Alright, focus. You've got this, $femname!</i></span> Determined, you flip open the test to its first page.<</if>> [[Start the test->Fem Class Test 2 2]] <<set $femtest = 0>> <<set $answer = 0>> <<set $p = 0>>
<<if $p eq 0>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> <img src="Images/University/underwear.jpg" width=550 /> I wake up in the morning, take a long shower, and then get dressed in my... [[pink, lacy underwear->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 1]] [[boxer briefs->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 1]] \ <<elseif $p eq 1>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/washroom.jpg" width=450 /> Walking through campus, I realize I need to use the toilet. I make sure to enter the... [[women's washroom->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 2]] [[men's washroom->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 2]] \ <<elseif $p eq 2>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/wedding.jpg" width=550 /> At last, it's my wedding day. I can't wait to... [[Put on my tuxedo, and see my wife in white->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 3]] [[Put on my wedding dress, and have my father walk me down the aisle->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 3]] \ <<elseif $p eq 3>>You glance up from the test. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is watching you closely, rubbing her cunt at the same time. You still have time to spare before she cums. <img src="Images/University/femtest1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Tick... tock..."</b></span> she whispers, when she sees you staring at her wet pussy. <span class="pink"><i>Alright, got to focus!</i></span> [[Turn to the next page of the test->Fem Class Test 2 2][$p = 4]] \ <<elseif $p eq 4>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/manandwoman.jpg" width=550 /> I am a... [[man->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 5]] [[woman->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 5]] \ <<elseif $p eq 5>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/womanandtranswoman.jpg" width=550 /> I am a... [[cis woman->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 6]] [[trans woman->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 6]] <<if $teacherstatus eq 9>><span class="pink"><i>Alright, the question asks what's MOST correct. So they both might be a little correct, but one moreso than the other...</i></span><</if>> \ <<elseif $p eq 6>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/cockandclitty.jpg" width=550 /> Between my legs, I have a... [[cock (penis)->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 7]] [[clitty (clitoris)->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 7]] \ <<elseif $p eq 7>>You glance up from the test. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is getting more into her solo play, now. Her cunt is swollen with need, and wet enough to squelch as she rubs it. The room is starting to smell like pussy. <img src="Images/University/femtest3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"Mmm... so good..."</b></span> she says, panting, <span class="teacher"><b>"I don't think I can last much longer..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Come on, don't get distracted!</i></span> [[Turn to the next page of the test->Fem Class Test 2 2][$p = 8]] \ <<elseif $p eq 8>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/boypussyandclitty.jpg" width=550 /> A girl like me cums by stimulating my... [[boypussy (anus and prostate)->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 9]] [[clitty (clitoris)->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 9]] \ <<elseif $p eq 9>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/boypussy2.jpg" width=550 /> Before receiving a man's big cock, it is important for a girl like me to prepare my boypussy by... [[lubricating it->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 10]] [[cleaning it (via enema)->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 10]] [[cleaning and then lubricating it->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 10]] \ <<elseif $p eq 10>>You glance up from the test. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is shaking as she pounds her cunt with her fingers. She's about to cum! <img src="Images/University/femtest2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"<i>Ohhhhhh... fuuuuuuck...</i>"</b></span> she moans. <span class="pink"><i>One more question! Hurry!</i></span> [[Turn to the last page->Fem Class Test 2 2][$p = 11]] \ <<elseif $p eq 11>><b>Complete the following sentence by choosing the most correct answer.</b> \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/femtest2.jpg" width=400 /> When I look at a trans woman taking two large cocks up her boypussy, I... [[look away, uninterested.->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 12]] [[keep watching, finding it arousing->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 0, $p = 12]] [[see myself in her. She is my future. My destiny. My fate.->Fem Class Test 2 2][$answer = 1, $p = 12]] <<if $teacherstatus eq 9>><span class="pink"><i>Alright, the question asks what's MOST correct. Two of them might be correct, but one moreso than the other...</i></span><</if>> \ <<elseif $p eq 12>>Just as you circle in your final answer, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> hits her climax. \ <<set $femtest += $answer>> \ <img src="Images/University/femtest4.gif" width=400 /> You watch, aching with arousal, as her pussy quivers in orgasmic bliss, contracting onto her fingers again and again. Slowly, the climax fades. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> takes her time, slowly rubbing the lips of her dripping cunt, pleased to see you with your pencil down. <span class="teacher"><b>"Hand it over, $femname. Let's see how you did."</b></span> [[Turn in the test.->Fem Class Test 2 3]] <</if>>
<<if $femtest lte 6>>After grading your test, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="teacher"><b>"Not good enough, $femname. You'll have to take it again next class."</b></span> Still intensely aroused from having to watch and listen to her masturbate, you ask, <span class="pink"><b>"Are you going to... punish me?"</b></span> She flashes a dark smile. <span class="teacher"><b>"I'm afraid you'd enjoy it a bit too much."</b></span> Still sitting on the desk, naked, she sets a hand against her pussy and draws forth a long rope of grool. <img src="Images/University/femtest5.gif" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"My only punishment will be refusing to pay your your usual fifty dollars for the day. Now, off you go."</b></span> With a sigh, you leave your feminization class. <<set $money -= 50>>\ <<set $teacherstatus = 9>>\ \ <<elseif $femtest gte 7>>After grading your test, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> stares at you long and hard. Then she whispers. <span class="teacher"><b>"You passed."</b></span> You fight to constrain your joy. Something in her stare suggests that the journey isn't quite over yet. As you watch, she sets a hand against her pussy and draws forth a long rope of grool. <img src="Images/University/femtest5.gif" width=400 /> Then she sets it against you lips. You lap it up, entranced. <span class="teacher"><b>"Next class, we'll move to the practical component of the exam."</b></span> She pulls away her hand. <span class="teacher"><b>"I hope your boypussy is nice and loose, $femname. Now, off you go."</b></span> Curious - and a little excited - over what the practical exam will involve, you leave your feminization class. <<if $teacherstatus eq 8>> <<set $ach11 = 1>> <</if>>\ <<set $teacherstatus = 10>>\ <</if>>\ [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $femclass += 1>>
<<if $p eq 0>>When you arrive at your Feminization class, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> are already in their seats. <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> waves when she spots you. <img src="Images/University/beckyandrachel1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="becky"><b>"Heyyyy!"</b></span> she squeals, as you take your usual seat. <span class="becky"><b>"Look at us, passing tests, getting A's. You know, I always wanted to be a nerdy girl."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> rolls her eyes. <span class="rachel"><b>"Nerds have to be smart, Beck. You're just a girl."</b></span> Before you can comment, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> enters the classroom, shutting the door behind her. <span class="teacher"><b>"Somehow,"</b></span> she starts, her heels clicking as she crosses the room to her desk. <span class="teacher"><b>"All three of you passed the written exam. Although, <i>some</i> of you took more tries than I would have liked."</b></span> <<if $ach11 eq 1>>She gives <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> a dark stare.<<else>>She gives you a dark stare.<</if>> <span class="teacher"><b>"Still, you've all made it to the practical component."</b></span> She reaches behind her desk. <span class="teacher"><b>"I hope you've been practicing with your dildos..."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Otherwise, your boypussies are in for a workout."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/femtest3.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Is that... a double-sided dildo?</i></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"The exam will require pairs. Rachel, you'll work with Becky. $femname..."</b></span> She licks her lower lip. <span class="teacher"><b>"You're with me."</b></span> \ <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>>\ <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>>\ <<set $brasave = $bra>>\ <<set $toysave = $toy>>\ [[Follow Ms. Domina to the back of the room->Fem Class Test 3][$p = 1]] \ <<elseif $p eq 1>>Behind the desks, two large mattresses are set up, each fitted with sheets. Beside them are four extra large bottles of lube. Briefly the idea of roughly drilling your slutty boypussy - <i>alongside your teacher</i> - strikes you as absolutely absurd. But the thought doesn't last long. This is, by far, the best way for a girl like you to pass your final university course. <<if $toy neq "nude">>Your asshole clenches down on your buttplug.<<else>>Your asshole reflexively clenches, then relaxes.<</if>> You were <i>made</i> for this. <span class="teacher"><b>"Clothes off, ladies. I've picked special outfits for the exam."</b></span> You eye your outfit, confused. It looks like a pair of pink leggings... but with all the fabric missing from the crotch and ass. <span class="pink"><i>Talk about slutty...</i></span> As <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> sets up multiple video cameras 'for research purposes,' you and your classmates strip down and then put on your slutwear. <span class="teacher"><b>"$femname, be a good girl and come spread your legs,"</b></span> your teacher purrs, as shou squirts a sizable glob of lube onto her hand <img src="Images/University/femtest4.jpg" width=400 /> \ <<set $overwear = "pink slutwear">>\ <<set $underwear = "nude">>\ <<set $toy = "nude">>\ <<set $bra = "nude">>\ <<set $chastity eq 0>> [[obey->Fem Class Test 3][$p = 2]] \ <<elseif $p eq 2>>You crawl onto the bed, distinctly aware of <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> watching your every move. Your breath rapid as your heartbeart, you lie down and spread your legs. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> doesn't waste a moment, immediately shoving two fingers up your asshole. The lube is thick and cold. The way she curls her forefingers agaisnt your prostate immediately sends pleasure shooting up your spine. You shiver, your clitty responding by flopping to a half-erect state. But before you can get used to those fingers, something much, <i>much</i> larger presses against your ass. <span class="teacher"><b>Let's see just how loose you've gotten...</b></span> says <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>, as the head of a thick dildo pushes on your asshole. There's a moment of resistance before your anus just <i>parts</i>, instinctively understanding that big, thick insertions are meant to go inside you. A feeling of warmth, acceptance, and bliss flows through you as the bumpy dildo slides deeper and deeper inside. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/University/femtest1.mp4"></video> <span class="teacher"><b>"Good girl, $femname," Ms. Domina</b></span> whispers, a surprising tone of affection in her voice. <span class="teacher"><b>"You've become such a good girl."</b></span> Your teacher slides the large dildo into and out of your pliant, accepting boypussy, over and over again. All you can do to help is keep your big ass cheeks spread, while you moan into the pillow. <span class="teacher"><b>"We're ready,"</b></span> your teacher decides. <span class="teacher"><b>"Rachel, Becky, follow my lead. No one passes this exam unless these bedsheets are stained with three sissygasms within the hour."</b></span> [[The exam begins->Fem Class Test 3][$p = 3]] \ <<elseif $p eq 3>>Feeling aroused and submissive, you leap at <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> command to place your ass behind hers. Then comes that perfect, filling feeling of the double-headed dildo, sliding into your ass. It goes incredibly deep, and when you rub your lower abs, you can feel it resting there. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck,</i></span> you think, without meaning to. <span class="pink"><i>I want to be impaled by cock.</i></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"<i>Ohhh...</i>" Ms. Domina</b></span> sighs, as the other end pushes past her asshole. <span class="teacher"><b>"What a feeling..."</b></span> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/University/femtest2.mp4"></video> On the other bed, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> are already in position, both of them riding the dildo at once. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/University/femtestr1.mp4"></video> <span class="rachel"><b>"Mmm..."</b></span> says <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span>. <span class="rachel"><b>"That's good, Becks... just like that..."</b></span> The room is full of the sounds of ass cheeks slapping against one another, and the slurps and airy gasps of four assholes getting pounded. It's bliss. [[Get railed->Fem Class Test 3][$p = 4]] \ <<elseif $p eq 4>>You and <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> find your rhythm, pushing your asses against one another, letting the dildo slide in and then out of your holes at once. Hot lube dribbles down from the dildo, tickling your small, effeminate ballsack, and slipping inside <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> wet pussy. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/University/femtest3.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Oh!"</i></b></span> you hear yourself yelp. A woman's moan. The moan of a slut in heat. <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Oh! Oh! Oh!"</i></b></span> Beside you, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> looks eyes with you as pushes hard against <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> ass, shoving the dildo as deep as possible inside of her, before pulling back with a satisfied, <span class="rachel"><b>"<i>ahhh...</i>"</b></span> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/University/femtestr2.mp4"></video> Your arms start to tremble. You feel a huge orgasm building in your prostate. [[Faster! Faster!->Fem Class Test 3][$p = 5]] \ <<elseif $p eq 5>><span class="pink"><i>Fuck...</i></span> you think, nearly overwhelmed with pleasure. Each time the dildo pushes against your prostate, your whole body feels like it's on a verge of falling apart. <span class="pink"><i>I need to cum... I need to cum so bad from getting my ass fucked...</i></span> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/University/femtest4.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm c-cumming!"</b></span> you moan, pushing your ass against <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> as fast as your can, milking the dildo for every bit of pleasure. <span class="pink"><b>"Mistress you're making me cum!"</b></span> The next moment, it happens. Something breaks in your mind, as a torrent of pleasure just soaks every inch of you, every limb. Moaning lewdly, you feel a hot stream of semen shoot out of your untouched clitty and you keep riding the double-ended dildo. Just as <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> asked, you let it stain the sheets. <img src="Images/University/femtest6.gif" width=400 /> Then you fall into your own cum stain, the dildo at last sliding out of you without a sound. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> grabs hold of the dildo and keeps fucking herself in the ass, while she watches <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> with dark satisfaction. <img src="Images/University/femtest7.gif" width=400 /> As they near their own climaxes, she says, <span class="teacher"><b>"Quickly, girls! Come punish $femname for finishing first. Cover her in your girlcum!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Yes...</i></span> your first thought is, <span class="pink"><i>please cover me in girly cum. I want everyone to smell it on me on my way home!</i></span> Your classmates crawl over to you, their dildo still lodged between their assholes. Your grasp at their clitties, eager to make them cum, and the next moment your wish is gathered. As <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> moan in pleasure, their sissygasms dribble down onto your breasts and stomach. You let it happen, awash in your own post-orgasmic glow. <img src="Images/University/femtest5.jpeg" width=400 /> [[So... did we pass?->Fem Class Test 3][$p = 6]] \ <<elseif $p eq 6>>Once everyone is cleaned up and dressed, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has you all return to your seats. <span class="teacher"><b>"This is a big milestone, ladies,"</b></span> she says. She has a hand up her skirt, and quietly plays with her pussy while she speaks. <span class="teacher"><b>"I can feel the last vestiges of masculinity slipping away from your minds. We're making progress."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Next we meet, we'll have a very special class to mark the occasion. You're changing for the better - it's time your life reflected that."</b></span> And with that rather mysterious closing, she sends you on your way. You wonder where to head to next. \ <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> \ <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> \ <<set $bra = $brasave>> \ <<set $toy = $toysave>> \ \ <<set $teacherstatus = 11>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> \ <<set $femclass += 1>>\ \ <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>When you arrive at your Feminization class, <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> are already there, standing over <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina's</b></span> desk. <span class="pink"><b>"What's going on?"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Come look,"</b></span> says <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>, waving you over. There's a note from <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> on the table. <span class="note"><span class="teacher"><b>Meet me at Princess Hill. Bring all articles of masculine clothing that you stil possess.</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's weird."</b></span> <<if $rachelstatus gte 3>><span class="rachel"><b>"Definitely... but I don't question Mistress's methods. I'll see you two at the hill."</b></span><<else>><span class="rachel"><b>"No it's not. You'll never get far if you always question Mistress."</b></span><</if>> Once <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> gone, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> shrugs and says, <span class="becky"><b>"Masculine clothing... you know, I actually wore these shorts when I still thought I was a guy."</b></span> You give her - and her tiny, revealing booty shorts - a long look. <img src="Images/University/becky5.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You're kidding me."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Nope!"</b></span> she says, beaming. <span class="becky"><b>"The more I think about it, the more I should have realized I was a girl <i>years</i> ago. You know, I was Princess Peach for Halloween from the age of six to sixteen? I even wore panties, and..."</b></span> As <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> regales you with some rather curious stories from her childhood, the two of you walk to her apartment and then yours, gathering all your remaining boy clothes. [[To Princess Hill!->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>You and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> arrive at Princess Hill, a somewhat isolated hilltop just within the woods nears campus. From this vantage point, you can see the sprawling university campus, the long street of bars where the Cauldron sits, and even your apartment. <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> and <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> are there when you arrive, together with three naked manniquins. <img src="Images/University/femtest6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Yep, definitely weird.</i></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"Good,"</b></span> says <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>, <span class="teacher"><b>"Everyone is here. Go on then, dress your effigy in your masculine clothes, and then I will tell you the tale of Princess Hill."</b></span> [[Do as she says->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>While your teacher watches with a measuring stare, you and your classmates dress your mannequins. As you pull your old boy jeans onto the mannequin's legs, you're struck by how stiff, how baggy, how <i>awful</i> the clothes are. Cozy panties, bright skirts, cute tops... there's so many lovely kinds of clothes for girls to wear! Yet you wore these gross, dark, shapeless bags of fabric for so much of your life. <span class="pink"><i>I was hiding myself,</i></span> you realize, rubbing your smooth, bare legs together. <span class="pink"><i>What a shame.</i></span> Once you three are done, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> stands before the mannequins, and has you all sit down on the dirt. <span class="teacher"><b>"Some two hundred years ago, this university was the private dwelling of a young, wealthy man. He was the heir to a grand fortune - his father's Atlantic shipping business, carrying goods from Europe to the colonies. Yet despite his wealth, the heir was rather lonesome."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/femtest7.jpg" width=400 /> She sighs, wistful. <span class="teacher"><b>"Many ladies tried to catch his attention, but nothing seemed to work. 'I'm waiting for my princess' he would explain to his friends. 'She has to be perfect.'"</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"In the evenings, he would wander to this very hill, and ask Mother Nature herself, 'Why can't I find happiness with the women I meet? What am I missing?'"</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> suddenly grins. <span class="teacher"><b>"One day, Mother Nature answered."</b></span> [[The tale continues->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="teacher"><b>"The young heir heard a wonderful, feminine voice. It told him to return to this hill at night, and create an effigy out of the clothes on his back. Burn it, and his princess will arrive."</b></span> As she speaks, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> walks over to a duffle bag. From it, she pulls a canister of gasoline. <span class="teacher"><b>"So the heir obeyed Nature's wish, and returned at night and built a effigy of his clothing. Cold and naked, he set it alight."</b></span> In your mind's eye, you can nearly see the lone, flickering fire. <img src="Images/University/femtest8.gif" width=400 /> <span class="teacher"><b>"The effigy, dressed in his clothes, burned and burned, and is it did, the cold in the heir's heart was traded for warmth. A most curious warmth, not from the fire, but from within."</b></span> As <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> speaks, she pours gasoline onto the three mannequins. <span class="teacher"><b>"What happened next is... difficult to say. some suggest the heir died, throwing himself in the fire. Some say he simply disappeared. He was never seen again, that is quite clear..."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"But that night, some young, effeminate boys reported seeing a woman, naked and beautiful, dancing around a fire on this very hill. I like to think Mother Nature granted him his wish... and he became the princess he always wished he could be."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/femtest9.jpg" width=400 /> Tossing aside the empty canister, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> holds up three matches. <span class="teacher"><b>"Do you dare set fire to your effigy? Do you dare burn away your last connection to the man you once pretended to be?"</b></span> Your heart racing, you stare at the matches. [[Burn away the last of your masculinity, and become the princess you were meant to be.->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 5]] [[Hesitate->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 4]] \ <<elseif $p eq 4>>You stand, uncertain whether to reach for the match or run back the way you came. Just as you take your first step backwards, you trip, letting out a girly shriek as you stumble onto your ass. <img src="Images/University/femtest10.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="becky"><b>"Come on, $femname," Becky</b></span> says, <<if $rachelstatus gte 3>>with <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> right behind her, <</if>><span class="becky"><b>"Let's go burn some clothes."</b></span> After <<if $rachelstatus gte 3>>your classmates help<<else>>she helps <</if>>you up, you feel compelled to join them and grab a match. [[Burn your male clothing.->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>You strike the match against the rock, and it catches immediately. For a moment, you stare at the flame, entranced. <img src="Images/University/femtest9.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Goodbye, $playername."</b></span> you think, before tossing the match. The result is immediate. Where once your effigy stood, a pyre of flame rises, taking to your clothing and roaring with heat and light. You back off, wary, as similar columns of flame rise from <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel's</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> mannequins. All is quiet for a moment, as the three of you watch your masculine glothing turn to ashes. The mannequins themselves burn, next. Thin, boring wastes. Plain, empty face. Stodgy arms, shapeless legs. The men you once pretended to be. Disappearing. Fading away. <span class="rachel"><b>"I'm a girl!!!" Rachel</b></span> screams at her mannequin, so suddenly distraught and brimming with tears. You and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> watch her outburst, unsure, before <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> just shrugs and joins in. <span class="becky"><b>"I'm a fucking girl!"</b></span> Well, it looks kind of fun. <span class="pink"><b>"I'M A GIRL, YOU UGLY PIECE OF SHIT!"</b></span> you scream at your past self, as fire envelopes him, and $playername breaks down to little more but ashes and bad memories. [[Burn your male clothing.->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 6]] <<elseif $p eq 6>> <<set $time = "Evening">>\ After the mannequins collapse onto each other and turn into a makeshift bonfire, you and your classmates drop down beside it and bask in its warm glow. For a time, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is gone, but when she returns to hill, she holding a rather massive bottle of vodka and four cups. <span class="becky"><b>"I'm, like, starting to love this class," Becky</b></span> says, as <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> pours her a drink. <img src="Images/University/femtest11.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> raises her cup. <span class="rachel"><b>"To the fairer sex."</b></span> And so the drinking begins. Hours pass without notice, as you steadily get drunk alongside your classmates. <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> stays close to sober, sipping at her vodka like it might hurt her, but the rest of you indulge. Eventually, the talk turns to the less-than-ideal points of being a brand new, sexually charged woman. <span class="becky"><b>"Ingrown hairs."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Getting hard at literally the worst times."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"Cum farts." Rachel</b></span> mutters, wrinkling her nose. <span class="becky"><b>"Really? I like them."</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>"I'm not surprised."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Any of you get a bit of a rash where your cage hugs your gouche?"</b></span> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> laughs. <span class="rachel"><b>"$femname, you need a new chastity cage!"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"I need a new plug," Becky</b></span> says, sighing. <span class="becky"><b>"Ever since I bought that doggy dildo, my old plug just slips right out."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That can happen?"</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"<i>Ladies</i>." Ms. Domina</b></span> says, rising. <span class="teacher"><b>"I've just received a text message. It's done."</b></span> Silence. Nerves flicker along your neck. <span class="pink"><b>"... what's done?"</b></span> [[Your teacher smiles.->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 7]] \ <<elseif $p eq 7>><span class="teacher"><b>"First of all, congratulations are in order."</b></span> From her pocket, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> pulls out two keys, and tosses them to your classmates. <span class="teacher"><b>"Your clitties can be free once more - though at this point, the damage has been done."</b></span> She pauses, enjoying the look of confusion on <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> face. <span class="teacher"><b>"Oh, don't look at me like that. You must have guessed that prolonged chastity would weaken your erections. More importantly, your mind has been irreparably transformed. Your boypussy is your primary source of sexual satisfaction, now. Just like a real woman."</b></span> <span class="teacher"><b>"And second, while we were on this hill, I sent a team to renovate each of your apartments. You'll love the changes I made."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>...</i></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/waitwhat.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You renovated our <i>apartments</i>?"</b></span> In answer, she tosses you your apartment key. <span class="teacher"><b>"I took this while you were drinking. Go home and take a look."</b></span> Feeling suddenly sober, you pick up your apartment key from the ground. <span class="pink"><i>She can't be serious.</i></span> [[Go home and find out.->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 8]] \ <<elseif $p eq 8>>As you approach your apartment door from the hallway, a sick feeling hits the pit of your stomach. There are three or four guys in overalls, marching out of your apartment. Renovators. <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit. She actually renovated my apartment.</i></span> Your teacher's education lessons are, at best, bizarre. This is a whole other level of madness. <span class="blue"><b>"Hey,"</b></span> says when of the renovators, as your pass him by. <span class="blue"><b>"You the girl that lives here?"</b></span> <img src="Images/University/worker1.jpg" width=400 /> After a moment, you give a tepid nod. When you do, he pulls out a small wad of cash from his pocket. <span class="blue"><b>"We had to move your trophy case to paint behind it. While I was doin' that, you wouldn't believe it, I found two hundred bucks!"</b></span> You glance at the money. <span class="pink"><b>"You found two hundred dollars in cash just hiding in my trophy case?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Yeah. Crazy, right?"</b></span> He hands you the cash. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, totally."</b></span> you say, taking the money and entering your apartment. \ <<set $money += 200>> \ [[How much money can a trophy case hide, anyway?->Fem Class Test 4][$p = 9]] <<elseif $p eq 9>>When you enter the apartment, the first thing you notice is, well, everything. Everything is <span class="pink">girly</span>. You start with the bedroom. Despite being an almost comically radical feminist, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has rather traditional notions of what a woman's room should look like. It's pink. Classy and rather well designed, but pink. <img src="Images/Home/smallbedroom2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Was there always a window there?</i></span> you wonder, before heading to the bathroom. As you might have guessed, it's just as feminine as the bedroom. Somehow, it seems bigger - though of course that's impossible. <img src="Images/Home/bathroom2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> went behind your back and transformed your apartment into one that just <i>screams</i> femininity. You wouldn't even begin to know how to turn it back to normal. She was right about burning that effigy - you're past the point of no return. You are now committed to femininity, and so is every aspect of your life. And you <span class="pink"><i>love</i></span> it. You drop onto your comfy bed, feeling at home in your skin, and in yor room. A calming sense of peace washes over you - helped, of course, by the lavender-scented candles burning in the bathroom. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm a woman,"</b></span> you say, to no one. <span class="pink"><b>"and I'm never going back."</b></span> <b><i>Your <span class="pink">femininity</span> score has increased! You can no longer ever wear masculine clothing. Additionally, you're open to the idea of augmenting your breasts, if your employer insists...</i></b> [[Relax on your bed->Your Bedroom]] <<set $fem = 7>> <<set $teacherstatus = 12>> <<run $overwearinventory.delete("green shirt and jeans")>> <<run $overwearinventory.delete("white shirt and jeans")>> <<if $overwearinventory.includes("black shirt and jeans")>> <<run $overwearinventory.delete("black shirt and jeans")>> <</if>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>><span class="pink"><b>"My breasts?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Yes,"</b></span> he says, matter-of-factly. <span class="boss"><b>"There have been... complaints."</b></span> That doesn't seem right. Your breasts are perky, nearly-symetrical, and always on display. Who would complain? <span class="pink"><b>"What kind of complaints?"</b></span> But <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> shakes his head. <span class="boss"><b>"Show them to me, and you'll see."</b></span> It stings how he simply <i>expects</i> you to strip for him, but you comply without hesitation. Once you choke on a man's cock, giving him a nice look at your boobs doesn't seem like that big of a deal. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovflash1.gif" width=400 /> He studies them like they're fruit at a market. Two nice, ripe melons. <span class="boss"><b>"Yes, I see it now."</b></span> he says, nodding. <span class="boss"><b>"No wonder I never thought to give you this."</b></span> And from his pocket, he pulls forth a green bracelet. <img src="Images/Cauldron/braceletgreen.jpg" width=400 /> That gets your attention. You've seen it on some of the bustier waitresses. <span class="pink"><b>"The tit job bracelet."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"You have the shape, $femname, but not the size. I'm afraid whatever hormone replacement therapy you're on won't get you there."</b></span> He glances past the door, to the first floor of the Cauldron. <span class="boss"><b>"And my girls, they've informed me that they don't like getting bossed around by a rookie with only two bracelets."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Those bitches!</i></span> Sucking up to you while whispering behind your back... being supervisor has its downsides. <span class="pink"><b>"So what can I do to get that bracelet?"</b></span> [[Nararov smiles darkly.->Virgin Waitress Shift Breasts 1][$p = 1]] <<set $brasave = $bra>> \ <<set $overwear = "nude">> \ <<set $bra = "nude">> \ <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="boss"><b>"Luckily, advances in medicine have allowed any girl - even one like you, $femname - to enjoy a pair of well-sized breasts."</b></span> You catch his drift. <span class="pink"><b>"You mean breast augmentation. Like, surgery."</b></span> <<if $lips eq 3>><span class="boss"><b>"Exactly."</b></span> He eyes your lips. <span class="boss"><b>"You're familiar with the practice. You know it's... possibilities. And nothing proves loyalty like a woman who will change herself to better suit her purpose. Remember that."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"Exactly."</b></span> His eyes drift back to your breasts. <span class="boss"><b>"It's time for an upgrade, I believe. And nothing proves loyalty like a woman who will change herself to better suit her purpose. Remember that."</b></span><</if>> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>><img src="Images/Cauldron/lips.gif" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.gif" width=400 /><</if>> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>><span class="pink"><i>Am... am I getting turned on?</i></span> For some reason, the idea of further enhancing your body for <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> enjoyment feels... good.<<else>><span class="pink"><i>Am... am I really going to get a boob job? Fuck, I'll look like a big-titted whore.</i></span><</if>> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> pulls a wad of cash from his pocket. <span class="boss"><b>"One thousand dollars - six hundred for this evening's work, and four hundred to put towards your surgery."</b></span> You mean to take the money, but he's holding the cash too tightly. <span class="boss"><b>"There's one more thing."</b></span> [[There always is->Virgin Waitress Shift Breasts 1][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>You wait to hear what he has to say, nervous. <span class="boss"><b>"There are different kinds of augmentations available. Ultimately, you'll have a choice to make. But you would be smart to heed my preference."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"... go on."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"I have no great love for nature."</b></span> he explains, staring at you intently all the while. <span class="boss"><b>"Where we can surpass it, we should. Don't worry yourself over 'natural' looking breasts. There are few things more beautiful than large, silicone breasts jutting forth from a woman's chest, defying nature and gravity."</b></span> You can imagine what he's talking about. In your prior life, you jerked off to tons of girls with big, obviously fake boobs. There's a certain charm to the bimbo look. <img src="Images/Cauldron/bimbo4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I'll... take that into consideration."</b></span> He nods, and at last lets go of the money. <span class="boss"><b>"Of course, until your enhance your breasts, you won't be able to work as a waitress supervisor."</b></span> He tilts his head, considering. <span class="boss"><b>"But Carlos likely has work for you."</b></span> And just like that, he leaves. After a long sigh, you change into your clothes and leave the Cauldron. <span class="pink"><i>I guess I should go to the cosmetic clinic at the hospital...</i></span> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $money += 1000>> <<set $virginityquest = 4>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>A polite - and rather beautiful - secretary leads you through a long, well lit hallway to the consultation room. Inside, you find <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> - the handsome cosmetic surgeon - busy at his computer. Upon seeing you, he stands from his desk and gives you a warm smile. <img src="Images/Hospital/doctor1.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Hi there, $femname. I was so pleased when I heard you were looking for a consultation on breast augmentation surgery. Please, take a seat."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh?"</b></span> you say, curious. <span class="pink"><b>"Why is that?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"The evidence is pretty clear,"</b></span> he explains, <span class="blue"><b>"Getting the right pair of breasts helps women - especially women like you - feel right in their skin. You're not living your best life until you've given yourself the gift of perfect breasts."</b></span> You can't help but find his confidence charming. <span class="pink"><b>"So what would this surgery consist of?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Well, that's the thing. It depends on what you're looking for."</b></span> He turns his monitor so you can see the screen. <span class="blue"><b>"Can I walk you through the options?"</b></span> [[At your nod, he does exactly that.->Breast Surgery 1][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="blue"><b>"First we have option A - traditional breast augmentation."</b></span> His monitor shows an attractive woman in two photos. In the second, her breasts are markedly larger. Definitely big enough to give a guy a nice tit job. Staring at her large, obviously-fake breasts, your own start to feel inadequate. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="blue"><b>"At this hospital, we specialize in what some call the hyper-happy look. We're aiming more for size and wow-factor than mimicking accurate tissue shape and motion. See here..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts2.jpg" width=450 /> You stare at the massive pair of whorish fake breasts. <span class="pink"><b>"Wow... they're..."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Remarkable, yes."</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>, finishing for you. <span class="pink"><i><b>Nazarov</b> would definitely like me to wrap his cock around a big set of bimbo tits like these.</i></span><<if $nazarovlove gte 1>> Your heart races. Why does the diea of transforming into a bimbo for <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> get you excited?<</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"Let's move on to option B," Miles</b></span> says, clicking on his mouse. [[Option B->Breast Surgery 1][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="blue"><b>"This is really fascinating stuff. Making use of nano bot technology, we deliver a small but powerful dose of female growth hormones directly into the mammary glands. The needle enters the breast tissue here, here, and here..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts3.jpg" width=400 /> You study the stylized diagram on the monitor screen, intrigued. <span class="blue"><b>"The bot-delivered hormones cause more natural breast growth, akin to growth during pregnancy, and then some. If you'll look at this next image..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts4.jpg" width=400 /> Just as <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> said, the breasts before you are large and pillowy. They look beautiful. Definitely a bit of a MILF vibe to them, too. <span class="blue"><b>"You lose the perfect roundness of silicone augmentation, but you get a certain natural, fertile element to the shape."</b></span> He pauses. <span class="blue"><b>"Of course, you never know how your body will react to the hormones. Some women see growth to a DD or E cup. Some to F, or even G. See here, another patient..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts5.jpg" width=400 /> This woman's breasts are so big, it doesn't look like any bra could hold them. Gravity has certainly won against them, as they have a pleasing slope down the woman's chest. You're pretty sure <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> always had a thing for big mommy-like tits like these. Getting Option B wouldn't necessarily please <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>, but you would still get the green bracelet. <<if $toddlove gte 2>><span class="pink"><i>I bet <b>Todd</b> would be all over me if I had big, natural boobs. I know he likes to fantasize about knocking me up...</i></span> You blink as a wave of arousal hits you. <</if>> [[Onto Option C!->Breast Surgery 1][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> pauses before pulling up the last option. <span class="blue"><b>"Now, this is where things get <i>really</i> interesting. This is brand new tech - only the most advanced clinics, like ours, are able to pull it off."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"This option has a long, scientific-sounding name, but I'll be blunt."</b></span> He looks you right in the eye. <span class="blue"><b>"Femboy hormone titties."</b></span> You blink. <span class="pink"><b>"... what?"</b></span> He points to the screen. There you see a pretty trans woman with small, puffy breasts. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts8.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So, breast reduction?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> shakes his head. <span class="blue"><b>"It's so much more than that. Through a combination of careful surgical restructuring and nanobot-driven celluar transformation, we can turn any woman's breasts into those of a trans woman, around twenty-four months into her transition."</b></span> He flips to another picture. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"The unique shape common among the breasts of trans women is becoming increasingly popular - even cis women are seeking it out. Notice the spacing between the breasts. Notice the distinct puffiness of the areola, and the curious ratio between nipple and breast tissue."</b></span> He stops himself, admiring the image for a few quiet moments. <span class="blue"><b>"The so-called 'trap aesthetic' is really gaining steam. While your current breasts are remarkably standard in appearance for a trans woman, there are people like you who have deliberately sought out the trap look - a feminine face, small breasts, and a relatively large and shapely bottom. It's worth considering."</b></span> He opens one last image. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts7.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"I had this image digitally edited before you got here. This is my best estimate of what your breasts would look like, after taking the femboy special. Relatively large - maybe a B cup - and with pronounced, puffy nipples."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Wow... I've got to admit, I'm intrigued."</b></span> [[Decisions, decisions...->Breast Surgery 1][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>You lean back in your chair, considering what to do next. <span class="pink"><i><b>Nazarov</b> won't let me work as a waitress or as supervisor until I get new boobs. But he said the choice was up to me...</i></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts9.jpg" width=600 /> <span class="pink"><i>Option A would definitely please him. Big, fake, silicone bolt-ons. There is definitely something sexy about being a lewd Barbie doll.</i></span> <span class="pink"><i>Alternatively, there's Option B. He wouldn't love it, but I'd still have big, fuckable boobies. Maybe the natural look is more my style?</i></span> <span class="pink"><i>And then there's Option C - the wild card. The thought of becoming the perfect trap is alluring. Of course, <b>Nazarov</b> would be pissed. Maybe doing this will show him that I can't be controlled. He might respect that.</i></span> You let out a long sigh. This is just too big of a decision to make. <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> seems to read your mind. <span class="blue"><b>"It will take me a few days to prepare the surgery. Why don't you speak with those closest to you, get their thoughts? There's no <i>bad</i> choice. You just need to find the <i>best</i> choice for you."</b></span> That's... actually a great idea. Maybe once you get the opinions of <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, you'll know what to do. After thanking <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> for his advice, you wonder where to head to next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to campus->School Entry]] [[Stay at the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $virginityquest = 5>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>A polite - and rather beautiful - secretary leads you through a long, well lit hallway to the consultation room. Inside, you find <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> - the handsome cosmetic surgeon - busy at his computer. Upon seeing you, he stands from his desk and gives you a warm smile. <img src="Images/Hospital/doctor1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"$femname - I'm so glad you returned. I'm not going to lie, I've been dreaming of doing this surgery."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Dreaming of it?"</b></span> He sits down, still smiling. <span class="blue"><b>"It's something my mentor - Dr. Jack Power - taught me in med school. When it comes to enhancing the look of an already gorgeous woman, it becomes more an art than a science. You've got to get zen about it. So, I've lucid-dreamed doing this very surgery a few times, now."</b></span> A little creepy, but also kind of amazing. You nod politely as <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> pulls up your information. <<if $lowerletter eq 0>><span class="blue"><b>"First, the cost. No matter your selection, the surgery will cost two thousand dollars, payable upfront."</b></span> He meets your look. <span class="blue"><b>"Arguably steep, but it will pay dividends in terms of your self-confidence and outlook."</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"First, the cost. No matter your selection, the surgery normally costs two thousand dollars. of course, your connection to the Powers means you'll get the special price"</b></span> He does a bit of math on his computer. <span class="blue"><b>"For a friend of Jack and Miranda, it will cost you only twelve hundred dollars. Not bad, I know."</b></span><</if>> It's cheap, but you see it as a necessary investment towards saving your father. The new look, of course, is a side benefit. <span class="blue"><b>"And then there's the question of the kind of breasts you want. I trust you've spoken to your confidants?"</b></span> You think back on your conversations with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. You also have to consider what <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> told you. <span class="pink"><i><b>Katie</b> clearly has a thing for petite little femboys. That makes sense - she loved dressing me up in girly outfits, stuffing my bra, and getting me to hide my clitty and play the perfect trap waitress.</i></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts7.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i><b>Todd</b> likes busty women with big, natural breasts. He definitely has a thing for the 'motherly' figure - big ass, big hips and big boobs. No wonder he's always making me work on my booty.</i></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i><b>Nazarov</b> has made it pretty clear what he wants. He's looked for a sexed-up Barbie fuckdoll. That means fake lips, fake boobs, fake everything. If I want to wrap him around him finger, I'll need to get used to silicone.</i></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts2.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="pink"><i>And <b>Susan</b>... well, she doesn't seem to care. She wants me to save my money and focus on servicing BBC, but of course I can't do that.</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>And <b>Susan</b>... well, she just wants me to do whatever makes me happy. Fuck, I love that girl.</i></span><</if>> It's time to make a decision. <<if ($powerletter eq 1) and ($money gte 1200)>>[[Option A - silicone breast implants->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 1]]<<elseif $money gte 2000>>[[Option A - silicone breast implants->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 1]]<<else>><span class="grey">I can't afford Option A</span><</if>> <<if ($powerletter eq 1) and ($money gte 1200)>>[[Option B - hormonal breast growth->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 2]]<<elseif $money gte 2000>>[[Option B - hormonal breast growth->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 2]]<<else>><span class="grey">I can't afford Option B</span><</if>> <<if ($powerletter eq 1) and ($money gte 1200)>>[[Option C - femboy breast shaping->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 3]]<<elseif $money gte 2000>>[[Option C - femboy breast shaping->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 3]]<<else>><span class="grey">I can't afford Option C</span><</if>> [[Don't get the surgery right now->Cosmetic Surgery]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"I know what I want. It's Option A."</b></span> In the end, the decision wasn't too difficult. Even when you were pretending to be a boy, there was always something alluring about big, fake breasts. Not only do they look <i>beautiful</i>, but the idea that a woman would make her breasts bigger to get more attention from guys... it's just so <i>sexy</i>. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts10.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>Of course there's also the fact that <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> <i>wants</i> you to come back to him with big fake tits. Lately, you've been thinking about him quite a bit. The big bad crime lord who has your favor under locker and key... why does he have to be so handsome? <</if>> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> appears to like your decision. <span class="blue"><b>"Fantastic! If you'll please strip and then come with me to the procedure room - everything's ready and waiting for you."</b></span> After paying for your surgery, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> leaves you to get undressed. You do so, carefully folding away your clothes until you're wearing <<if ($chastity eq 0) and ($toy eq "nude")>>nothing at all.<<elseif ($chastity eq 1) and ($toy eq "nude")>>nothing but your cute pink chastity cage.<<elseif ($chastity eq 0) and ($toy neq "nude")>>nothing but your buttplug.<<else>>nothing but your buttplug and your cute pink chastity cage.<</if>> You take one last look at your decidedly average breasts. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts11.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Time for an upgrade.</i></span> [[Join Miles in the procedure room->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 4]] <<if $powerletter eq 1>> <<set $money -= 1200>> <</if>> <<if $powerletter eq 0>> <<set $money -= 2000>> <</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $chest = 7>> <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"I know what I want. It's Option B."</b></span> In the end, the decision wasn't too difficult. Option B seems like the perfect middle option. You won't look like a plastic bimbo, but you will have an even nicer rack squeeze cocks with. Life is better busty. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts12.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $toddlove gte 2>>Of course there's also the fact that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> wants you to come back to him with big natural tits. Lately, you find yourself thinking about <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> more often. Being friends with benefits is nice... but you're starting to feel like you want more. A <i>lot</i> more. <</if>> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> appears to like your decision. <span class="blue"><b>"Fantastic! If you'll please strip and then come with me to the procedure room - everything's ready and waiting for you."</b></span> After paying for your surgery, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> leaves you to get undressed. You do so, carefully folding away your clothes until you're wearing <<if ($chastity eq 0) and ($toy eq "nude")>>nothing at all.<<elseif ($chastity eq 1) and ($toy eq "nude")>>nothing but your cute pink chastity cage.<<elseif ($chastity eq 0) and ($toy neq "nude")>>nothing but your buttplug.<<else>>nothing but your buttplug and your cute pink chastity cage.<</if>> You take one last look at your decidedly average breasts. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts11.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Time for an upgrade.</i></span> [[Join Miles in the procedure room->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 4]] <<if $powerletter eq 1>> <<set $money -= 1200>> <</if>> <<if $powerletter eq 0>> <<set $money -= 2000>> <</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $chest = 6>> <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"I know what I want. It's Option C."</b></span> In the end, the decision wasn't too difficult. Option C makes your tits even perkier and puffier without losing who you are and what makes you unique. You're not a big-titted bimbo, you're a girl with a little clitty, a hungry asshole, and cute, sensitive tits. What's not to love? <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts13.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $katielove gte 2>>Of course there's also the fact that <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> wants you to look like a perfectly fem, perfectly fuckable trap. Lately, you find yourself thinking about <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> more often. Now that she's far away in Russia, you realize how much you've to care for and rely on her. What started off as friendship is turning into something much more intense. <</if>> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> appears to like your decision. <span class="blue"><b>"Fantastic! If you'll please strip and then come with me to the procedure room - everything's ready and waiting for you."</b></span> After paying for your surgery, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> leaves you to get undressed. You do so, carefully folding away your clothes until you're wearing <<if ($chastity eq 0) and ($toy eq "nude")>>nothing at all.<<elseif ($chastity eq 1) and ($toy eq "nude")>>nothing but your cute pink chastity cage.<<elseif ($chastity eq 0) and ($toy neq "nude")>>nothing but your buttplug.<<else>>nothing but your buttplug and your cute pink chastity cage.<</if>> You take one last look at your decidedly average breasts. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts11.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Time for an upgrade.</i></span> [[Join Miles in the procedure room->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 4]] <<if $powerletter eq 1>> <<set $money -= 1200>> <</if>> <<if $powerletter eq 0>> <<set $money -= 2000>> <</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $chest = 5>> <<elseif $p eq 4>>It's a short walk from the consultation room to the procedure room, and thankfully no one is in the hall. When you arrive in the procedure room, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> is waiting for you in his surgeon's gown. <img src="Images/Hospital/procedureroom.jpg" width=550 /> <span class="blue"><b>"$femname, if you'll please lie on your back, here." Miles</b></span> says, his voice sounding lower through his mask. Nodding, you walk across the tiled floor on your bare feet, then lift your bum onto the surgical bed. As you do, a flash of nerves sends a shiver down your spine. And no wonder - this is a <i>real</i> surgery. <span class="pink"><b>"What's the... recovery like?"</b></span> you ask, nervous. <span class="pink"><b>"Does it hurt?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> shakes his head. <span class="blue"><b>"If we were doing this surgery ten years ago, you'd be in bed for a few days - but we're much less invasive than back then."</b></span> You glance to the surgical tray at <span class="blue"><b>Miles'</b> </span> side<<if $chest eq 7>> and watch as he picks up one of two large, silicone mounds. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts14.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>My new breasts...</i></span><<else>> and spot the array of nano-bot filled needles, waiting for their chance to transform your breasts. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts15.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit, this is really happening...</i></span><</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"You'll be out of here tonight, and the pain will be minimal."</b></span> As he speaks, you start to feel a bit lightheaded. Must be your nerves. and when was the last time you ate? <span class="blue"><b>"Now,"</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span>, suddenly sounding like he's a good fifty feet away from you, <span class="blue"><b>"This room is filled with a light sedative gas that will keep you unconscious for the duration of the procedure."</b></span> He taps his mask. Your eyes feel very heavy. <span class="blue"><b>"Even without this mask, I would be fine - I've become immune to the gas through exposure. Breathe deep, $femname."</b></span> The world blurs. <span class="blue"><b>"Sweet dreams."</b></span> [[Darkness->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>The shift of wordless shapes, the moan of unknown voices. Marbles, falling from above. The taste of honey. All these figments flash through you, one collapsing on the next. Distantly, you feel something poking, prodding, clutching and prodding at your chest. Only, it's as if your whole body's asleep. You can't move a muscle. Then your vision changes, shifting from grey nothingness to a faint image. For a moment, you're not sure what to make of the moving, gasping bodies, just a few paces away from you. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts1.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>Wait... is that...?</i></span> It's one of the clinic nurses, you think. And the man drilling her ass - that's <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Um, Dr. Pentworth,"</b></span> the nurse says, meeting your eye. <span class="mom"><b>"She's awake."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Don't worry, Elizabeth." Miles</b></span> says, turning his head and flashing you a warm smile. <span class="blue"><b>"She won't remember a thing. Now, <i>take, my, cock!</i>"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Yes, Dr. Pentworth!"</b></span> the nurse squeals, as <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> fucks her hard and deep. <span class="mom"><b>"Yes, Dr. Pentworth! <i>YES! YES!</i>"</b></span> [[Everything goes black->Breast Surgery 2][$p = 6]] <<elseif $p eq 6>>You wake up, feeling a little tired, a little thirsty, but otherwise not too bad. It seems you're in a different room, now. It almost looks like a bedroom, but without much furniture besides the bed itself. A window to your left shines with the light of a full moon. It's late. <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> is standing over you, nodding to himself as he watches you wake. <span class="blue"><b>"Welcome back, $femname. How are you feeling?"</b></span> You blink, bleary-eyed. <span class="pink"><b>"Thirsty... but not much else."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Good, good. Any strange dreams? The sedative has been known to cause them."</b></span> You shake your head - you can remember nothing after the moment you entered the operating room. He smiles warmly, then notes something down in his clipboard. <span class="blue"><b>"Excellent. How about we open your gown and see if the swelling's faded?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Oh yeah - my boobs!</i></span> Carefully, <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> helps you up and slips off your gown, leaving you nude. At the side of the room is a full length mirror. <span class="pink"><b>"Holy shit."</b></span> <<if $chest eq 5>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts17.jpg" width=450 /><<elseif $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts18.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $chest eq 7>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts16.jpg" width=450 /> <</if>> <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> takes another look at his clipboard. <<if $chest eq 5>><span class="blue"><b>"Your body reacted perfectly to the nano-reconstruction, with your areola doubling in size. You'll also see some of your breast tissue has pushed into the areola, giving us that puffy shape we were hoping for."</b></span> You scoop up your perky, pointed breasts. They feel lovely, standing up on their own, both pointing just away from each other. You look like trans perfection! <span class="blue"><b>"You'll notice some increased sensitivity from them, as your nerve ending likely grew alongside the reshaped nipples. Cis women who've gotten this surgery have reported climaxes from nipple stimulation alone."</b></span><<elseif $chest eq 6>><span class="blue"><b>"Your body reacted perfectly to the nano-boosted hormone injection. Your breast tissue expanded rather rapidly in a similar pattern to that observed over nine months of pregnancy."</b></span> You stare at your breasts, too amazed to speak. You've gone up two, maybe three cup sizes. And the <i>weight</i>! You can actually <i>feel</i> them hanging from your chest. No wonder busty girls talk about back problems! They look beautiful, and you'll more than fill out all your favorite outfits, now. <span class="blue"><b>"We aimed for just a little bit of sag, which is exactly what we got. No one will call them perky anymore, but considering their substantial size, they're relatively untouched by gravity. As you age, they will stretch slightly with time. We can fix that with a touch up surgery when you turn forty."</b></span><<elseif $chest eq 7>><span class="blue"><b>"As you'll remember, we went with the 850cc option - very popular and very well regarded in the modelling and adult film agencies."</b></span> You take hold of your new breasts. There's a <i>stiffness</i> to them that wasn't there before. You can feel the silicone implants, safely planted beneath your pectorals, well below your breast tissue. You can scoop them up and drop them, but they just <i>stay</i>, untouched by gravity. They've lost a bit of bounce, too. They <i>feel</i> like boobs - still sensitive as hell - but they're different, now. You've gone plastic. <span class="blue"><b>"You're now the proud owner of ultra grade E cup breasts. The swelling will fade in the next twenty-four hours, and the small incisions at your armpits will heal without a scar."</b></span><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"I don't know what to say."</b></span> you mutter, still mesmerized by the mirror, and your brand new set of breasts. <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> gives you an affection pat on the shoulder. <span class="blue"><b>"I'll take that as a compliment. You can stay in this room as long as you'd like. Maybe give a friend a call, or send a photo. We'll lock up when you leave."</b></span> He leaves you, then, and the next moment you grab your phone. You've <i>got</i> to send a selfie to someone... but who? [[Send a picture of your boobs to Katie->Breast Surgery 3][$i = 1]] [[Send a picture of your boobs to Susan->Breast Surgery 3][$i = 2]] [[Send a picture of your boobs to Todd->Breast Surgery 3][$i = 3]] <<if $lexistatus gte 10>>[[Send a picture of your boobs to Lexi->Breast Surgery 3][$i = 4]]<<else>><span class="grey">Send a picture of your boobs to Lexi</span><</if>> <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest gte 6)>>[[Send a picture of your boobs to Cade->Breast Surgery 3][$i = 5]]<<else>><span class="grey">Send a picture of your boobs to Cade</span><</if>> <<if $jackslut gte 1>>[[Send a picture of your boobs to Jack->Breast Surgery 3][$i = 6]]<<else>><span class="grey">Send a picture of your boobs to Jack</span><</if>> <<set $virginityquest = 9>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You arrive at your busgirl shift, ready to do very little work in exchange for letting <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> take advantage of you. Still, you make a bit of effort to clean a few tables before you get too bored. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busgirl.gif" width=400 /> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> finds you about an hour into your shift. Instead of grabbing you dragging you into his office for a rough blowjob, he just watches for a while, curious. Eventually, he says, <span class="carlos"><b>"I heard about your rise and fall, chica."</b></span> You glance his way - taken aback by his rugged good looks, as always. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlos1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"What are you talking about?"</b></span> He sucks on his teeth, looking at you like he knows something you don't. <span class="carlos"><b>"I never thought Katie would ever be replaced. She's trouble, but the boss is fond of her. They have history, comprende?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"It's a temporary thing. I'm just filling in for her."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> shrugs. <span class="carlos"><b>"Keep telling yourself that, chica. Being Nazarov's top girl has many benefits. Money. Power. Sway over Nazarov..."</b></span> You stop wiping the table. <span class="pink"><b>"What do you want, Carlos?"</b></span> He flashes a smile. <span class="carlos"><b>"Come to my office. The boss has no bugs, there."</b></span> [[Go to his office->Flirty Busgirl Shift 3][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="carlos"><b>"I'll be honest, chica," Carlos</b></span> says, once the two of you are in his small, dirty office behind the kitchens. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlosoffice.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="carlos"><b>"The boss wants me to report on what you say while you're a busgirl. He thinks you might be hiding something. And he wants me to find out what."</b></span> You force your voice to be firm. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm not hiding anything."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"And that's what I'll tell him. I'll tell him you're the perfect girl - better than Katie, even. But you gotta do me a favor."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>... I have a bad feeling about this.</i></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"My busboys... they're pent up. Beta losers like them, they haven't had a girl in too long. Makes them sluggish."</b></span> At your silence, he just goes and says it. <span class="carlos"><b>"I need you to be my busboy cumdump."</b></span> [[...What the fuck?!->Flirty Busgirl Shift 3][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"You want be to be a cumdump for the busboys?"</b></span> You grimace, shaking your head. <img src="Images/Cauldron/shakehead.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"No way. They're fucking gross."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> leans back in his chair, rubbing his forehead. <span class="carlos"><b>"I know, they're failures as men, each one of them. No cajones. But they need a release valve, and I can't think of anyone else who'd dare to do it."</b></span> You wince, imagining the fat, pimply virgins you used to work with cumming on your face. <span class="pink"><i>Well... a nice blowbang doesn't sound THAT bad...</i></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"I'll pay you four hundred dollars, each time."</b></span> Four hundred dollars. It's not waitress supervisor money, but it's close. And your dad <i>is</i> counting on you. <span class="pink"><b>"... so I blow the busboys, you tell Nazarov I'm awesome and I'm not hiding anything?"</b></span> you ask, keeping your eyes shut. <span class="carlos"><b>"Exactly."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And if I don't do as you say, you'll bad mouth me to Nazarov? Say I can't be trusted?"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> laughs. <span class="carlos"><b>"Of course."</b></span> [[Stick to wiping tables->Flirty Busgirl Shift 3][$p = 3]] [[Agree to Carlos's indecent proposal->Flirty Busgirl Shift 3][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>You open your eyes. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm not some kind of sex slave, Carlos. No deal."</b></span> He sighs, but doesn't argue. <span class="carlos"><b>"So stubborn, chica. You don't strike me as a girl to leave money on the table."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"Speaking of tables..."</b></span> he grabs a rag from the desk and tosses it in your lap. <span class="carlos"><b>"Start cleaning."</b></span> You spend the rest of the evening working as a normal busgirl. It only pays two hundred dollars, but at least you keep some of your dignity. That makes it worth it... right? [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $carlosstatus = 6>> <<set $money += 200>> <<elseif $p eq 4>>You open your eyes. <span class="pink"><b>"When do I start?"</b></span> He's already pulling out bills from his pocket. <span class="carlos"><b>"Tonight."</b></span> [[It's service time->Flirty Busgirl Shift 3][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>><<if $carlosstatus eq 6>>Feeling kind worn out and agitatingly horny, you nod your head and let <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> lead you to the kitchen. When you enter,<<else>>When you exit the office,<</if>> four sweaty bus boys are already waiting, their pants down and their dicks out. <<if $carlosstatus eq 6>><span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> locks the door leading out.<<else>>The door leading out of the kitchen is locked.<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"You're kidding me."</b></span> Behind you, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> laughs. <span class="carlos"><b>"I had a feeling you'd accept, so I told them to get ready."</b></span> You hear him unbuckle his belt behind you. <span class="carlos"><b>"Now show us your tits and get on your knees.."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Four hundred dollars,</i></span> you remind yourself. <span class="pink"><i>Do it for four hundred dollars...</i></span> But truthfully, what has you fall to your knees and crawl to first cock isn't money, but the lust. The idea of being reduced to a cumdump, to take the stress and seed out of ugly strangers... it's <i>so fucking hot</i>. Before you know it, your dress is off and the first cock is in your mouth. There's going back, now. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbang1.gif" width=500 /> [[Suck them all dry.->Flirty Busgirl Shift 3][$p = 6]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> \ <<set $brasave = $bra>> \ <<set $overwear = "nude">> \ <<set $bra = "nude">> \ <<elseif $p eq 6>>Any thoughts of shame or disgust are quick to disappear. In their place is only lust and acceptance. Your world is reduced to the taste of sweaty cock. The stink of them all. The feeling of them sloppily pushing against your face, vying for a chance to slip down your throat, all wet with your saliva. Distantly, you hear your own fake gags and lewd moans. The men and <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> grunt and goad you on. <span class="blue"><b>"You're a such a good slut. You could be a porn star."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"That's good, chica. Choke on it..."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"She looks like she's on drugs. She's really addicted to cock!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b><i>"Mmmmgph!!!"</i></b></span> is all you can think to reply, as two cocks stretch out your lips, while your hands jerk off two more. And then all too soon, the end begins. One cock shoots a hot rope of semen on your face, and then the others fire off the next moment. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbangcum2.gif" width=400 /> Afterwards, the busboys get back to work, all of them looking like they just won the lottery. As you scoop up cum from your hair and suck on your fingers, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> tosses the money on the floor. <span class="carlos"><b>"I'll put in a good word to the boss, chica. Come back for more whenever you've got a shift."</b></span> After cleaning up and collecting your pay, you figure it's about time you fell asleep. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $carlosstatus = 7>> <<set $money += 400>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You arrive at your busgirl shift, ready to do very little work as a cumdump for the busboys. While you wait for them to find a quiet moment to lock the kitchen, you busy yourself by actually working as a busgirl for about half an hour. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busgirl.gif" width=400 /> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> eventually finds you, and waves you over into the kitchen. When you arrive, the bus boys are waiting for you, dicks out as usual. <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbang1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="carlos"><b>"Look alive, hombres," Carlos</b></span> says, taking off his pants. <span class="carlos"><b>"I'm paying good money for this."</b></span> As the busboys cheer for their boss - and for you - you pull off your dress and drop to your knees. <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> \ <<set $brasave = $bra>> \ <<set $overwear = "nude">> \ <<set $bra = "nude">> \ [[Open wide.->Flirty Busgirl Shift 4][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>Soon enough the first cock is in your mouth, and the blowbang begins. Any thoughts of shame or disgust are quick to disappear. In their place is only lust and acceptance. Your world is reduced to the taste of sweaty cock. The stink of them all. The feeling of them sloppily pushing against your face, vying for a chance to slip down your throat, all wet with your saliva. <<set $bbset = [2, 3, 4, 5]>>\ \ <<set $bbchoice = $bbset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bbchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbang2.gif" width=400 />\ <<elseif $bbchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbang3.gif" width=400 />\ <<elseif $bbchoice eq 4>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbang4.gif" width=400 />\ <<elseif $bbchoice eq 5>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbang5.gif" width=400 />\ <</if>>\ Distantly, you hear your own fake gags and lewd moans. The men and <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> grunt and goad you on. <<set $bbword1set = [1, 2, 3]>> \ <<set $bbword1choice = $bbword1set.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bbword1choice eq 1>> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck, I wish my sister sucked cock as good as you."</b></span>\ <<elseif $bbword1choice eq 2>> <span class="blue"><b>"Holy shit, not even my mom's this big of a slut."</b></span>\ <<elseif $bbword1choice eq 3>> <span class="blue"><b>"Fuck, this girl lives for cock. I wanna marry her."</b></span>\ <</if>> <<set $bbword2set = [1, 2, 3]>> \ <<set $bbword2choice = $bbword2set.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bbword2choice eq 1>> <span class="carlos"><b>"Mmm... that's right, chica. Show us what a good girl you are."</b></span>\ <<elseif $bbword2choice eq 2>> <span class="carlos"><b>"The moment I laid eyes on you, chica, I knew. I knew you were a cocksleeve. I saw it in your eyes."</b></span>\ <<elseif $bbword2choice eq 3>> <span class="carlos"><b>"Worth every penny, chica. You were born for this."</b></span>\ <</if>> <<set $bbword3set = [1, 2, 3]>> \ <<set $bbword3choice = $bbword3set.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bbword3choice eq 1>> <span class="blue"><b>"You're such a whore. I bet your daddy's proud."</b></span>\ <<elseif $bbword2choice eq 2>> <span class="blue"><b>"At this moment, I am euphoric."</b></span>\ <<elseif $bbword2choice eq 3>> <span class="blue"><b>"Fucking hell, she's like a cock vacuum!"</b></span>\ <</if>> [[Suck harder->Flirty Busgirl Shift 4][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>And then all too soon, the end begins. One cock shoots a hot rope of semen on your face, and then the others fire off the next moment. <<set $bbset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $bbchoice = $bbset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $bbchoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbangcum1.gif" width=400 />\ <<elseif $bbchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbangcum2.gif" width=400 />\ <<elseif $bbchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/blowbangcum3.gif" width=400 />\ <</if>>\ Afterwards, the busboys get back to work, all of them looking like they just won the lottery. As you scoop up cum from your hair and suck on your fingers, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> tosses the money on the floor. <span class="carlos"><b>"I'll put in a good word to the boss, chica. Come back for more whenever you've got a shift."</b></span> After cleaning up and collecting your pay, you figure it's about time you fell asleep. <span class="pink"><i>I'm getting good at this...</i></span> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $money += 400>> <</if>>
Like anyone with an iffy memory, you keep a list of your weekly appointments on your<<if $fem gte 5>> <span class="pink">cute, girly</span><</if>> phone. <<if $fem lte 4>><img src="Images/Home/phone1.jpg" width=250 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/phone2.jpg" width=250 /><</if>> <table style="width:100%"> <tr> <th>Day</th> <th>Morning</th> <th>Evening</th> </tr> <tr> <td>Monday</td> <td><<if $gloryholeday eq "Monday">>Gloryhole Shift<<elseif $repday eq "Monday" >>REP Shift<<else>>Class<</if>></td> <td><<if ($massagequest gte 1) and ($repstatus gte 1)>> Gym Session / REP Shift / Mob Call<<elseif ($massagequest gte 1)>>Gym Session & Mob Call<<elseif $repstatus gte 1>>REP Shift & Mob Call<<elseif $daynumber gt 1>>Mob Call<<else>>Nothing<</if>></td> </tr> <tr> <td>Tuesday</td> <td><<if $gloryholeday eq "Tuesday">>Gloryhole Shift<<elseif $repday eq "Tuesday" >>REP Shift<<else>>Class<</if>></td> <td>Cauldron Shift</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Wednesday</td> <td><<if $gloryholeday eq "Wednesday">>Gloryhole Shift<<elseif $repday eq "Wednesday" >>REP Shift<<else>>Class<</if>></td> <td>Gym Session</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Thursday</td> <td><<if $gloryholeday eq "Thursday">>Gloryhole Shift<<elseif $repday eq "Thursday" >>REP Shift<<else>>Class<</if>></td> <td>Cauldron Shift</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Friday</td> <td><<if $gloryholeday eq "Friday">>Gloryhole Shift<<elseif $repday eq "Friday" >>REP Shift<<else>>Class<</if>></td> <td>Date Night</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Saturday</td> <td>Weekly Jog</td> <td>Cauldron Shift</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Sunday</td> <td>Gym Session</td> <td><<if $doctor gte 2>>Milking Appointment<<else>>Nothing<</if>></td> </tr> </table> <<back "Return">>
Like anyone with an iffy memory, you keep a list of your key contacts on your<<if $fem gte 5>> <span class="pink">cute, girly</span><</if>> phone. <b>Primary Characters</b> <table style="width:100%"> <tr> <th>Profile Picture</th> <th>Name</th> <th>Status</th> <th>Love Points</th> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $face eq 1>><img src="Images/Body/face1.jpg" width=200 /><<elseif $face eq 2>><img src="Images/Body/face2.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if $hasfemname eq 0>><b>$playername</b><<else>><span class="pink"><b>$femname</b></span><</if>></td> <td><i>This is you!</i></td> <td><b>5</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td><img src="Images/Home/contactkatie1.jpg" width=200 /></td> <td><span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span></td> <td>Your supervisor at the Cauldron</td> <td><b>$katielove</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $todddate lte 3>><img src="Images/Home/contacttodd1.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contacttodd2.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span></td> <td><<if $homo lte 4>>Your best friend and personal trainer<<else>>Your best friend with benefits and personal trainer<</if>></td> <td><b>$toddlove</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td><img src="Images/Home/contactsusan1.jpg" width=200 /></td> <td><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span></td> <td><<if $susancuck eq 1>>Your 'girlfriend,' and <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> favorite snowbunny slut<<else>>Your girlfriend<</if>></td> <td><b>$susanlove</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $chastityquest eq 0>><img src="Images/Home/contactmystery1.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contactnazarov1.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if $chastityquest eq 0>>???<<else>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span><</if>></td> <td><<if $chastityquest eq 0>>???<<else>>Your boss at the Cauldron, and a high ranking member of the <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> crime family<</if>></td> <td><b>$nazarovlove</b></td> </tr> </table> <<back "Return">> <b>Secondary Characters</b> <table style="width:100%"> <tr> <th>Profile Picture</th> <th>Name</th> <th>Status</th> </tr> <tr> <td><img src="Images/Home/contactteacher1.jpg" width=200 /></td> <td><span class="teacher"><b>Ms.Domina</b></span></td> <td>A professor at the university, known for her radical views on gender equity. She is your <<if $hasfemname eq 1>>Feminization<<else>>Gender Studies<</if>> teacher.</td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $susanlunch gte 2>><img src="Images/Home/contactolivier1.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contactmystery1.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if $susanlunch gte 2>><span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span><<else>>???<</if>></td> <td><<if $susanlunch gte 2>>A professor at the university, known his brilliance, charm, and radical views on racial equity. <<if $susanopen eq 1>>He was once <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> teacher, but you thrwarted his manipulations and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> switched her major.<<elseif $susancuck eq 1>> He is secretly turning many white women on campus into sluts for black cock. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is fully under his spell, and apparently she's his favorite.<</if>><<else>>???<</if>></td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $lexistatus gte 2>><img src="Images/Home/contactlexi1.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contactmystery2.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if $lexistatus gte 2>><span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span><<else>>???<</if>></td> <td><<if $lexistatus eq 2>>A mysterious young woman who frequents the Cauldron. She's curiously friendly, as well as drop-dead gorgeous. You want to get to know her better.<<elseif ($lexistatus gte 3) and ($lexistatus lte 8)>>A beautiful, mysterious trans woman who frequents the Cauldron.<<elseif $lexistatus gte 9>>Your lovely friend and confidente. She's passionate about advancing the acceptance of trans women in society, and hopes you'll help her achieve her dreams.<<else>>???<</if>></td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if not hasVisited("Session with Todd Het5 start")>><img src="Images/Home/contactmystery2.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contactolivia1.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if not hasVisited("Session with Todd Het5 start")>>???<<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>></td> <td><<if not hasVisited("Session with Todd Het5 start")>>???<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "loyal") or ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade")>>A bubbly, petite brunette who works at the gym. She's a total sweetheart.<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker")>>A bubbly, petite brunette who works at the gym. She's not-so-secretly in love with <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, and you're helping her catch his attention.<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster")>>A bubbly, petite brunette who works at the gym. She is slowly becoming addicted to black cock through your careful manipulations.<</if>></td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $oliviaquest gte 1>><img src="Images/Home/contactcade1.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contactmystery1.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if $oliviaquest gte 1>><span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span><<else>>???<</if>></td> <td><<if $oliviaquest eq 0>>???<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "loyal") or ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster")>>The handsome star quarterback at your university. Despite his position and good looks, people say he's pretty humble, down-to-earth guy.<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade")>>The handsome star quarterback at your university. You're trying to win his heart, and it turns out there's much more to <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> than meets the eye.<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker")>>The handsome star quarterback at your university. You and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> are doing all you can to hook him up with <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>></td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $hasfemname eq 1>><img src="Images/Home/contactrachel1.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contactmystery2.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if $hasfemname eq 1>><span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span><<else>>???<</if>></td> <td><<if $hasfemname eq 0>>???<<elseif $rachelstatus lte 2>>One of your classmates in your Feminization class. She's a bit of a perfectionist and a teacher's pet.<<elseif $rachelstatus gte 3>>One of your classmates in your Feminization class. Now that you're both prostitutes for the same pimp, a bit of mutual respect and a budding friendship has grown between you<</if>></td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $hasfemname eq 1>><img src="Images/Home/contactbecky1.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contactmystery2.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if $hasfemname eq 1>><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>>???<</if>></td> <td><<if $hasfemname eq 0>>???<<else>>One of your classmates in your Feminization class. She's a bit of a ditz, but also easygoing, friendly, and kind.<</if>></td> </tr> <tr> <td><<if $todddate gte 5>><img src="Images/Home/contactjack1.jpg" width=200 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/contactmystery1.jpg" width=200 /><</if>></td> <td><<if $todddate gte 5>><span class="jack"><b>Jack</b></span><<else>>???<</if>></td> <td><<if $todddate lt 5>>???<<else>>A world-renowned cosmetic surgeon, and <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> father. He's known to be handsome, suave, and driven by envy.<</if>> <<if $jackslut eq 1>>You and <span class="jack"><b>Jack</b></span> have begun a secret dalliance behind <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> back.<<elseif $jacslut eq 2>><span class="jack"><b>Jack</b></span> has forced you into a romantic relationship with him, threatening to cut ties between you and <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> if you don't comply.<</if>> </td> </tr> </table> <<back "Return">> <b><i>Developer's Note: Additional characters will be added to your contacts in future updates!</i></b>
<<if $p eq 0>>When you arrive at your Feminization Class, you find the door locked with a note stating that <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is giving a lecture on link between normalizing the sissygasm and gender equity, meaning you and your classmates have the day off. As you wander through a quiet part of the campus parking lot, thinking about what to do with all this newfound freedom, a curious sound catches your ear. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, laughing. You stop in your tracks. The laughter dies down, and in its place is a man's deep, vibrating voice. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is closeby, and she's with someone. The implication sets your heart racing. Driven by curiosity and lust, you talk quiet steps in the direction of their quiet chatter. You can't pick up the words, but it definitely sounds like flirting. Then the flirting is gone. In its place, you here the unmistakable sound of a fly unzipping. <span class="pink"><i><b>Susan</b>, you insatiable slut...</i></span> you think, giddy over what you find as you peer past a parked car. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/susanvanbj1.mp4"></video> <span class="blue"><b>"That's good,"</b></span> the large, confident black man says, leaning back in his passenger seat, the door to his van wide open, while <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sensually licks his cock while looking at him with eyes full of adoration. You're immediately drawn to his dick, just like your girlfriend was. It's long, hard as a rock, and has a pleasant, suckable head. You shiver as your tiny, effeminate white penis <<if $chastity eq 1>>weakly struggles against your chastity cage<<else>>pushes weakly against your panties<</if>> - your own, pathetic excuse for an erection. As you watch, mesmerized, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> picks up her pace, sucking the man's cock like an absolute pro, taking so much of his impressive length down her throat. <video loop autoplay src="Images/Susan/susanvanbj2.mp4"></video> The dichotomy of the image - the small, beautiful white girl servicing the large, powerful black man - seems so fascinating, so beautiful to you. Maybe some of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> brainwashing is getting through to you, afterall. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck yes,"</b></span> you hear yourself whisper. <span class="pink"><b>"Suck that big black cock."</b></span> [[Just then, the man makes eye contact with you.->Susan Lunch 4 cuck][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>Going pale, you slip back behind the car. <span class="pink"><i>Holy shit... that was awkward.</i></span> Shaking off the embarassment, shame, and arousal that have hold of your heart, you take off at a good pace towards your apartment. You need to take a cold shower. And maybe spread your ass cheeks and take your dildo to the hilt. Probably both. Just as you're almost home, you receive a SnipChat from <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. Even before opening it, you have a feeling you know what it will be. <img src="Images/Susan/susanvanbj1.jpg" width=450 /> You stare the picture, dazed by lust and jealously. You're not sure if you want to be him... or her. <span class="pink"><i>Her...</i></span> You send her a text. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>Who's Tyrone?</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>A friend. I've been making so many friends, lately.</b></span></span> You swallow hard. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is probably blowing a different black guy every day, now. <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> is turning her into a massive slut, and you love how you're helplessly letting it happen. <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>Do you want me to keep making friends?</b></span></span> Your answer is immediate. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>Yes, please. I love you.</b></span></span> She doesn't reply. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susanlunch = 4>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>When you arrive at your Feminization Class, you find the door locked with a note stating that <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is giving a guest lecture at a nearby university on the link between the female orgasm and world peace. It seems you have the day off. You decide to grab some lunch. As you look for a place to sit down, you see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sitting with a somewhat plain-looking girl that you don't recognize. She waves you over. <span class="susan"><b>"Amber, I want you to meet my <<if $susancuck eq 1>>friend,<<else>>girlfriend,<</if>> $femname."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/amber1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Hi." Amber</b></span> says, clearly a bit embarassed. <span class="susan"><b>"Amber was just talking about her bedroom troubles with her boyfriend."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Hey!" Amber</b></span> glances around, mortified. <span class="mom"><b>"Not so loud."</b></span> You sit down beside <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Bedroom problems suck,"</b></span> you say, giving <span class="mom"><b>Amber</b></span> a disarming smile. <span class="pink"><b>"But you can always freshen things up.</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lights up at your words. <span class="susan"><b>"Exactly what I was saying! Time to freshen things up!"</b></span> she gives you a meaningful look. <span class="susan"><b>"I gave Amber the <i>perfect</i> suggestion, but she didn't bite."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Well..." Amber</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="mom"><b>"It seemed a little... extreme."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is undeterred. <span class="susan"><b>"How about $femname gives you a suggestion, and you can pick between our suggestions."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Amber</b></span> glances between the two of you, then sighs. <span class="mom"><b>"At this point, I'm pretty desparate. Go for it, $femname."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I know exactly what <b>Susan</b> wants to me to say...</i></span> <<if $susancuck eq 1>>[[Invite another guy into the bedroom. Time for a threesome!->Susan Lunch Breasts][$p = 1]]<<else>><span class="grey">Invite another guy into the bedroom. Time for a threesome!</span><</if>> <<if $susancuck eq 0>>[[Whip out that makeup and try some gender roleplay!->Susan Lunch Breasts][$p = 1]]<<else>><span class="grey">Whip out that makeup and try some gender roleplay!</span><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="mom"><b>Amber</b></span> stares at you, awestruck. <span class="mom"><b>"No way... that's what Susey suggested!"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives your hand an affectionate squeeze. <span class="susan"><b>"Great minds think alike! And since we both suggested the same thing and you <i>have</i> to try one of our suggestions, looks like you'll be taking my offer, after all!"</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>Amber</b></span> looks concerned for a moment, then nods. <span class="mom"><b>"Okay, let's try it. Once. Where do I start?"</b></span> <<if $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>"Tell your boyfriend that you've always wanted to try a threesome, and if you can invite a guy over, he can invite a girl of his choosing later. He'll definitely like that."</b></span> She pulls out her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm texting my friend, Jamal. He's done this kind of thing tons of times before, and the result is always the same."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Done <i>what</i> before? And do you mean, result?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smiles warmly. <span class="susan"><b>"Introduced a girl like you to a whole different kind of sex of course. And the only result I see in your future is pleasure. <i>Lots</i> of pleasure."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan4.jpg" width=300 /> Once <span class="mom"><b>Amber</b></span> leaves, you pat <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> hand. <span class="pink"><b>"You're crazy, you know that?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"She'll thank me when Jamal's cock ten inches deep inside of her."</b></span> She tilts her head at you. <span class="susan"><b>"So, how are you, sissy girl?"</b></span> \ <<elseif $susancuck eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>"Tell your boyfriend that you think he'd look really cute in panties. Tell him real men aren't so insecure about their gender that they won't wear panties. Then give him the best BJ of his life. From there, just see what happens. Don't be surprised if he wears them to sleep."</b></span> She pulls out her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"And make sure to take a picture of him in panties, maybe while he sleeps. It'll make it feel more real - you know, real evidence of him in girly underwear. Guys find that super hot. Things will progress naturally from there."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"Progress naturally? What do you mean?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smiles warmly. <span class="susan"><b>"You'll just have to wait and see, now wont you?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susan4.jpg" width=300 /> Once <span class="mom"><b>Amber</b></span> leaves, you pat <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> hand. <span class="pink"><b>"Think it's that simple to turn a boy into a girl?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"I've met her boyfriend. Trust me, all he needs is a little push."</b></span> She tilts her head. <span class="susan"><b>"So, how are you, lover girl?"</b></span> \ <</if>> \ [[Ask her about your breasts->Susan Lunch Breasts][$p = 2]] <<set $amber = 1>> <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="susan"><b>"Breast augmentation?"</b></span> she asks, curious. <span class="susan"><b>"Why?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Well, I can't exactly say 'A Russian mobster is making me do it...'</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I just think I might like something a little different, but I can't decide what kind of different."</b></span> You pull out your phone. <span class="pink"><b>"Here, look at these options."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts9.jpg" width=600 /> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> studies the images closely for thirty seconds or so, then she just shrugs. <<if $susancuck eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>"I just want you to be happy babe."</b></span> She gestures at the images. <span class="susan"><b>"Big, small, firm, soft... I'm sure I'll love them all if they're attached to you. In fact..."</b></span> She pulls out a fifty dollar bill from her bra. <span class="susan"><b>"My little contribution."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Susan..."</b></span> Your heart basically melts. <span class="pink"><b>"You're too good to me. I can't take it."</b></span> She gently pushes it down your top. <span class="susan"><b>"Too late."</b></span> <<set $money += 50>> \ <<else>><span class="susan"><b>"I don't care."</b></span> She gestures at the images. <span class="susan"><b>"Olivier says white women need to focus on being as beautiful and fertile as possible. But white boys are just meant for service and pleasure. As long as you're passable, you're fine."</b></span> She gives you a quick glance. <span class="susan"><b>"You're already passable. So pick whatever kind of tits you want black men to grope at whenever I need a break."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"So your answer is... 'whatever?'"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sighs. <span class="susan"><b>"Honestly, you should be saving your money to take care of our future children. They won't be yours biologically, but I'll expect you to care for them and cover all the expenses."</b></span> She stares at you intently. <span class="susan"><b>"I intend to have <i>a lot</i> of babies, $femname. The next generation of better human beings, all from my pristine white eggs and powerful black sperm. So save up, okay?"</b></span> <</if>> With that, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gives you a quick peck on the cheek and heads off. You wonder where to go next, yourself. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $virginityquest += 1>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You arrive at your busgirl shift. Since you refused <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos's</b></span> offer of becoming a cumdump for the bus boys, he actually makes you do a lot of work. Maybe as some sort of punishment. <img src="Images/Cauldron/busgirl.gif" width=400 /> A few hours into your shift, your back hurts, your feet hurt, and your willpower is starting to dwindle. <span class="pink"><i>This is way harder than blowing some slim-dicked losers. And way less fun.</i></span> You glance at the doors to the kitchen. <span class="pink"><i>And this pays less. AND <b>Carlos</b> is telling lies about me to <b>Nazarov</b> when I'm supposed to be getting on the boss's good side.</i></span> You sigh, uncertain. <span class="pink"><i>Maybe life is just easier as a cum dump... maybe that's what I'm meant to be?</i></span> Just then, <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> shows up, beside you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/carlos1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="carlos"><b>"Hey chica,"</b></span> he says, clearly enjoying how tired you look. <span class="carlos"><b>"Just checking in. The bus boys are <i>really</i> horny tonight. You sure you don't want to take up my deal?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>It's getting hard to say no...</i></span> [[Stay strong!->Flirty Busgirl Shift 5][$p = 1]] [[Give in to lust->Flirty Busgirl Shift 3][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>You spend the rest of the evening working as a normal busgirl. It only pays two hundred dollars, but at least you keep some of your dignity. That makes it worth it... right? [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $money += 200>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You pick up your phone, your face brightening when you see who it is. <<set $time = "Night">> <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"What's up, loser?"</b></span></span> [[Just getting ready for bed->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 1, $i = 1]] [[The usual - trying to take over the world->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 1, $i = 2]] <<if $katielove gte 3>>[[I was thinking about you, actually->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 1, $i = 3]]<<else>><span class="grey">I was thinking about you, actually</span><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 1>>\ <<if $i eq 1>><span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Noooo!"</b></span></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> texts back. <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"I'm bored. Entertain me."</b></span></span> You sigh, then text, <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"And how exactly am I going to do that?"</b></span></span> Her answer is a selfie. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Blow you? You're half a world away, and you're kind of lacking the parts."</b></span></span> Her reply is immediate. <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Not me - you! I read about a guy who could do it."</b></span></span> [[Change the subject->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 3]] [[Indulge her->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 2]] <<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Oh? Go on, then. Fill me in."</b></span></span> You smirk, then answer. <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Femboy Hooters."</b></span></span> <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Femboy Hooters?"</b></span></span> You send her a link from a degenerate website. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Femboy Hooters."</b></span></span> <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Alright, I'm intrigued. How does this lead to world domination."</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Yeah, I'm still figuring that park out..."</b></span></span> [[Bring up your planned surgery.->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 3]] <<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Thinking about me?"</b></span></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> texts back. <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"What kind of thoughts?"</b></span></span> <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Hmmmmm...</i></span> [[Nice thoughts->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 2, $i = 5]] [[Naughty thoughts->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 2, $i = 6]] <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 2>>\ <<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Alright, give me a moment."</b></span></span> You slip out of your nightgown, then push your head as far as you can between your legs. You don't get close. As if she can see you, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> texts, <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Try hooking a leg over your shoulder."</b></span></span> You push all the air out of your lungs, tuck your hips to your chest, then try to get your legs over your shoulders. You can feel your muscles strain, but it <i>mostly</i> works. Your limp penis is now bobbing just a few inches from your face. <span class="pink"><i>This is probably as close as I can get.</i></span> You set up your phone to take a selfie, at the same time as you lean in as far as you can, landing a gentle kiss on top of your clitty. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic5.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"WOAH! HOT SHOT! LOL didn't expect you do it."</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><i>Ow, ow, ow... I'm going to feel that tomorrow...</i></span> [[After unravelling yourself, you decide to call her.->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 3, $i = 4]] <<elseif $i eq 5>><span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Nice thoughts? Come on, give me the details, hot shot."</b></span></span> You smile, recalling your daydream. <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"I'm thinking once all this madness is over, you and me go traveling. Somewhere warm. By the water."</b></span></span> You can imagine just how good she'd look in a tight pink bikini. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic6.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"I love it. Except - small hiccup - I can't swim."</b></span></span> You laugh at your phone. <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"I'll teach you, babe."</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wait...</i></span> you think, glancing at your past message. <span class="pink"><i>Did I just call her...</i></span> But it doesn't seem to faze her. She just answers: <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Can't wait."</b></span></span> [[You decide to call her.->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 3]] <<elseif $i eq 6>><span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Naughty thoughts? Oooooooh, give me the dirty details, hot shot."</b></span></span> You lick your lips, recalling your daydream. <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"My hands tied to a bedpost. Your middle finger sliding inside of me..."</b></span></span> <img src="Images/Home/katiepic1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="katie"><span class="note"><b>"Mmm... the moment I'm back, we'll have to make that happen. Maybe you can tie me up, too?"</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Already ordered the rope, babe."</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><i>Wait...</i></span> you think, glancing at your past message. <span class="pink"><i>Did I just call her...</i></span> But it doesn't seem to faze her. She just answers: <span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Can't wait."</b></span></span> [[You decide to call her.->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 3]] <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 3>> \ <<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Maybe next time. There's something we need to talk about - I'll call you."</b></span></span> Before you can voice her dismay, you've dialed her number. <<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="pink"><span class="note"><b>"Listen, I'm actually really glad you texted me. There's something we need to talk about - I'll call you."</b></span></span> Before she can ask what's going on, you've dialed her number. <<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Katie. There's something I need to get your thoughts on."</b></span> Her voice is thick with static. Poor reception. <span class="katie"><b>"Go ahead - I'm just watching Russian cartoons. I've got time."</b></span> <<elseif $i eq 4>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Katie. There's something I need to get your thoughts on."</b></span> Her voice is thick with static. Poor reception. <span class="katie"><b>"Sure, but can we appreciate the fact that you <i>kissed your cock</i>!? Best dick pic I've ever been sent."</b></span> <<elseif $i eq 5>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Katie girl. There's something I need to get your thoughts on."</b></span> Her voice is thick with static. Poor reception. <span class="katie"><b>"If it's my favorite type of swimsuit, the answer is a see-through swimsuit. And if that doesn't exist, I think I just invented a million dollar business idea."</b></span> <<elseif $i eq 6>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Katie girl. There's something I need to get your thoughts on."</b></span> Her voice is thick with static. Poor reception. <span class="katie"><b>"Is the question 'do I eat ass?'"</b></span> Seems like you got her a bit turned on. <span class="pink"><b>"Uh, do you?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Only yours."</b></span> <</if>><span class="pink"><b>"It's kind of a weird question,"</b></span> you say, standing up and walking towards your mirror. You send off a quick photo to remind <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> what they look like. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic7.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Should I get a boob job?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"What? Why?"</b></span> She swears in Russian. <span class="katie"><b>"Wait, is this Mr. Nazarov's doing?"</b></span> You're impressed. <span class="pink"><b>"How did you know?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Um, because our mutual friend Nazzy has been trying to turn my tits into balloons for like three years."</b></span> [[You keep listening, intrigued.->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>\ <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> sighs. <span class="katie"><b>"Have you begun to realize that Nazarov likes a <i>certain</i> kind of girl? Starts with 'B,' ends with 'imbo?'"</b></span> <<if hasVisited ("Folder 1")>>You recall the folder you found on <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> computer.<<else>>You recall what he told you when he demanded you get a boob job.<</if>> She's right - he definitely has a think for big-boobed, plastic-enhanced bimbos. <img src="Images/Cauldron/bimbo5.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="katie"><b>"The guy's relentless - and trust me, he has a way of getting under your skin, and getting whatever he wants from you."</b></span> Her tone darkens. <span class="katie"><b>"if you're not careful, he'll turn you into some plastic whore, and then drop you for a newer model. It's happened before."</b></span> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>On that point, you're not sure if you believe her. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> never met a girl like <i>you</i> before. There is no newer model. In fact, in some ways, you're <i><span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span></i> newer model. Maybe she feels threatened.<<else>><span class="pink"><i>She's probably right. That man is dangerous.</i></span><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Well,"</b></span> you say, sending her the options that Doctor <span class="blue"><b>Miles</b></span> sent to you. <span class="pink"><b>"You told me to get close to him, and he's not letting me waitress until I get a little upgrade."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts9.jpg" width=750 /> <span class="pink"><b>"What should I do?"</b></span> [[Get Katie's advice.->Katie Call Breasts][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>\ It doesn't take long for her to decide. <span class="katie"><b>"Holy shit - you can little femboy hormone tits? $femname - that's brilliant!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"... it is?"</b></span> She's speaking so fast, you can barely hear her through the phone's static. <span class="katie"><b>"He sends you to get big stupid bimbo titties, and you come back with, like, the exact opposite! Plus, for me, you'll always be the sexy little trap that I dressed up at the Cauldron. Embrace what makes you special!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts7.jpg" width=750 /> <span class="pink"><b>"But I've got to get him to trust me, don't I?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Relax, hot shot. There will be plenty of opportunities to get onto Nazzy's good side and save your dad. But don't, you know, <i>sacrifice</i> the girl you are for the slut he wants you to be."</b></span><<if $katielove gte 3>> After a pause, she adds, <span class="katie"><b>"That'd really hurt me."</b></span><</if>> After that, the conversation drifts to mundane chitchat about life in Russia. Despite her complaints, Moscow actually sounds like a pretty cool city to visit. Soon enough, it's time to hang up and actually go to bed. <span class="pink"><i><b>Katie</b> brought up some good points about being careful around <b>Nazarov</b>... but I feel like the main reason she wants me to get little hormone tits is because she finds them sexy. I'm still not sure what I'm going to do...</i></span> [[You try to fall asleep.->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $virginityquest += 1>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You head to the women's platinum locker room and swipe in. Like usual, you're greeted by sweet, relaxing fragrances and the sound of running water. Distantly, you hear two women in muted conversation. <<set $i = 0>> <span class="olivia"><b>"Hey $femname!" Olivia</b></span> says, passing by on your way in. <span class="mom"><b>"Looking pretty as always!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You too, Olivia!"</b></span> you reply<<if $oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster">>, before adding, <span class="pink"><b>"How are your equality lessons going?"</b></span> She blushes, but whispers. <span class="olivia"><b>"Good. They're nearly all I think about."</b></span><<elseif $oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker">>, before adding, <span class="pink"><b>"How Mr. Studmuffin?"</b></span> She blushes, but whispers. <span class="olivia"><b>"A work in progress! So keep your voice down..."</b></span><<else>>.<</if>> A few other platinum gym members are in the showers, enjoying the luxury and privacy of the platinum locker room. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower6.jpg" width=450 /> Just after you get dressed, <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> comes by your locker, looking excited. <span class="olivia"><b>"Come quick, $femname!"</b></span> She grabs your arm. <span class="mom"><b>"Todd's making some kind of announcement"</b></span> [[Go with Olivia->Gym Virgin Start][$p = 1]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "mini booty shorts">> <<set $bra = "skimpy sports bra">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 1>>You and <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> arrive at the fron of the gym just as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is beginning his announcement. He looks pretty damned pleased with himself, so you're pretty sure that whatever he's about to say, it's good news. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Ladies, gentlemen,"</b></span> He meets your eye. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe. All dudes and dudettes, listen up."</b></span> After clearing his voice for a good three seconds, he begins. <span class="todd"><b>"With Mrs. Marshall out on maternity leave, I've been named interim manager until she comes back."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>"WOOOO! GO TODD!" Olivia</b></span> cheers, beside you. He reddens for just a moment, then carries on. <span class="todd"><b>"I've been given permission to make some changes to this gym, and I intend to make full use of that to the benefit of all you lovely people."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Changes?</i></span> you wonder, curious. [[Listen to Todd's grand plan->Gym Virgin Start][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="todd"><b>"First off, all gym passes now have extended privileges. So, that's one extra day of lessons for everyone, free of charge."</b></span> This earns a great deal of hollering and excitement from the crowd, which grows bigger and bigger by the moment. <img src="Images/Gym/gymmisc1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> grins widely, then continues. <span class="todd"><b>"Second - the price of smoothies is too damned high. As of today, all smoothies are half price. Forever."</b></span> Again, the crowd cheers him on, <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> loudest of all. And no wonder - she's currently got a smoothie in her hand. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"And last, I'm introducing a brand new program to the gym. We are <i>officially</i> licensed to give out massages. So no more post-workout cramps."</b></span> [[As the crowd breaks out into a massive round of cheering, Todd waves you over->Gym Virgin Start][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>\ <span class="todd"><b>"So," Todd</b></span> says, as you two walk away from the crowd, holding hands, <span class="todd"><b>"What do you think?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What do I think? Umm, I'm super impressed."</b></span> You squeeze is palm. <span class="pink"><b>"Theodore Power, gym manager. You're a big shot."</b></span> He laughs. <span class="todd"><b>"<i>Interim</i> manager, babe. And never call me Theodore - you sound like my mom."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Ew. Noted. So I get an extra day at the gym?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah,"</b></span> He checks his clipboard. <span class="todd"><b>"Monday evenings. Totally, optional, but if you're free, definitely come by."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/gymmisc2.jpg" width=700 /> <span class="pink"><b>"And you'll still have time for me, Mr. Manager?"</b></span> <<if $toddlove gte 2>>He looks serious for a moment. <span class="todd"><b>"$femname, I always have time for you. Always."</b></span><<else>>He grins. <span class="todd"><b>"I'll see what I can do."</b></span><</if>> <<if $toddlove gte 2>>His sudden sincerity warms your heart. You find your head resting against his shoulder. <</if>><span class="pink"><b>"And what's this about the gym giving out massages?"</b></span> He leads you to a side door. <span class="todd"><b>"Come on, I'll show you."</b></span> [[Follow Todd->Gym Virgin Start][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>\ You enter a small room you weren't even aware existed, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> at your side. <img src="Images/Gym/massage1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Not bad, right?"</b></span> The room is clean and warm. Simple decor gives it a kind of tranquil, minimalist feel. <span class="pink"><b>"It's great."</b></span> You face him, your chin pointing slightly up so you can meet his eyes. <span class="pink"><b>"Your parents are clueless - you're super ambitious in your own way, but they're too proud to see it."</b></span> He steps close, his erection pushing against your hip. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe, you know how hard I get when you insult my parents."</b></span> Stepping back, you slide onto the massage table, feeling all kinds of mischievous. <span class="pink"><b>"So when's my massage, Mr. Manager?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs. <span class="todd"><b>"Actually, <i>you'll</i> be the one giving massages. Once you finish a training course, I mean. That's the grand plan - all the gym's young female gym-goers are eligble to train and earn some side money."</b></span> He squirts a glob of massage oil from the counter onto his hands. <img src="Images/Gym/massage2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Grand plans from <b>Todd</b>? That's new.</i></span> You tilt your chin. <span class="pink"><b>"Me? A masseuse?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Totally, babe. I know you're still dealing with your dad's situation."</b></span> He frowns, as if just remembering it himself. <span class="todd"><b>"So this'll be, like, extra income. Being a bus boy can't pay too well."</b></span> You realize you've never explained to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> that you're a waitress and a prostitute at the Cauldron. Probably a conversation for another day. He touches your shoulder. <span class="todd"><b>"Let me show you just how easy this is..."</b></span> [[You fall back onto the massage bed.->Gym Virgin Start][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> starts by helping you out of your sports bra and booty shorts. Once you're down to your panties, he winks. <span class="todd"><b>"Those too, babe."</b></span> Already, your heart's picked up its pace. Getting naked for <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> while he remains fully-clothed adds the perfect spice to the situation. You slip out of your panties with an exaggerated wiggle. <<if $chastity eq 1>>As <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> watches, you unlock your chasity cage and set it beside your panties. <span class="pink"><b>"For comfort,"</b></span> you say with a wink. <<set $i = 1>><</if>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>>\ <<set $underwear = "nude">>\ <<set $overwear = "nude">>\ <<set $bra = "nude">>\ <<set $chastity = 0>>\ \ Then he has you lie still on your stomach, and sets his fingers against your shoulders. <span class="pink"><b><i>"Ahh..."</i></b></span> comes the unvoluntary moan from deep in your chest, as his works the oil into your skin. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is strong as a bull, and the pressure he puts on your muscles is <i>almost</i> painful, but not quite. You gasp at his touch, at his subtle manipulations the skin and tension beneath. <img src="Images/Gym/massage1.gif" width=550 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Stress,"</b></span> he mutters, as if reciting from a text book, <span class="todd"><b>"Major stress on the traps and dorsi. Tight as a spring, babe."</b></span> He moves his warm, powerful hands up and down your back. <img src="Images/Gym/massage2.gif" width=550 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I've had a lot on my mind..."</b></span> you say, eyes shut in pleasure, voice trembling. <span class="pink"><b>"With my dad, and class, and - <i>ah!</i> - work."</b></span> His fingers trace the curve of your butt, that slide down your smooth, shapely legs. <img src="Images/Gym/massage3.gif" width=550 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Every time I touch you, you just get better and better..."</b></span> His hands return to your ass, now gently kneading the cheeks. <img src="Images/Gym/massage4.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>Do it!</i></span> A small, eager part of you thinks, as your boypussy just so slightly gapes from <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> touch. <<if $toddlove gte 2>><span class="pink"><i>Take me... make me your woman...</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>I know you want to...</i></span><</if>> But just when your lust overwhelms you, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> stops, steps back, and starts washing his hands. <span class="todd"><b>"And that,"</b></span> he says with an easy smile, clearly aware of the state he's left you in, <span class="todd"><b>"is how you give a massage. Take the course, babe. It's easy money."</b></span> And just like that, he heads out. You're left naked, slathered in oil, and horny enough to shatter to pieces. [[Hit the showers->Gym Virgin Start][$p = 7]] [[Quickly masturbate->Gym Virgin Start][$p = 6]] <<elseif $p eq 6>>About two seconds after <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> leaves, you've drawn up your knees to your shoulders and have two fingers <<if $toy neq "nude">>pulling out your buttplug before <</if>>plying their way up your slightly gaping asshole. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck yes..."</b></span> you moan, as that familiar sense of fullnesss spreads like sweet honey from deep inside of you, centering in on your prostate. You start roughly fucking your boypussy with two fingers, quickly finding that massage oil makes for great lube. Almost accidently, you let your needy asshole swallow a third finger. Then, feeling adventurous, you push your pinky in. Four fingers. It's the most you've ever stuffed inside at once. <span class="pink"><i>What if...</i></span> You push your thumb against your fingers, forming the shape of a duck's bill with your hand. Then you start to slide inwards, relaxing you pelvic muscles at the same time. You shiver in bliss as your boypussy widens, sucking in the width of your palm, then wrapping around your wrist. Your whole fist is inside your ass. <img src="Images/Gym/massage5.gif" width=450 /> Though you wish to enjoy the feeling for longer, you're past the point of no return. Moaning out some rather loud and unladylike noises, you pull your fist out of your boypussy, then rapidly jerk your limp clitty to orgasm. The feeling hits hard and fast. For as many as ten seconds, you just writhe on the massage table, cum dribbling onto your thighs. You feel your gaping asspussy rhythmically open and close, stretched further than ever before. Once the orgasm is past, you figure it's past time you wiped up and got clean. [[Hit the showers->Gym Virgin Start][$p = 7]] <<if $toy neq "nude">> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $toy = "nude">> <<set $j = 1>> <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 7>>After wiping off most of the massage oil from your body, you put on a robe and head to the locker room for a quick shower. You have the shower to yourself, and you lose yourself for a few minutes, enjoying the steam and the various lotions, moisturizers, and shampoos you rub against your smooth, feminine body. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower3.gif" width=400 /> Eventually it's time to get dressed and head home. You can't wait to return to the gym on<<if $virginityquest eq 0>><<if $day eq "Wednesday">> Sunday<<else>> Wednesday<</if>><<else>><<if $day eq "Wednesday">> Sunday<<elseif $day eq "Sunday">> Monday<<else>> Wednesday<</if>><</if>>. <span class="pink"><i><b>Todd</b> really seems to think I should learn how to be a masseuse,</i></span> you think, as you put away your workout outfit.<<if $i eq 1>> Before putting on your panties, you reattach your chastity cage. Even though you don't have to wear it to the gym, you've grown use to the feeling of the cage against your clitty. It just feels right for a girl like you to prevent her body from ever getting an erection.<<else>> You slowly pull on your panties, giving your booty a bit of a wiggle to fit them over your hips.<</if>> <span class="pink"><i>I could definitely use the money... but I'm not sure if I want to work during my time at the gym. I'll have to think about it.</i></span> <<if $toddlove gte 2>>You think back on the feeling of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> large, manly hands against your lotioned skin. <span class="pink"><i>I bet <b>Todd</b> would love it if I massaged him... maybe someday I'd start every day by giving him a nice massage...</i></span> You pause, realizing the absurdity of the thought. <span class="pink"><i>Start every day by massaging <b>Todd</b>? That would only happen if we were married...</i></span><</if>> [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<if $i eq 1>><<set $chastity = 1>><</if>> <<set $massagequest = 1>> <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") or ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker")>> <<set $competition = "becky">> <<else>><<set $competition = "olivia">><</if>>\ <</if>>
You head to the women's platinum locker room and swipe in. Like usual, you're greeted by sweet, relaxing fragrances and the sound of running water. Distantly, you hear two women in muted conversation. <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") or ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker")>><<else>> <span class="mom"><b>"Hey $femname!" Olivia</b></span> says, passing by on your way in. <span class="mom"><b>"Looking pretty as always!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You too, Olivia!"</b></span> <</if>> A few other platinum gym members are at their lockers, changing before their work outs. While you find them all cute, you don't feel a rush of sexual arousal, seeing them naked. You're just a normal girl in a normal locker room. <img src="Images/Gym/womenslockerroom3.jpg" width=500 /> Once you're dressed, you think about how to spend today's workout. [[Go find Todd->Gym Virgin Todd]] <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 1)>>[[Go find Cade->Session with Todd Chastity Cade 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 2)>>[[Go find Cade->Cade 2]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 4)>>[[Go find Cade->Cade 4]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest eq 5)>>[[Go find Cade->Cade 5]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade") and ($oliviaquest gte 6)>>[[Go find Cade->Cade 6]]<</if>> \ \ <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 2)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 3)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 2 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 4)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 3 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 5)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 4 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 6)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 5 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 8)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 6 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster") and ($oliviaquest eq 9)>>[[Corrupt Olivia->Session with Todd Chastity Olivia 7 1]]<</if>> \ \ <<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker") and ($oliviaquest eq 2)>>[[Help Olivia seduce Cade->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 1]]<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker") and ($oliviaquest eq 4)>>[[Help Olivia seduce Cade->Session with Todd Chastity matchmaker 3]]<</if>> \ <<if $massagequest eq 1>>[[Look into becoming a masseuse->Massage 1]]<<elseif $massagequest eq 2>>[[Look into becoming a masseuse->Massage 1]]<<elseif $massagequest eq 3>>[[Train to be a masseuse->Massage 2]]<<elseif $massagequest eq 4>>[[Train to be a masseuse->Massage 3]]<<else>>[[Work as a masseuse->Massage 4]]<</if>> \ <<if $toddsusanstatus gte 4>>[[Visit Susan->Gym Susan]]<</if>> <<if ($virginityquest gte 12) and ($cauldronolivia eq 0)>><span class="grey"><b>Olivia</b> Cauldron recruitment not available in v0.4.</span><</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "mini booty shorts">> <<set $bra = "skimpy sports bra">> <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<else>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>> <<set $p = 0>>
<<if $p eq 0>>Running over to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, you give him a firm kiss on the lips before starting your workout. <img src="Images/Gym/toddkiss1.gif" width=300 /> <span class="todd"><b>"$femname,"</b></span> he says, a bit out of breath from the kiss. <span class="todd"><b>"Should we go somewhere more private?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Buy me dinner first,"</b></span> you joke, leading him on with your tight, half-revealed ass. <span class="pink"><b>"Or you can give me a workout, at least."</b></span> <<set $gymhet5set = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $gymhet5choice = $gymhet5set.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $chest lte 5>><<if $gymhet5choice eq 1>>\ <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout6.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has you focus on a special kind of yoga today, designed to strengthen your glutes and your inner harmony. All you know is that your entire ass is display for all the guys at the gym, and you love all the attention. By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 2>>\ <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout7.gif" width=400 /> First <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> convinces you to put on a pair of ridiculously tight yoga pants, and then has you jump on an exercise bike. You're aware that this all an excuse for him to get a nice long look of your perfect ass jiggling, but you don't mind. In fact, the vibrations of the bike against your clitty feel amazing. By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 3>>\ <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout8.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> hands you that weird wrist exercise device. By now, you know it's basically a toy for practices how to jerk off big cocks. Rolling with it for his amusement, you give a bit of a show, bouncing around, drooling a bit, and stroking the fake cock like it's the real thing. By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself. <</if>>\ \ <<else>><<if $gymhet5choice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout10.gif" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has you complete an advanced exercise today, one he calls the 'floating pushup.' Holding onto two hoops, you gracefully lower your chest past your hands, and then rise back up. Not only is it super intense, it also puts your large, <<if $chest gte 7>>surgically enhanced<<else>>natural-looking<</if>> breasts on full display for <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and all the boys. By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout11.gif" width=600 /> First <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> thinks you're ready for 'weighted squats' - a super tough exercise that puts a lot of pressure on your glutes and thighs. Of course, it also gives him a perfect view of your big, <<if $chest gte 7>>silicone-enhanced<<else>>MILF-like<</if>> tits. By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout12.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has been making you push through a lot more cardio, lately. You have a sneaking suspicion that he's looking for any excuse to get your big, beautiful breasts bouncing for him and all the other hungry men to see. By the end, it's clear that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is hard as a rock, and you're feeling all hot and bothered yourself. <</if>>\ <</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"Hey babe," Todd</b></span> says, once the workout's complete, <span class="todd"><b>"What's on your mind?"</b></span> [[Get naughty->Gym Virgin Todd][$p = 1]] <<if ($virginityquest gte 5) and not hasVisited("Gym Virgin Todd Breasts")>>[[Ask Todd about your breasts->Gym Virgin Todd Breasts]]<</if>> [[Give him a kiss and head straight to the showers->Gym Virgin Close]] <<if $toddsusanstatus eq 3>>[[Convince Todd to get Susan a gym membership->Gym Virgin Todd][$p = 2]]<</if>> <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"I don't think my workout's over,"</b></span> you say, running your hands down your body, your chest heaving and bright with sweat. <span class="pink"><b>"There's one more thing I want to try..."</b></span> <<set $gymhet5set = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $gymhet5choice = $gymhet5set.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 1>> You take <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> to a quiet corner of the gym, and ask him to spot you on the bar bell. He complies, but instead of grabbing hold of the bar, you straddle the seat and start unbuckling his pants. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj7.gif" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"What are you- <i>oh...</i>" Todd</b></span> sighs as you fit your lips around his sizable erection. Keeping your shapely ass pushed out for <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> to stare at, you give him a sneaky blowjob right in the gym, not even hidden from sight! You know a few people will see a rather <i>suspicious</i> exercise and maybe hear some curious slurping noises, but the risk of getting caught just makes it sexier. <span class="todd"><b>"I'm so addicted to this cock,"</b></span> you tease, taking all of it down your throat. That seems to push <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> past his limit, and he grunts as he cums.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 2>> You take <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> to a quiet corner of the gym, and ask him to spot you with some free weights. He complies, squatting down to help you lift. As he does, his large, heavy penis and testicles peek out of gym shorts. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj8.gif" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"What are you- <i>oh...</i>" Todd</b></span> sighs as you start to lick at his cock, making it swell to its full size. Getting into it, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> leans down a bit more, pushing more of his dick down your throat. And just like that, you're give him a sneaky blowjob right in the gym, not even hidden from sight! You know a few people will see a rather <i>suspicious</i> exercise and maybe hear some curious slurping noises, but the risk of getting caught just makes it sexier. <span class="todd"><b>"I'm so addicted to this cock,"</b></span> you tease, taking all of it down your throat. That seems to push <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> past his limit, and he grunts as he cums.<</if>>\ \ <<if $gymhet5choice eq 3>> You take <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> to a quiet corner of the gym, and ask him to help you with your form as you push through some sit-ups. He complies, straddling your hips to keep your lower body stationary. Once he's on top, you peel down his gym shorts. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj9.gif" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"What are you- <i>oh...</i>" Todd</b></span> sighs as you kiss the head of his cock at the top of each sit-up. Getting into it, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> comes closer, pushing more of his dick down your throat. And just like that, you're give him a sneaky blowjob right in the gym, not even hidden from sight! You know a few people will see a rather <i>suspicious</i> exercise and maybe hear some curious slurping noises, but the risk of getting caught just makes it sexier. <span class="todd"><b>"I'm so addicted to this cock,"</b></span> you tease, taking all of it down your throat. That seems to push <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> past his limit, and he grunts as he cums.<</if>> <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj10.gif" width=500 /> Not wanting to get covered in cum on the gym floor, you keep your <<if $lips gte 3>>pouty, surgically-enhanced <</if>>lips sealed on his cock. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pumps load after load of semen into your mouth. You suck it down with ease, and shiver with excitement as your stomach fills with semen. You're always impressed with just <i>how much</i> cum <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> large, weighty testicles produce - much more than the few drops you can pump out. The perfect specimen of a strong, masculine man, you don't doubt his seed is incredibly fertile. <<if $toddlove gte 3>><span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I wish <b>Todd</b> could get me pregnant...</i></span> you think, surprised by how <i>normal</i> the thought seems to you. If only. <</if>> After letting off a rather unlady-like cum burp, you help <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pull up his pants. Grinning in post-orgasmic bliss, he wipes your lips clean with his thumb. <span class="todd"><b>"You're one of a kind, babe."</b></span> [[Give him a kiss and head to the showers->Gym Virgin Close]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"I've been thinking about Susan,"</b></span> you tell him, watching his reaction carefully. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gets a goofy smile. <span class="todd"><b>"Susey T. What a babe. That night was..."</b></span> He shakes his head, remembering. <span class="todd"><b>"Something else."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well, what if we did it again? A second round."</b></span> His eyes grow wide. <span class="todd"><b>"Sign me up, babe. I mean, as long as you're down."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm down, it's just Susan..."</b></span> You lay a hand on his chest. <span class="pink"><b>"She wants to get to know you better first."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/toddmisc1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Like a... date?"</b></span> [[More like a gym membership.->Gym Virgin Todd][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="todd"><b>"Woah, woah, woah - she wants a platinum gym membership? Those aren't cheap."</b></span> You raise a brow. <span class="pink"><b>"You got me one, didn't you?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> looks uneasy. <span class="todd"><b>"You're my babe, babe. You're special. Susan's..."</b></span> He rubs at his forehead. <span class="todd"><b>"And I'm manager, now. I can't break my own rules, right?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Time to stroke that ego..</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Todd, think about this. What if you had <i>two</i> babes... me <i>and</i> Susan."</b></span> Your hand trails down his chest, towards his cock. <span class="pink"><b>"Two girls, just for you..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/toddmisc2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> seems on the fence. [[Offer to pay half->Gym Virgin Todd][$p = 4, $i = 1]] <<if $toddlove gte 3>>[[Look him in the eye and tell him to do this for you->Gym Virgin Todd][$p = 4, $i = 2]]<<else>><span class="grey">Look him in the eye and tell him to do this for you</span><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 4>><<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"How about I put up half?"</b></span> you offer, slowly stroking <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> over his gym shorts. He's hard as a rock. <span class="pink"><b>"You can let Susan in for half price, right?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> glances down at your hand on his substantial erection, then nods his head. <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, I can do that for Susan. That's, uh, three hundred dollars."</b></span> You give his cock a squeeze, then leave him hard and wanting. <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks, babe..."</b></span> <<if $money gte 300>> <<set $money -= 300>> <<else>> <<set $money = 0>> <</if>> \ <<else>><span class="pink"><b>"You care about me, don't you, Todd?"</b></span> you ask, as you start slowly stroking <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> over his gym shorts. He's hard as a rock. <span class="pink"><b>"You want me to be happy?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> swallows his saliva, clearly into your little display. <span class="pink"><b>"So if I asked for seven hundred dollars, you'd give it to me."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Of course, babe."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well, do that, but just buy Susan her membership."</b></span> You squeeze his cock. Hard. <span class="pink"><b>"It's not for her. It's for me."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Don't stop" Todd</b></span> whispers, as you start jerking his cock beneath his gym shorts. <span class="todd"><b>"I'll do it, just don't-"</b></span> He scrunches up his face as he cums right there in the middle of the gym. His semen seeps out of his shorts, gathering on your hand. <img src="Images/Gym/toddmisc3.jpg" width=400 /> You show it to him before licking it clean. <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks, babe..."</b></span> you say with a wink.<</if>> [[Hit the showers->Gym Virgin Close]] <<set $toddsusanstatus = 4>> <</if>>
<<if ($massagequest eq 1) and ($p eq 0)>>You enter the small room where <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gave you your first massage, hoping to learn exactly how to become a masseuse. <img src="Images/Gym/massage1.jpg" width=500 /> To your surprise, you find not only <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> in the room, but <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> as well. They're huddled over a paper form on the massage table when you slip inside. <span class="todd"><b>"$femname! I was hoping you'd find me." Todd</b></span> says, looking up. <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> smiles warmly when she sees you. <span class="olivia"><b>"Hey, $femname - are you signing up to be a masseuse, too?"</b></span> <<if $toddlove gte 1>>A pang of jealousy hits you, seeing <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> in this small, private room with another woman, but you shrug the feeling off. There's nothing going on between <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm thinking about it, at the very least,"</b></span> you reply, <span class="pink"><b>"And you, Liv? You already have a job here."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>"Sure, but a few extra shifts as a masseuse can't hurt, and..."</b></span> she blushes slightly, then stays quiet. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker">><span class="pink"><i>Oh, I see. Hoping to give a massage to <b>Mr. Studmuffin</b>? Fair enough.</i></span><<elseif $oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster">><span class="pink"><i>Oh, I see. Hoping to give a massage to some big, black bully? Very naughty, Olivia. Very naughty...</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>Hm... I wonder what she's up to.</i></span><</if>> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> waves you over to the form he and <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> were looking at. <span class="todd"><b>"Check this out, babe. This massage course is super easy, and my physio training makes me qualified to teach it. We should be able to knock it out in a week or two."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/massage3.jpg" width=400 /> You glance at the listed topics. You've got no training in kinesiology, putting you at a disadvantage compared to <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>, but you'll try to keep up. [[Then you spot the price for the training package->Massage 1][$p = 1]] <<elseif ($massagequest eq 2) and ($p eq 0)>>You enter the small room where <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gave you your first massage, hoping to learn exactly how to become a masseuse. <img src="Images/Gym/massage1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is there, going over some paperwork. <span class="todd"><b>"Hey babe!"</b></span> he says, looking up from his files and beaming as he catches sight of you. <span class="todd"><b>"What's up?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well,"</b></span> you say, fiddling with your hair, <span class="pink"><b>"I've given that whole masseuse gig a bit more thought."</b></span> He pulls out the massage form and passes it your way. <img src="Images/Gym/massage3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"That's great news! I really think you'll love this kind of work. It just suits you."</b></span> You raise a brow. <span class="pink"><b>"Suits me how?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"You're, uh, a pro with your hands, babe."</b></span> he says with a wink. <span class="todd"><b>"Now, the price is $massagecost - I hope that's no trouble for you."</b></span> [[Pass for now->Massage 1][$p = 1]] <<if $money gte $massagecost>>[[Pay for the training course->Massage 1][$p = 2]]<<else>><span class="grey">Pay for the training course</span><</if>> <<elseif ($massagequest eq 2) and ($p eq 1)>>After a moment's consideration, you decide to pass on the training yet again. You're still not convinced that it's worth it, or that it's something you want to do. <span class="pink"><b>"On second thought..."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> loooks confused, but forces an easygoing smile to cover it up. <span class="todd"><b>"You came here... just to say no? Uh, alright. No worries babe - it's available if you change your mind."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> After saying goodbye, you decide to get in a quick workout before taking a shower. [[Off we go!->Gym Virgin Close]] <<elseif ($massagequest eq 1) and ($p eq 1)>>\ <span class="pink"><b>"Four hundred dollars?!"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> winces at the tone in your voice. <span class="todd"><b>"I know, a bit pricy to start, but-"</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> chirps up. <span class="olivia"><b>"Think about it as an investment, $femname. Once we're trained, we can charge, like, two hundred dollars for an hour-long massage."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah!"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, doing the math in his head. <span class="todd"><b>"It'll pay itself back... uh, pretty fast."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>What to do... what to do...</i></span> <img src="Images/Gym/thinking.jpg" width=500 /> [[Pass for now->Massage 1][$p = 2]] <<if $money gte 400>>[[Pay for the training course->Massage 1][$p = 4]]<<else>><span class="grey">Pay for the training course</span><</if>> <<if ($toddlove gte 2) and ($money gte 200)>>[[Ask Todd to give you a special price->Massage 1][$p = 3]]<<else>><span class="grey">Ask Todd to give you a special price</span><</if>> <<set $massagecost = 400>> <<elseif ($massagequest eq 2) and ($p eq 2)>><span class="pink"><b>"I think I'm ready, this time."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> raises his hands in the air. <span class="todd"><b>"Hell yeah! Give me some, babe!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/yesdance1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Um, I'll pass on that."</b></span> He stops dancing like an idiot, looking mighty pleased with himself. <span class="todd"><b>"Next time, then. Let me go grab Olivia - she said she'd sign up the moment you do."</b></span> [[Wait for Olivia->Massage 1][$p = 4]] <<elseif ($massagequest eq 1) and ($p eq 2)>>After a moment's consideration, you decide to pass for the time being. You're just not convinced that you even <i>want</i> to be a masseuse, let alone pay for the training. <span class="pink"><b>"I can't commit to the this. I'm just not sure."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is clearly disappointed, but forces an easygoing smile to cover it up. <span class="todd"><b>"No worries, babe! But the offer's always open, you know, in case you change your mind."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> After saying goodbye to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>, you decide to get in a quick workout before taking a shower. [[Off we go!->Gym Virgin Close]] <<set $massagequest = 2>> <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey babe,"</b></span> you say, tilting your head and subtlely pushing out your chest. <span class="pink"><b>"What about that discount you mentioned?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Discount? I don't remember-"</b></span> You step close, and lower your hand until it's just out of <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia's</b></span> view. Then you take a tight hold <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> girthy dick. <img src="Images/Gym/massage6.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Don't you remember?"</b></span> you say, looking innocent. <span class="pink"><b>"That fifty percent discount?"</b></span> He swallows hard, fighting to keep his face passive. His cock is getting hard in your grip. <span class="todd"><b>"Oh, <i>now</i> I remember. <i>That</i> discount."</b></span> He forces a smile. <span class="todd"><b>"Just for you, it's half price!"</b></span> Still oblivious to what you're doing, <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> asks, <span class="olivia"><b>"Oh - oh! Why don't I get that discount?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, Todd,"</b></span> You give his cock a nice squeeze. <span class="pink"><b>"Why doesn't Olivia get a discount?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> winces. <span class="todd"><b>"I just remembered - it's half price for both of you. So... does that mean you're in?"</b></span> Are you? [[Pass for now->Massage 1][$p = 2]] <<if $money gte 200>>[[Pay for the training course->Massage 1][$p = 4]]<<else>><span class="grey">Pay for the training course</span><</if>> <<set $massagecost = 200>> <<elseif $p eq 4>><<if $massagequest eq 2>>The moment <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> arrives in the room she does a little bunny hop of excitement. <span class="olivia"><b>"So you're in!?"</b></span> <</if>><span class="pink"><b>"I'm in!"</b></span> you <<if $massagequest eq 1>>decide<<else>>answer<</if>>, pulling out a few bills from your bra. <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> grabs her purse <<if $massagequest eq 1>>from the counter<</if>>. <span class="olivia"><b>"Me too! Guess we're classmates"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> looks overjoyed. Likely as not, he probably thinks he's become the best interim gym manager in the history of interim gym managers. <span class="todd"><b>"This. Is. Huge! With a couple of beauties like you two at the massage tables, this idea's going to be a big hit."</b></span> Once the price has been paid, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> explains that he can begin your first lesson whenever you're free at the gym. For the time being, he just needs a quick promotional shot of the up-and-coming female masseuses. It feels a bit odd to pose for <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> outside, like you're some kind of model, but <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> explains that she does this all the time for the gym's social media accounts. <img src="Images/Gym/massage4.jpg" width=450 /> Once you take a picture that all three of you like - a kind of semi-candid fun and sporty shot - you head back to the locker room. It's time this masseuse-in-training took a quick shower. [[Off we go!->Gym Virgin Close]] <<set $money -= $massagecost>> <<set $massagequest = 3>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You enter the small massage room where <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gave you your first massage. <img src="Images/Gym/massage1.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $m1 = 1>>\ <<set $m2 = 1>>\ <<set $m3 = 1>>\ A small table has been pushed into the corner of the room, with three chairs on its far side. To your surprise, sitting at one of those chairs is... <span class="pink"><b>"Becky?"</b></span> <img src="Images/University/becky6.jpg" width=500 /> Your bubbly classmate glances up from her phone. <span class="becky"><b>"No. Fucking. Way. <i>$femname?</i> What are you doing here?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What are <i>you</i> doing here?"</b></span> you ask, dropping into the seat beside her. <span class="becky"><b>"Oh, you know, trying pay rent. My parents cut me off when they found about..."</b></span> She gives her small, perky tits a little squeeze. <span class="becky"><b>"You know, about me."</b></span> Your heart goes out to her - having shitty parents doesn't make becoming a girl any easier. You haven't begun to think about how your mom will react when she sees you again. Or your dad - assuming you can save him. <span class="pink"><b>"So,"</b></span> you say, pushing past the subject. <span class="pink"><b>"Is massage your calling?"</b></span> She smiles, giddy. <span class="becky"><b>"Touching ripped guys for money? Ummm - <i>yaaaaaas</i>!"</b></span> Just then, the door opens. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> walks in, his laptop in hand, and smiles warmly at his two students. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Nice and early, babe. And you must be Rebecca."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> opens her mouth to speak, but for a moment, nothing comes out. Then she manages to mutter, <span class="becky"><b>"That's me."</b></span> As <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> notes her down on a clipboard, she whispers to you, <span class="becky"><b>"Holy fuck, I just creamed myself. Who's Hercules?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's Todd, he's my... friend."</b></span> <<if $toddlove eq 0>>You almost feel jealous<<else>>A pang of jealousy hits you<</if>>, seeing the obvious attraction in <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> eyes. <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> slips in, waving to you before hopping into the last available seat. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <<else>> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> walks in, his laptop in hand, with <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> right at his hip. One of them must have said something funny, because they're both red in the face, laughing. <img src="Images/Gym/toddolivia1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>What's so funny?</i></span> you wonder, feeling just a bit jealous, seeing them together. Not that you have anything to worry about. <span class="todd"><b>"That's <i>wild</i>," Todd</b></span> says to <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>, as he sets up his laptop. <span class="todd"><b>"No way that actually happened."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> wipes a tear from her eye, at last getting over her giggling. <span class="olivia"><b>"It's one hundred percent true! Come find me after class, I'll tell you what she did next."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Stupid, flirty bitch...</i></span> you think, before shaking your head. <span class="pink"><i>Wow, what's wrong with me?</i></span> As you berate yourself for being kind of a jealous bitch, <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> walks over, waving to you before hopping into the last available seat. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"Olivia, this is Becky - we're in..."</b></span> You almost say 'Feminization Class,' before switching to, <span class="pink"><b>"... a lot of the same classes."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>"Hey, Becky. Love your outfit."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"I'll trade you my top for your abs."</b></span> As the two get to know one another, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> finally gets his laptop hooked up to the room's projector. <span class="todd"><b>"Ladies, ladies - dudettes one and all."</b></span> He smiles like an absolutely lovable doofus when you all glance his way. <span class="todd"><b>"Massage class is officially in session."</b></span> [[Class begins->Massage 2][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>\ <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> flips through his clipboard, looking for the right place to start. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="todd"><b>"$femname, Olivia, Rebecca-"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> cheeks go a bit red as he says her full name.<<else>><span class="todd"><b>"$femname, Rebecca, Olivia-"</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia's</b></span> cheeks go a bit red as he says her name.<</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"Today is probably the most important day of your life. Or... one of them. Definitely top ten."</b></span> He flicks to the first slide. <img src="Images/Gym/massageclass1.jpg" width=600 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Alright! A good post-workout is made up of four key attributes. If you have trouble remembering them, just remember to KISS!"</b></span> He raises four fingers in the air. <span class="todd"><b>"Kindness, intimacy, sensitivity, and service. Any questions?"</b></span> Staring at the slide, you have several questions. [[Are we expected to KISS our clients?->Massage 2][$p = 2, $m1 = 0]] [[Why is the masseuse naked?->Massage 2][$p = 3, $m2 = 0]] [[What do you mean by intimacy?->Massage 2][$p = 4, $m3 = 0]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>\ <span class="pink"><b>"Are we... are we expected to <i>kiss</i> our clients?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"What? No, babe." Todd</b></span> glances at his slide. <span class="todd"><b>"I mean, I see how that could be... how it could read that way. You do not have to kiss your clients."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> tilts her head to the side. <span class="becky"><b>"What if we wanted to kiss our client?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> scratches his stubble, thinking. <span class="todd"><b>"Well, if they wanted to and you wanted to, that would be okay. I think."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>"So sometimes KISSing <i>does</i> mean kissing." Olivia</b></span> offers. <img src="Images/Gym/massageclass2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Well, mostly it means kindness, intimacy, sensitivity, and service... but yeah. Sometimes kissing."</b></span> He coughs. <span class="todd"><b>"Any more questions?"</b></span> <<if $m1 eq 1>>[[Are we expected to KISS our clients?->Massage 2][$p = 2, $m1 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">Are we expected to KISS our clients?</span><</if>> <<if $m2 eq 1>>[[Why is the masseuse naked?->Massage 2][$p = 3, $m2 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">Why is the masseuse naked?</span><</if>> <<if $m3 eq 1>>[[What do you mean by intimacy?->Massage 2][$p = 4, $m3 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">What do you mean by intimacy?</span><</if>> <<if ($m1 eq 0) and ($m2 eq 0) and ($m3 eq 0)>>[[What's your favorite color?->Massage 2][$p = 5]]<</if>> [[You have no more questions.->Massage 2][$p = 6]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>\ <span class="pink"><b>"Why is the masseuse naked?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> gives you a patronizing smile. <span class="todd"><b>"It might be a bit uncomfortable for you at first, but most of your clients will opt to go naked for their massage."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="olivia"><b>"Todd... in your slide the <i>masseuse</i> is naked. Not just the client."</b></span> He glances at the slide. <span class="todd"><b>"Well... look at that."</b></span> he says. <span class="todd"><b>"Didn't notice that when I made the slide."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"So... we <i>should</i> be naked, or?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"You can definitely wear clothing."</b></span> You raise your hand. <span class="pink"><b>"So we can't be naked?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> tugs at the collar of his shirt. <span class="todd"><b>"I can't tell you to wear or not wear clothes during the massage, legally. I <i>have</i> heard that massaging someone naked does add a unique element of intimacy and service - two of the letters in KISS. So, there's that."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/massageclass3.jpg" width=400 /> He moves on before any further questions can be asked about naked massages. <span class="todd"><b>"Alright, any more questions?"</b></span> <<if $m1 eq 1>>[[Are we expected to KISS our clients?->Massage 2][$p = 2, $m1 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">Are we expected to KISS our clients?</span><</if>> <<if $m2 eq 1>>[[Why is the masseuse naked?->Massage 2][$p = 3, $m2 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">Why is the masseuse naked?</span><</if>> <<if $m3 eq 1>>[[What do you mean by intimacy?->Massage 2][$p = 4, $m3 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">What do you mean by intimacy?</span><</if>> <<if ($m1 eq 0) and ($m2 eq 0) and ($m3 eq 0)>>[[What's your favorite color?->Massage 2][$p = 5]]<</if>> [[You have no more questions.->Massage 2][$p = 6]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>\ <span class="pink"><b>"What do you mean by intimacy?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> thinks for a moment, then just shrugs. <span class="todd"><b>"The letters in KISS are supposed to be self-explanatory. When you read intimacy, ladies, what do you <i>think</i> it means?"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Fucking." Becky</b></span> says, immediately. <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> thinks for a moment, then adds, <span class="olivia"><b>"Love. Physical love. Like..."</b></span> she makes a hole with her forefinger and thumb, then jams her other thumb through it. <span class="olivia"><b>"Intercourse."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/massageclass4.jpg" width=500 /> Hoping to give <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> a break, you offer: <span class="pink"><b>"... closeness?"</b></span> He lights up. <span class="todd"><b>"Exactly, babe! Closeness. So be kind to your clients, be close to them, be sensitive to their needs, and serve their bodies. Easy stuff. Nothing sexual about it."</b></span> A moment's silence passes. <span class="becky"><b>"Literally everything you just said sounded <i>super</i> sexual." Becky</b></span> winks. <span class="becky"><b>"Like, I'm pretty sure Livi's drooling."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> wipes her lips, laughing. <span class="olivia"><b>"Am not!"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Wasn't talking about <i>those</i> lips..." Becky</b></span> whispers into your ear. <span class="pink"><i> Oh my God, <b>Becky</b>...</i></span> Wiping the sweat from his brow, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> asks, <span class="todd"><b>"Any more questions?"</b></span> <<if $m1 eq 1>>[[Are we expected to KISS our clients?->Massage 2][$p = 2, $m1 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">Are we expected to KISS our clients?</span><</if>> <<if $m2 eq 1>>[[Why is the masseuse naked?->Massage 2][$p = 3, $m2 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">Why is the masseuse naked?</span><</if>> <<if $m3 eq 1>>[[What do you mean by intimacy?->Massage 2][$p = 4, $m3 = 0]]<<else>><span class="grey">What do you mean by intimacy?</span><</if>> <<if ($m1 eq 0) and ($m2 eq 0) and ($m3 eq 0)>>[[What's your favorite color?->Massage 2][$p = 5]]<</if>> [[You have no more questions.->Massage 2][$p = 6]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>\ <span class="pink"><b>"What's your favorite color?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"You know it's sky blue babe - hasn't changed since Grade One."</b></span> He smirks. <span class="todd"><b>"Wait, what does that have to do with being a masseuse?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i><b>Todd</b>... you're one of a kind...</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh, just curious."</b></span> While <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> giggle, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> jumps to the next slide. [[Next slide->Massage 2][$p = 6]] <<set $ach12 = 1>> <<elseif $p eq 6>>\ <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> steps back a bit to give you all a good look at the projected slide. <img src="Images/Gym/massageclass5.jpg" width=600 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Now that we've got our KISS foundations nailed, it's time to get to the good stuff. There are hundreds of different massage techniques, but I've narrowed them all down to top the six. These never fail."</b></span> You raise a hand. <span class="pink"><b>"Never fail at <i>what</i>?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"You know... relaxing people."</b></span> <<if $competition eq "becky">>He points at <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>"Take Rebecca, here, as an example. You strip her down, start with some palm-presses at the shoulder, run a finger-dance down the spine, and end with a scoop-and-gide between her buttocks... well, she'll be like jello in your hands."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> blushes, a wicked grin forming on her lips. <span class="becky"><b>"Mmm... jello's my favorite."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> nods, completely misreading her. <span class="todd"><b>"Jello is sweet - but you gotta watch that fructose. Carbs can eat into your gains."</b></span><<else>>He points at <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>"Take Olivia, here, as an example. You strip her down, start with some palm-presses at the shoulder, run a finger-dance down the spine, and end with the circle-of-life between her buttocks... well, she'll be like jello in your hands."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> blushes, slipping deeper into her chair, obviously enjoying his every word. <span class="olivia"><b>"Todd! I'm a lady..."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs - a big, confident bellow. <span class="todd"><b>"It's just a hypothetical, babe."</b></span> <<if $toddlove lte 1>><span class="pink"><i>Oh, I guess there are two babes, now.</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>Babe? Who the fuck is he calling babe?</i></span> You frown, genuinely hurt.<</if>><</if>> The rest of the lesson goes quite smoothly. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> walks through his six fool-proof techniques, explaining them and their benefits clearly. By the end of it, you feel ready to try them out - which is perfect, because the next class will be hands-on. The only thing that's a bit bothersome is <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>. Lovely, ditzy, and all kinds of bubbly, she's obviously into <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, and maybe you're just imagining things, but he seems to enjoy her attention. <img src="Images/University/becky6.jpg" width=500 /> <<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>. Sporty, gorgeous, and sweet, she's obviously into <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, and maybe you're just imagining things, but he seems to enjoy her attention. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia5.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> You like <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span><<if $toddlove gte 2>>, a lot<</if>>. But then again, you're technically dating <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>... You watch, frowning, as <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> stays behind, telling <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> some stupid joke. <<if $toddlove gte 1>>[[Stay behind and catch Todd's attention->Massage 2][$p = 7, $i = 1]]<<else>><span class="grey">Stay behind and catch Todd's attention</span><</if>> [[Let them have their fun->Massage 2][$p = 7, $i = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 7>>\ <<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey babe,"</b></span> you say, nimbly stepping between <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> and draping an arm over his hip. <span class="pink"><b>"You did <i>so</i> good today. I learned so much."</b></span> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"Me too!" Becky</b></span> says<<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"Me too! Olivia</b> says</span><</if>>. You ignore her. <span class="pink"><b>"A super special instructor like you deserves a super special reward, don't you think?"</b></span> It takes him a second to catch your drift. <span class="todd"><b>"A reward? What... uh, <i>oh</i>. Yeah, let's go to my office."</b></span> You head out of the room together. You're pleased to see that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> forgot to say goodbye. Three minutes later, you're on your knees with your friend's hefty cock deep inside your throat. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj2.gif" width=400 /> You find yourself putting all of yourself into it, sucking on his cock with lust and affection. Knowing how alpha, how <i>desired</i> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is just makes you want him more. <span class="pink"><i>You're my alpha, <b>Todd</b>... all mine...</i></span> His large, heavy testicles contract, and the next moment his semen floods your mouth. You lap up as much as possible, revelling in the taste. <img src="Images/Gym/powercock3.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm your girl, Todd."</b></span> you tell him, cum dripping from your lips. <span class="pink"><b>"Just me."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Of course, babe." Todd</b></span> says, stroking your hair. <span class="todd"><b>"It's always been you, for me. It always will be."</b></span> Once you wipe up and give <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> a long, sloppy kiss, you figure it's about time to head home. <<else>>After packing your things, you head out of the massage room. <span class="pink"><b>"Bye, Todd!"</b></span> you say, but he doesn't reply. Instead, you see he's deeply caught up in whatever <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> is telling him. When he laughs, her eyes widen with delight. <<if $toddlove eq 0>><span class="pink"><i>Have fun, you two!</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>That's innocent enough... isn't it?</i></span><</if>> <<if $toddlove eq 0>><i><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> lost one <span class="boss"><b>love point</b></span>! Well, he would have, but love points can't drop below zero.</i><<else>><i><span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> lost one <span class="boss"><b>love point</b></span>!</i> <<set $toddlove -= 1>><</if>> <</if>> [[Hit the showers!->Gym Virgin Close]] <<set $massagequest = 4>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You enter the small massage room, ready for your next lesson on how to be a masseuse. <img src="Images/Gym/massage1.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $m1 = 1>>\ <<set $m2 = 1>>\ <<set $m3 = 1>>\ <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> are already in their seats. <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> is studying her notes from the last lesson, while <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> absently chews on bubble gum. <span class="olivia"><b>"Wait,"</b></span> says <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>, as you take your seat. <span class="olivia"><b>"When's the best time to do a palm-press?"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"After a finger-dance. Before a thumb-push."</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> She checks her notes. <span class="olivia"><b>"That's right! How did you memorize all that?"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"It's easy. Finger-dance. F. As in 'first.'"</b></span> She raises a thumb. <span class="becky"><b>"Thumb-push. T. As in 'that goes after.'"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Or... T, as in 'third.'"</b></span> you offer. <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> tilts her chin. <span class="becky"><b>"What do you mean?"</b></span> Before you can answer, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> enters the massage room. He's carrying a large jug of what you assume to be massage oil. <img src="Images/Gym/todd1.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="todd"><b>"$femname, Olivia, Rebecca - looking perfect as always."</b></span> He flashes a smile at <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>"Oh, Rebecca - I watched that video you sent me. Those bunnies are hilarious!"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> bites her lip, pleased. <span class="becky"><b>"Aww I'm so glad you saw it. I've got a whole playlist just like it!"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Well don't leave me hanging, hit me with that playlist."</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>"$femname, Rebecca, Olivia - looking perfect as always."</b></span> He flashes a smile at <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <span class="todd"><b>"Oh, Olivia - I watched that video you sent me. Those kittens are hilarious!"</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> blushes, clearly pleased. <span class="olivia"><b>"I'm so glad you liked it. I've got a whole playlist to show you!"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Well don't leave me hanging, hit me with that playlist."</b></span><</if>> He stretches out his arms. <span class="todd"><b>"Alright - time for another lesson. Today we're getting practical. Ladies, roll up your sleeves."</b></span> None of you are wearing sleeves, but you get what he means. [[Class begins!->Massage 3][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="todd"><b>"We'll start off by getting our hands used to the techniques we learned last time will some simple shoulder rubs."</b></span> He points at you. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="todd"><b>"$femname, you start with Olivia. Rebecca, you can have me."</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>"$femname, you start with Rebecca. Olivia, you can have me."</b></span><</if>> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> practically leaps out of her seat. <span class="becky"><b>"Oh, sounds fun!"</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> casts a quick glance at you - as if to make sure this is alright - before bouncing out of her seat. <span class="olivia"><b>"Okay - sounds fun!"</b></span><</if>> You squeeze a good dollop of massage oil onto your hands.<<if $toddlove gte 2>><span class="pink"><i>Not a big deal... I mean, another girl is getting her oily hands all over <b>Todd's</b> shoulders... but it's not a big deal.</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>Not a big deal... I mean, it's a bit intimate. Kind of.</i></span><</if>> <img src="Images/Gym/massage2.jpg" width=400 /> As <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> gets herself positioned to give <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> a massage, you do the same for <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>.<<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> gets herself positioned to give <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> a massage, you do the same for <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>.<</if>> Switching between thumb-pushes and palm presses every ten or so seconds, you quickly find a rhythm that draws the tension out of <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>Oliva's</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span><</if>> shoulders. <img src="Images/Gym/massage7.gif" width=500 /> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>"<i>Oooh</i>, that's perfect, $femname." Olivia</b></span> whispers<<else>><span class="becky"><b>"<i>Mmm</i>... that's perfect, $femname." Becky</b> </span> whispers<</if>>. Meanwhile, <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> working her magic on <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/massage5.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"How's that, Todd?" Becky</b></span> purrs, obviously enjoying experience herself.<<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"How's that, Todd?" Olivia</b></span> asks, a bit self-conscious over how much she's enjoying herself.<</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"Perfect, babe..."</b></span> he says, before letting out a deep, relaxed groan. <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, work that knot..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Alright, that sounded a bit... sexual.</i></span> Thankfully, it isn't long before <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> slides off the massage table. <span class="todd"><b>"Very good, ladies. <i>Very</i> good. I'd even say you were all awesome. Now, let's pick up a notch. Full body massage."</b></span> He gets back into the massage table, stretching out every inch of his chiseled body for the three of you to admire. <span class="todd"><b>"Who wants to give it a shot?"</b></span> <<if $toddlove gte 2>>[[Step in immediately->Massage 3][$p = 3]]<<else>><span class="grey">Step in immediately</span><</if>> [[Hesitate for a moment->Massage 3][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>\ <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"I do!" Becky</b></span> says, leaping at the chance.<<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"Um, I could give it a try," Olivia</b></span> says, already a bit red in the cheeks.<</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"Great,"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, pulling a towel over his waist. The next moment, he tosses away his gym shorts and underwear. He's naked under the towel. At your surprised look, he offers, <span class="todd"><b>"A lot clients like to get massaged in the buff."</b></span> A self effacing smile. <span class="todd"><b>"Keep it professional, ladies."</b></span> <<if $competition eq "becky">>As <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> giggles, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> oils up her hands and steps over to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>.<<else>>As <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> giggles, <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> oils up her hands and steps over to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>.<</if>> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"I'll start with some finger-dances at the shoulders" Becky</b></span> says to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="becky"><b>"Then I'll move down the spine with palm-presses..."</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"I'll start with some finger-dances at the shoulders" Olivia</b></span> says to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="olivia"><b>"Then I'll move down the spine with palm-presses..."</b></span><</if>> <img src="Images/Gym/massage6.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"That's <i>perfect</i>," Todd</b></span> says in a husky whisper. <span class="todd"><b>"You've got magic hands."</b></span> Jealousy blooms in your heart. Stranger still, you feel your clitty stiffen <<if $chastity eq 1>>and push weakly against your chastity cage<<else>>and poke against your panties<</if>>. Blushing, you cross your legs. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> <<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> keeps working <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> back, moving lower and lower as she does, until she's nearly groping the top of his toned ass. For his part, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> seems to have forgotten that he's teaching a massage lesson, and just let's <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> <<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> have at him. When she instructs him to flip over so she can work on his chest, he complies without a thought. And that's when you all see it. <img src="Images/Gym/massage7.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> big, girthy monster of a cock is about eighty percent erect. As the three of you watch it, mesmerized, it grows the rest of the way, brushing off the gym towel and standing proud. Just the sight of it makes your small, useless clitty leak with desire. [[Um...->Massage 3][$p = 4]] <<set $m1 = 0>> <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"I'll do it,"</b></span> you say with a smile, stepping forwards. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="pink"><b>"Becky's already had her fun."</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Livi's already had her fun."</b></span><</if>> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> frowns, but you pretend not to see it. <<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> frowns, but you pretend not to see it.<</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"Great,"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, pulling a towel over his waist. The next moment, he tosses away his gym shorts and underwear. He's naked under the towel. At your surprised look, he offers, <span class="todd"><b>"A lot clients like get massaged in the buff."</b></span> A self effacing smile. <span class="todd"><b>"Keep it professional, ladies."</b></span> As <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> and <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> giggle, you oil up your hands and step over to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"I'll start with some finger-dances at the shoulders"</b></span> you say to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Then I'll move down the spine with palm-presses..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/massage6.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"That's <i>perfect</i>," Todd</b></span> says in a husky whisper. <span class="todd"><b>"You've got magic hands, babe."</b></span> As you might have guessed would happen, the feeling of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> bulging muscles, coupled with low, soothing voice, has an immediate effect on you. Warm and arousal flood your veins. You feel your clitty stiffen <<if $chastity eq 1>>and push weakly against your chastity cage<<else>>and poke against your panties<</if>>. Blushing, you cross your legs. While doing your best to hide your arousal, you keep working on <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> back, moving lower and lower until you're nearly groping the top of his toned ass. For his part, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> seems to have forgotten that he's teaching a massage lesson, and just let's you have at him. When you instruct him to flip over so you can work on his chest, he complies without a thought. And that's when you all see it. <img src="Images/Gym/massage7.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> big, girthy monster of a cock is about eighty percent erect. As the three of you watch it, mesmerized, it grows the rest of the way, brushing off the gym towel and standing proud. Just the sight of it makes your small, useless clitty leak with desire. [[Um...->Massage 3][$p = 4]] <<set $m1 = 1>> <<elseif $p eq 4>>Three women in a massage room stare at the large, erect penis standing at attention. Not of you are quite sure what to do. <span class="todd"><b>"Now, you don't want to stop the massage midway," Todd</b></span> explains, completely oblivious to the situation. He raises his head. <span class="todd"><b>"See, you've got to get into a certain rhythm, and then-"</b></span> He sees it. <span class="todd"><b>"Riiiiight..."</b></span> he says, taking hold of the base. <span class="todd"><b>"This is, uh, actually a... a lesson."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/massage8.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $m1 eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"A lesson?"</b></span> you ask, still standing at the massage table, your oiled-up hands hovering close to his cock.<<else>><<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"A lesson?" Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"A lesson?" Olivia</b></span><</if>> asks, still standing at the massage table, her oiled-up hands hovering close to his cock.<</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, a lesson." Todd</b></span> says, calming down a bit, quickly finding himself at ease with his massive erection on display to three women. <span class="todd"><b>"Think back to KISS - that third letter."</b></span> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>"Oh! Oh! Sensitivity!" Olivia</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>"Oh! Oh! Sensitivity!" Becky</b></span><</if>> says, sitting at the back table, rapt with interest. <span class="todd"><b>"Right, sensitivity." Todd</b></span> says, pointing at his dick - which shows no signs of deflating, but is instead pulsing to his heartbeat. <span class="todd"><b>"You're all, let's face it, fucking hot. Your clients are gonna get hard, now and then. But you've gotta be sensitive. Don't be grossed out."</b></span> That makes a bit of sense, but it leaves an obvious question. <span class="pink"><b>"So what <i>do</i> we do with it?"</b></span> As you ask it, the last letter in KISS comes to mind. <span class="pink"><i>Service. Service the body.</i></span> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> seems to come to the same realization as you do. <<if $m1 eq 1>>[[Reach for Todd's cock->Massage 3][$p = 5]]<<else>><span class="grey">Reach for Todd's cock</span><</if>> <<if $toddlove gte 1>>[[This isn't appropriate. End the lesson->Massage 3][$p = 7]]<<else>><span class="grey">This isn't appropriate. End the lesson</span><</if>> [[See what she does->Massage 3][$p = 6]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>\ The next moment, your hand takes hold of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> big, girthy dick. At this point, it feels familiar to you. You love its weight, its smooth texture, how much larger it seems in every way to your own submissive and feminine penis. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> pales at your touch. <span class="todd"><b>"Woah, babe - what're you-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Kindness."</b></span> you tell him, winking. <span class="pink"><b>"Intimacy... sensitivity... <i>service</i>..."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/massage9.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="becky"><b>"Yaaaas, $femname! Serve that boy!"</b></span> says <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>, her eyes like spheres, eating up every moment of your suddenly erotic massage. <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> drops back onto the massage bed, sighing with pleasure as you expertly play with his cock. <span class="todd"><b>"Should they... you know, go?"</b></span> <span class="olivia"><b>"No way!" Olivia</b></span> says, watching with glee. <span class="olivia"><b>"I'm... er, learning way too much."</b></span> <<if $oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker">><span class="pink"><i>Oh yeah, I bet <b>Cade</b> would love it if you could do what I can...</i></span><<elseif $oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster">><span class="pink"><i>Oh yeah, wouldn't just love to get your hands on a big black cock and do this...</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i><b>Olivia</b>, you little nympho...</i></span><</if>> As you own cock <<if $chastity eq 1>>feebly pushes against your chastity cage, desperate to get hard<<else>>pitches a small tent in your panties<</if>>, you deftly massage the large, bulbous head of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> dick. It's not quite <i>handjob</i> - you're more focused on sensation than forcing him to cum. Though it will end the same way. <img src="Images/Gym/massage8.gif" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><i>Holy fuck,</i></span> you think, staying focused on <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock. <span class="pink"><i><b>Becky</b> and <b>Olivia</b> are watching get him off... and they're loving every second of it.</i></span> In your corner of your eye, you spot <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> subtlely slip a hand into her shorts, and start teasing her pussy to the sight of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> alpha cock. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia2.gif" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>Holy fuck, this is so hot, I'm-</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>"<i>Fuck!</i>" Todd</b></span> suddenly shouts, before shuddering as his orgasm hits. <img src="Images/Gym/massage9.gif" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"There you go,"</b></span> you whisper, a bit shocked that you did what you did, but also rather pleased with yourself. <span class="pink"><i>They can watch, but only I get to make <b>Todd</b> cum.</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>"$femname, babe..." Todd</b></span> takes a moment to recover. <span class="todd"><b>"That was... eleven out of ten, babe. <i>Holy fuck...</i>"</b></span> A wave of affection - or more than that - fills your heart. <<if $toddlove gte 2>>For a moment, all you want in the world is to make <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> happy, and take all his wonderful seed deep inside of you. It's an intense, deeply feminine instinct, and you shiver as it passes. <span class="pink"><i>It's impossible... but I want him to breed me. I want it so bad...</i></span> <</if>> <b><i><span class="todd">Todd</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $toddlove += 1>> \ [[What now?->Massage 3][$p = 8]] <<set $m2 = 1>> <<elseif $p eq 6>>\ The next moment, <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> takes hold of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> big, girthy dick. <img src="Images/Gym/massage9.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $m1 eq 1>>You step back from <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, totally bewildered. <<else>>You stand up from the back table, totally bewildered. <</if>><<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="pink"><b>"What the fuck, Becky?"</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"What the fuck, Olivia?"</b></span><</if>> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> goes pale at your voice. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="todd"><b>"Rebecca, what's going on? You sure you should be-"</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>"Olivia, what's going on? You sure you should be-"</b></span><</if>> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> stares right at you, looking innocent, almost imploring you to understand. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"Kindness,"</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"Kindness,"</b></span><</if>> she says, slowly working her hand up and down <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> dick. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"Intimacy... sensitivity... <i>service</i>..."</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"Intimacy... sensitivity... <i>service</i>..."</b></span><</if>> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>"Yay, Becky!" Olivia</b></span> says, her eyes like spheres, eating up every moment of the suddenly erotic massage. <span class="olivia"><b>"Now this is a massage lesson!"</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>"Yaaaas, Livi! Serve that boy!"</b></span> says <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>, her eyes like spheres, eating up every moment of the suddenly erotic massage.<</if>> <span class="pink"><i>This is actually happening,</i></span> you think, burning with <<if $toddlove gte 1>>jealous and <</if>> arousal. <span class="pink"><i>Why am I getting so turned on?</i></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> drops back onto the massage bed, sighing with pleasure as <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> expertly plays with his cock. <span class="todd"><b>"Should they... you know, go?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/massage8.gif" width=450 /> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"No, let them watch and learn," Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"No, let them watch and learn," Olivia</b></span><</if>> says, before looking back at you and <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><</if>> and giving you both a wink. As you own cock <<if $chastity eq 1>>feebly pushes against your chastity cage, desperate to get hard<<else>>pitches a small tent in your panties<</if>>, you watch as deftly <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> massages the large, bulbous head of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> dick. It's not quite <i>handjob</i> - she's more focused on sensation than forcing him to cum. Though it will end the same way. <span class="pink"><i>Holy fuck,</i></span> you think, staying focused on <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cock. <span class="pink"><i>I'm watching another girl get <b>Todd</b> off, and I'm loving every second of it.</i></span> <<if $competition eq "becky">>In your corner of your eye, you spot <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> subtlely slip a hand into her shorts, and start teasing her pussy to the sight of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> alpha cock. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia2.gif" width=500 /> <</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"<i>Fuck!</i>" Todd</b></span> suddenly shouts, before shuddering as his orgasm hits. <img src="Images/Gym/massage9.gif" width=400 /> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"There you go," Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"There you go," Olivia</b></span><</if>> whispers, looking a bit shocked that she did what she did, but also rather pleased with herself. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe..." Todd</b></span> takes a moment to recover. <span class="todd"><b>"That was... eleven out of ten. Maybe the best massage ever, actually"</b></span> <<if $toddlove eq 0>><b><i><span class="todd">Todd</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point - or would have, but love points can't drop below zero.</i></b><<else>><b><i><span class="todd">Todd</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $toddlove -= 1>> \ <</if>> [[What now?->Massage 3][$p = 8]] <<set $m2 = 0>> <<elseif $p eq 7>>\ <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, I think we're done."</b></span> you say, tossing a towel over <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> monster cock. It creates a sizable white tent over his legs. <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>"Aw, things were just getting interesting." Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>"Aw, things were just getting interesting." Olivia</b></span><</if>> says, <<if $m1 eq 0>>stepping away from <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> dick.<<else>>watching from the table.<</if>> <span class="todd"><b>"Right,"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, sitting up on the table. <span class="todd"><b>"You're all officially masseuses. And if you didn't tell management about this little incident, that'd be cool."</b></span> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>"There was nothing <i>little</i> about this incident," Olivia</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>"There was nothing <i>little</i> about this incident," Becky</b></span><</if>> teases as <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> stands up, accidently flashing his massive, masculine cock to all three of you. <img src="Images/Gym/massage10.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs it off, not even blushing. <span class="todd"><b>"You can give a massage any time you're at the gym. Just remember KISS, and you'll all do great."</b></span> You notice the way <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia's</b></span><</if>> eyes linger on the clear outline of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> huge dick beneath the towel. She sighs as she leaves, <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><</if>> following just behind her. The moment they're gone, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> whips off his towel and takes you by the shoulders. <span class="todd"><b>"Sorry, babe." Todd</b></span> says, pushing you down to your knees. He's so much stronger than you, you couldn't resist even if you wanted to. <span class="todd"><b>"But I'm just so horny right now."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Anything for you, Todd..."</b></span> you whisper, as his big dick bumps against your nose. It leaves a small drop of precum. All at once, his scent is everywhere, and you feel your throat open up, knowing what comes next. Slowly, lovingly, you widen your lips and let <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> cockhead slip inside your mouth. Deep, deep, deep it slides inside, coated in your saliva. Well-practiced at giving head, now, you start sucking him off with care, maintaining eye contact all the while. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj5.gif" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"You're so good, babe. You're so good at sucking cock," Todd</b></span> whispers, holding your hair back as he passionaitely fucks your mouth. <span class="todd"><b>"Even when we were in high school, I wanted to do this. You'd sleepover at my place, and I'd wish that I could put you in a wig and go to sleep with my dick in your mouth."</b></span> He pumps harder, faster. <<if $toddlove gte 2>><span class="todd"><b>"I wanted you to be a girl. I wanted you to be my girl. You were meant to be my girl-"</b></span><<else>><span class="todd"><b>"You're made to suck cock. I always knew it. I always-"</b></span><</if>> He shivers, and the first rope of semen shoots down your throat. More follow, salty and bitter and perfect. You suck as much as you can, savoring the taste of it, the feelings of submission and bliss. <img src="Images/Gym/toddbj6.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> lets you go, afterwards, after wiping his sloppy dick on your cheeks and then giving you an warm, affectionate kiss. <span class="pink"><i>I guess I'm a masseuse, now,</i></span> you think, heading to the showers. <span class="pink"><i>And all it took was a little bit of cocksucking...</i></span> [[Hit the showers!->Gym Virgin Close]] <<set $massagequest = 5>> <<elseif $p eq 8>>\ <span class="todd"><b>"Right,"</b></span> says <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, sitting up, and letting his cum drip down his cock and into his pubic hair. <span class="todd"><b>"I'd say this lesson was a success. You're all officially masseuses. And if you didn't tell management about this little incident, that'd be cool."</b></span> <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>"There was nothing <i>little</i> about this incident," Olivia</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>"There was nothing <i>little</i> about this incident," Becky</b></span><</if>> teases, looking at <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> flaccid - but still massive - cock. <img src="Images/Gym/massage11.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $m2 eq 0>><<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><</if>> subtlely raises a finger to her lips - topped with a small drop of semen - and slips it into her mouth. Her eyes widen in pleasure, tasting <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> for the first time.<<else>>While they talk, you subtlely raise a finger to your lips - topped with a small drop of semen - and slip it into your mouth. Warm, bitter, and perfect.<</if>> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs it off, not even blushing, then gets up a puts a towel over his cock. <span class="todd"><b>"You can give a massage any time you're at the gym. Just remember KISS, and you'll all do great."</b></span> You notice the way <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span><<else>><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia's</b></span><</if>> eyes linger on the clear outline of <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> huge dick beneath the towel. She sighs as she leaves, <<if $competition eq "becky">><span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span><<else>><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span><</if>> following just behind her. <span class="pink"><i>I guess I'm a masseuse, now,</i></span> you think, heading to the showers. <<if $m2 eq 0>><span class="pink"><i>But I can't believe I let <<if $competition eq "becky">><b>Becky</b><<else>><b>Olivia</b><</if>> give <b>Todd</b> a handjob... and he loved it so much. It was just a massage lesson... but it seemed like more than that. Are they... connecting?</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>And all it took was me touching <b>Todd's</b> dick... easy.</i></span><</if>> [[Hit the showers!->Gym Virgin Close]] <<set $massagequest = 5>> <</if>>
The only way to wrap up a<<if $time eq "Evening">> day<<else>>n evening<</if>> spent at the gym is to take a nice, long shower in the women's platinum locker room. You have the shower to yourself, and you lose yourself for a few minutes, enjoying the steam and the various lotions, moisturizers, and shampoos you rub against your smooth, feminine body. <img src="Images/Gym/gymshower3.gif" width=400 /> Eventually it's time to get dressed and head home. You can't wait to return to the gym on<<if $virginityquest eq 0>><<if $day eq "Wednesday">> Sunday<<else>> Wednesday<</if>><<else>><<if $day eq "Wednesday">> Sunday<<elseif $day eq "Sunday">> Monday<<else>> Wednesday<</if>><</if>>. [[Head Home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>>
You decide to put you masseuse skills to work and provide a gym-goer with a much needed massage. <img src="Images/Gym/massage10.gif" width=450 /> Between your standard fee and the tip, you earn 200 dollars! [[Hit the showers!->Gym Virgin Close]] <b><i>Developer's note: massaging will be expanded in later updates</i></b> <<set $money += 200>>
<<if $p eq 0>><span class="pink"><b>"Could we go somewhere private?"</b></span> you ask, taking <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> hands. <span class="pink"><b>"There's something I need to ask you."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> follows without a question, leading you to one of the empty massage rooms. <img src="Images/Gym/massage1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"What's up, $femname?"</b></span> he asks, leaning against the wall with his legs spread apart. He probably thinks this is going to lead to a blowjob. <<if $toddlove gte 2>><span class="pink"><i>Fuck, it probably is...</i></span> you think, the start of arousal flowing through your clitty and ass. <</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"I've been thinking about my chest,"</b></span> you say, slipping out of your sports bra. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm considering some... changes."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/boobs1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Changes?"</b></span> He looks like you just told him you were made of chese. <span class="todd"><b>"Babe - your boobs are <i>perfect</i>."</b></span> You do a little hop, making them giggle. Even if <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> <i>wasn't</i> making you get a boob job to work as the waitress supervisor, it still wouldn't be a bad idea. <span class="pink"><b>"Wouldn't you like them... bigger?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Bigger?" Todd</b></span> laughs, then comes to a slow stop when he realizes you're serious. <span class="todd"><b>"Well..."</b></span> He suddenly seems to be hiding something. <span class="pink"><b>"Well what?"</b></span> He pulls out his phone. <span class="todd"><b>"I mean, if you're asking... every guy has a preference, you know. Like, every character in <i>Frantic Fantasy 7</i> is badass, but Storm just takes the cake."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And what kind of boobs take <i>your</i> cake, Todd?"</b></span> [[He winks, then hands you his phone.->Gym Virgin Todd Breasts][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>His phone is open on a folder called 'Quick Fap' It's a series of images of naked women - some in sexual acts, some just posing. <img src="Images/Gym/boobs1.jpg" width=400 /> There's definitely a theme to the pictures. <img src="Images/Gym/boobs2.jpg" width=550 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So, if I were to get a boobjob, you'd want them... big. <i>Really</i> big."</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/boobs3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> laughs. <span class="todd"><b>"I'm a simple dude, babe."</b></span> He pauses, considering. <span class="todd"><b>"Actually, it's not <i>that</i> simple. It's about... you know, fertility."</b></span> You don't follow. <span class="pink"><b>"Fertility?"</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Call me old-fashioned, but boobs aren't just hot - they <i>are</i> hot, but not <i>just</i> hot."</b></span> He's clearly thought about this quite a bit. <span class="todd"><b>"Boobs are for milk. For babies, I mean. When a lady's got big, juicy tits, perfect for feeding lots of children..."</b></span> You notice the bulge in his shorts getting larger. <span class="todd"><b>"It just hits me, you know? Right in the lizard brain. It's biological."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"So big is good, but silicone..."</b></span> You remember Option A - traditional breast augmentation. <img src="Images/Hospital/breasts1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="todd"><b>"Yeah, pass on that. It's gotta be real. A little sag is <i>good</i> you know? Plastic is no substitute.."</b></span> Makes sense. As you might have guessed, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> likes big naturals. That'd be Option B, if you're remembering correctly. Just when you mean to pass <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> his phone, you notice a second folder sitting beside 'Quick Fap.' It's titled 'Instant Mega Fap.' Kind of an intriguing folder name. Do you dare to take a peek? [[Give Todd back his phone and hit the showers->Gym Virgin Close]] <<if $toddlove gte 2>>[[You really want to know all of Todd's desires. Take a look->Gym Virgin Todd Breasts][$p = 2]]<<else>><span class="grey">You really want to know all of Todd's desires. Take a look</span><</if>> <<set $virginityquest += 1>> <<elseif $p eq 2>>You know <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> might not want you to see this, but you're too curious not to click. <span class="pink"><i>No, this is more than curiosity,</i></span> you realize. <span class="pink"><i>Whatever <b>Todd</b> likes, I want to be. I'd do anything for him...</i></span> Like the first one, this folder contains images. A <i>lot</i> of images. <img src="Images/Gym/boobs4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>Big boobs again. Oh, big pregnant boobs, actually.</i></span> You remember what <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> said about fertility. The next image shows much the same. <img src="Images/Gym/boobs5.jpg" width=400 /> And it just keeps going. <img src="Images/Gym/boobs6.jpg" width=550 /> It seems that <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> has a bit of a <i>breeding fetish</i>. It's not the weirdest kink - in fact, it's kind of sweet. He just wants to knock girls up and see their bellies swell with new life. A wave of emotion hits you. Lust and longing, intertwined. Periods, birth control, pregnancy, motherhood. You can dress, talk, speak, look, <i>live</i> like a woman... but there will always be a biological barrier between you and many cis women. It hurts, and there's nothing you can do about that hurt. <span class="pink"><i>I'm a girl,</i></span> you remind yourself, <span class="pink"><i>But just like lots of cis girls, I'm not fertile. And that... kind of sucks.</i></span> You hadn't ever given the thought of parenthood - let alone <i>motherhood</i> - much attention. But you think you will, from now on. [[Give Todd back his phone and hit the showers->Gym Virgin Close]] <<set $mother = 1>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>><<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"What's this about?"</b></span> you say, trying in vain to wriggle free of <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos'</b></span> grip. He pinches your shoulder to keep you still. <span class="carlos"><b>"Don't worry. If he wanted you dead, you'd be dead. He just said the moment you get back from surgery, he wants to see you. I don't ask questions."</b></span> He gives you a meaningful glare. <span class="carlos"><b>"You shouldn't, either."</b></span><<else>>You decide to stay silent. <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> seems fully loyal to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. He wouldn't tell you what's going on, anyway. <span class="carlos"><b>"Good girl,"</b></span> he whispers in your ear, as you two climb the staircase in silence. <span class="carlos"><b>"Do as you're told, you'll get far in this business."</b></span><</if>> Before long, you and <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> get to the third floor, and he pushes his way through the rave with you in tow. <img src="Images/Cauldron/topfloor.jpg" width=500 /> Soon you arrive at the door to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office. The guards look like they're expecting you, and let the two of you in without delay. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is seated at his desk, his cold, caculating eyes fixed on your chest. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Show me."</b></span> is all he says. [[Show your breasts to Nazarov and Carlos->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$p = 1, $i = 1]] [[Refuse->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$p = 1, $i = 2]] <<if ($nazarovlove eq 0) and ($katielove gte 3)>>[["Fuck you"->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$p = 1, $i = 3]]<<else>><span class="grey">"Fuck you"</span><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 1>><<if $i eq 3>>You draw in your shoulders, putting all your resolve into the words. <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck you."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos'</b></span> eyes shoot open, taken aback by your words. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>, on the other hand, just looks amused. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov2.gif" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Careful, $femname. I've cut out tongues for less."</b></span> He gestures at <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>. <span class="boss"><b>"Strip her."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> moves like lightning, grabbing your top and tearing it off. You gasp as your bra is revealed. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovbreasts1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Take it off. Now."</b></span> Tears well in your eyes. With shaking fingers, you unclasp your bra and let it fall to the floor.<<elseif $i eq 2>>You draw in your shoulders, uneasy about being forced to strip on command. At least with clients, there's money involved. Seeing you hesitation, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> gestures at <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>. <span class="boss"><b>"Strip her."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> moves like lightning, grabbing your top and tearing it off. You gasp as your bra is revealed. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovbreasts1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Take it off. Now."</b></span> Swallowing your saliva, you unclasp your bra and let it fall to the floor.<<elseif $i eq 1>><<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>You're starting to enjoy obeying <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. Doing as he says is getting easier and easier. Not wanting to put a very dangerous man into a bad mood, you comply without a fight.<</if>> You start by undoing your top, slowly stripping out of it and letting slip off your body. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> watches you with hunger in his stare. <span class="boss"><b>"Go on."</b></span> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>Licking your lips,<<else>>Swallowing your saliva,<</if>> you unclasp your bra and let it fall to the floor. <</if>> <<if $chest eq 5>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovbreasts3.gif" width=400 /> <<elseif $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovbreasts2.gif" width=400 /> <<elseif $chest eq 7>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovbreasts4.gif" width=450 /> <</if>> [[Nazarov studies your body->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$p = 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<elseif $p eq 2>>You stand there, naked but for your $underwear and heels. <<if $chest eq 5>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts24.jpg" width=450 /><<elseif $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts23.jpg" width=450 /><<elseif $chest eq 7>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts22.jpg" width=450 /><</if>> <<if $chest eq 5>>All is silent as <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> starts at your puffy, hormonal breasts. In the cold air of his office, your large nipples feel as hard and thick as stacks of pennies. If someone squeezed them you'd probably cum. He mutters a long string of curses in Russian, then asks, <span class="boss"><b>"What have you done?"</b></span> You steel yourself against the urge to step back. <span class="pink"><b>"I did as you asked."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"You did <i>not</i>-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I did,"</b></span> you say, daring to interrupt him. <span class="pink"><b>"I enhanced my bust to make you more money."</b></span> That, at least, sends a glimmer of doubt through <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> gaze. <span class="boss"><b>"Go on..."</b></span> he says, his anger momentarily at bay. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm your sissy waitress experiment. Why turn me into a big-boobed whore when you've got like ten of them already working here?"</b></span> You point out the door, to the Cauldron beyond. <span class="carlos"><b>"... sissy waitress?" Carlos</b></span> murmurs, confused, as his eyes slowly shift to the tiny bulge in your panties. <span class="pink"><b>"I'm your new product line. Big butts, small cocks, and little hormone titties, just like these."</b></span> You give your boobs a squeeze. <span class="pink"><b>"Imagine the business you'll bring in when you have a whole squad of us serving your clients."</b></span> You can already see it in your mind's eye. Groups of sissy waitresses tending to the Cauldron's patrons, their chastity cages peeking out beneath their short skirts. Pliant boypussies ready to be stuffed with cock, for a price... <img src="Images/Cauldron/sissywaitress1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="boss"><b>"I find them unsightly, but... you might have a point."</b></span> he offers. <span class="boss"><b>"Still, you've lost your chance at a green bracelet - those things can't possibly service a man."</b></span><<elseif $chest eq 6>>All is silent as <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> starts at your large, natural breasts. With your arms crossed over your stomach, each of your boobs rests against your forearms, slightly sagging from your chest, the nipplies pointed just slightly downwards. In the cold air of the office, your nipples are hard still a bit tender from surgery. His gaze doesn't rise above your breasts. <span class="boss"><b>"This... isn't what I asked for."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You wanted your superviser to have boobs big enough to give a guy a tit job. You want them bigger?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Hm... I suppose I did say that."</b></span> He glances at <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>. <span class="boss"><b>"Tell me Carlos, have you ever seen a sissy girl with breasts quite like that?"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"... sissy girl?" Carlos</b></span> murmurs, confused, as his eyes slowly shift to the tiny bulge in your panties. <span class="carlos"><b>"Uh... no, boss."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Show me," Nazarov</b></span> commands. <span class="boss"><b>"Show me how they move."</b></span> <<if $nazarovlove eq 0>>It's a bit demeaning, flaunting your breasts like this<<else>>You can help but feel excited at the chance to show of your body<</if>> in front of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. You start hopping up and down on the spot, your boobs bouncing to the movement. They're heavy enough that it nearly hurts. <img src="Images/Body/newbreasts6.gif" width=500 /> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> watches with interest - and arousal. <span class="boss"><b>"Fine,"</b></span> he says, tossing you a green bracelet from his pocket. <span class="boss"><b>"It's yours."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/braceletgreen.jpg" width=400 /> <<elseif $chest eq 7>>All is silent as <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> starts at your fake, whorish breasts. Even unsupported, they shoot stick-straight out from your chest, both of them perfect silicone hills, with your areola firmly stretched over them. You can see the delight in his stare, his usual coldness traded for fire. For lust. <span class="boss"><b>"$femname... you've outdone yourself."</b></span> You feel yourself blush. <span class="pink"><b>"You like them? They're not too big?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Too big? They need to be <i>bigger</i>. I'll pay for the upgrade myself, if you continue to prove yourself like this."</b></span> He gestures at <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>. <span class="boss"><b>"Carlos, have you ever seen a sissy with such perfect features?"</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>"... sissy?" Carlos</b></span> murmurs, confused, as his eyes slowly shift to the tiny bulge in your panties. <span class="carlos"><b>"Uh... no, boss."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Come," Nazarov</b></span> commands. <span class="boss"><b>"To me."</b></span> As you hesitantly approach him, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> rounds his desk and slips behind you. The next moment, he's against your back, his sizable erection pushing against your ass, his powerful hands mauling your tits. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovtouch1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="boss"><b>"You see what you've done?"</b></span> he whispers into your ear. You hear yourself moaning as he pinches your sensitive nipples. <span class="boss"><b>"There's no going back from a surgery like this. Your breasts are a whore's breasts, now."</b></span> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>Lost in the intensity of the moment, you whisper back, <span class="pink"><b>"I'm your whore... Alex."</b></span> He freezes, taken aback by your words. Then he relents his touch, only leaving a few fingers stroking your back. <span class="boss"><b>"Yes... I suppose you are."</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>I'm more than just a whore...</i></span> you think, but the thought feels weak, uncertain.<</if>> In short order, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> fits a new bracelet on your wrist. A green one. Now you can work as the waitress suprervisor again, and give tit jobs to clients. <img src="Images/Cauldron/braceletgreen.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <<if $chest lt 7>>Then <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> stands up from his desk, and folds his arms across his chest. <</if>><span class="boss"><b>"Before I can let you go, there is one final matter to discuss."</b></span> <<if $chest eq 5>><<if $nazarovlove eq 0>><b><i><span class="boss">Nazarov</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point - or would have, but love points can't drop below zero.</i></b><<else>><b><i><span class="nazarov">Nazarov</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $nazarovlove -= 1>> \ <</if>><<elseif $chest eq 7>><b><i><span class="nazarov">Nazarov</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $nazarovlove += 1>> \ <</if>> [[You have a bad feeling about this->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> seems to revel in the trepidation his words gives you. Then he gestures at <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Apparently, you told Carlos that I was... <i>saving</i> your virginity."</b></span> You glance at <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>. You <i>did</i> tell him a lie just like that while you were trying to steal the access code from him. Still, he didn't have to be such a rat. <span class="pink"><b>"Yes... I told him that."</b></span> He glances at your waist - at your boypussy, likely - and then back at you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"So, are you?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Am I what?"</b></span> He smiles ever so slightly. <span class="boss"><b>"A virgin."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I... I've slept with girls, before."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"<i>$playername</i> slept with girls," Nazarov</b></span> counters, <span class="boss"><b>"But $playername is dead. Have <i>you</i> had anal intercourse with a man?"</b></span> At those words, your asspussy <<if $toy neq "nude">>squeezes hard against your buttplug.<<else>>gapes and contracts in response.<</if>> You shiver as a single drop of precum oozes out of your caged clitty. <span class="pink"><b>"No."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> nods. Clearly, that was the answer he was looking for. <span class="boss"><b>"Good. Now, listen well: I <i>own</i> your virginity. It is <i>mine</i> to do with as I please. I intend for you to lose it in the most profitable way possible."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Do you understand?"</b></span> [["Yes, Mr. Nazarov."->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$p = 4, $i = 1]] <<if $nazarovlove eq 0>>[[Stay silent->Virgin Waitress Shift New Breasts][$p = 4, $i = 2]]<<else>><span class="grey">Stay silent</span> <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 4>><<if $i eq 1>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> nods, pleased with you obedience. <span class="boss"><b>"I expect perfect loyalty,"</b></span> he says, pulling out a wad of bills from his pocket, then casually tosing them out on the floor. <span class="boss"><b>"But with loyalty... with <i>submission</i>, come many rewards."</b></span> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>>You pick up the money with slow, deliberate movements, showing off your breasts and your panty-clad ass to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> and <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span>.<<else>>You pick up the money, your shame fading as you realize there's actually a significant amount of cash on the floor.<</if>> You feel like a slut, but a really, really expensive one. It's a surprisingly good feeling. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov4.jpg" width=500 /> Plus, when you count up all the bills, you just made five hundred dollars. <<set $money +=500>><<else>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> frowns, then slowly shakes his head. <span class="boss"><b>"I hate this part of my job,"</b></span> he says, coldly. <span class="boss"><b>"Now I must ask Carlos to beat you until you agree. He knows how to avoid leaving bruises. I taught him well."</b></span> Your eyes shoot up, suddenly afraid for your life, as <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> approaches, towering over you. His face is passive. He's just doing his job. <img src="Images/Body/scared.gif" width=500 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Or..."</b></span> says <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>, holding up a palm. <span class="boss"><b>"You could obey."</b></span> It's an easy enough decision, then. It doesn't hurt to say it, even if it's a lie, in order to save your skin. <span class="pink"><b>"Y-yes, Mr. Nazarov."</b></span><</if>> After he dismisses you, you quickly get dressed and rush downstairs to start your shift. <<if ($nazarovlove eq 0) and ($i eq 1)>><b><i><span class="nazarov">Nazarov</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $nazarovlove += 1>> \ <</if>> [[Start your shift->Virgin Waitress Shift]] <<set $virginityquest = 10>> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $p = 0>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You wake up, bleary-eyed, confused as to who could be calling you this early in the morning. <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed4.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="blue"><b>"I'm in town."</b></span> the man on the phone says. It takes you a moment to recognize the voice as that of <span class="blue"><b>Jack Power</b></span>, <span class="todd"><b>Todd's father</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Um... okay?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Don't be coy, $femname, it's not flattering. I want to see you."</b></span> The last bit of drowsiness fades away. <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> wants to see you. <<if $jackslut eq 1>>You were wondering when he would call you. Time for a date with the big man.<<else>>Right, because he's holding your relationship with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> hostage.<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"What do you have planned?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Shopping. I'm treating you to a new outfit. I'll be outside your apartment in half an hour."</b></span> Before you can ask <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> anything else - like how he got your number or how he knows where you live - he hangs up. After taking a deep breath, you crawl out of bed and rush in for a quick shower. You'll need to look presentable. <img src="Images/Home/shower6.gif" width=450 /> <<if ($day neq "Sunday") and ($day neq "Saturday")>><span class="pink"><i>I guess I'm skipping class, today...</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>I wonder how this will go...</i></span><</if>> [[Get ready to meet Jack->Jack 1][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>After hastily putting together an outfit and doing your makeup, you stumble out of your apartment, nearly tripping over your heels in the process. <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> is waiting outside, his gaze hidden behind his sunglasses. Still, it's clear enough that he's looking at you. <img src="Images/Gym/jack1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>How do I say 'hello?' Just a wave, or something more? It looks like he's waiting for me to make the first move.</i></span> [[Wave at him->Jack 1][$p = 2, $i = 1]] [[Give him a hug->Jack 1][$p = 2, $i = 2]] [[Kiss him on the cheek->Jack 1][$p = 2, $i = 3]] <<set $overwear = "black top and red skirt">> <<set $underwear = "elegant grey panties">> <<set $bra = "elegant grey bra">> <<elseif $p eq 2>><<if $i eq 1>>You opt to wave as you walk over. <span class="pink"><b>"Hiii!"</b></span> you say, hoping you don't seem awkward or nervous. Perhaps sensing exactly that, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> takes your hand from the air, gently lowers it to his lips, and gives a quick, gentle kiss. <img src="Images/Hospital/jackkiss1.jpg" width=400 /> <<elseif $i eq 2>>You opt to give him a quick hug. <span class="pink"><b>"Hiii!"</b></span> you say, holding his surprisingly well-toned back. While you expect him to scoop a handful of your ass, he instead sets his palms gently, almost protectively, against your lower back. <<elseif $i eq 3>>You opt to raise your lips and give him a quick kiss on the cheek. He returns the favor, and he does, you catch a scent of his cologne - like fresh birch and blackcurrent. It smells expensive. <img src="Images/Hospital/jackkiss2.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>> <span class="blue"><b>"Physical affection,"</b></span> he says, with a small smile lightening his rugged face, <span class="blue"><b>"Is the cornerstone of any relationship."</b></span> Then he opens the passenger door to his car and gestures for you to get in. <img src="Images/Hospital/jackcar1.jpg" width=400 /> [[In we go!->Jack 1][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>As <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> drives you through the city, you get the sense that this isn't just some greasy old man looking to get between the legs of the girl his son adores. This really <i>is</i> a date. And you're not sure how to feel about that. The <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> that stuffed his cock into your mouth at the charity ball was at least straightforward. Now, you're not sure what he wants. He seems to read your mind. <span class="blue"><b>"Are you always so tense, $femname? I assumed it was Miranda making you nervous, last time I saw you."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Well, I don't-"</b></span> <<if $jackslut eq 2>><span class="blue"><b>"This arrangement doesn't have to be a burden. That's entirely up to you."</b></span> He lays a hand on your thigh. <span class="blue"><b>"You might feel coerced into spending time with me, but I assure you I'll make it worth your while. Speaking of, it's time for lunch."</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Relax - only teasing."</b></span> He lays a hand on your thigh. <span class="blue"><b>"I'm sure lunch will settle your nerves."</b></span><</if>> <img src="Images/Hospital/jackmisc1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Lunch?"</b></span> Just as you say the word, he pulls into the parking lot of a rather fancy-looking French restaurant. [[Lunch!->Jack 1][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>In a blur, a valet welcomes you and takes the car, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> helps you out of your seat and offers you his arm, and the two of you are whisked from the restaurant lobby, past a line of well-dressed patrons waiting for a table, and over to the single table in the middle of a sunny patio. <img src="Images/Hospital/jackmisc2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You made a reservation?"</b></span> you ask, impressed, as <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> tucks you into your seat. <span class="blue"><b>"Even better, I fixed the owner's daughter's nose."</b></span> He grins, remembering. <span class="blue"><b>"He called it a miracle. She still sends me Christmas cards."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"So he let you skip the line?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> glances back over at the restuarant, and the considerable line within. <span class="blue"><b>"Here's how I see it, $femname. This world is made of two kinds of people. Those who wait in line, and those like us."</b></span> You're intrigued. <span class="pink"><b>"Like us?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"We have something to offer."</b></span> His gaze dips, taking in your body. <span class="blue"><b>"So we get whatever we want."</b></span> To your surprise, lunch flows rather smoothly. <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> orders for you - a lovely spring salad and the perfect accompanying wine - and leads the conversation. You pitch in here and there, but mostly keep quiet and listen with fascination to his stories. The man's as much of an orator as he is a surgeon. <<if $jackslut eq 2>>Despite yourself, you<<else>>You<</if>> find yourself laughing at his jokes, and your heart flutters at each of his compliments. <img src="Images/Hospital/jackmisc3.jpg" width=400 /> And as lunch wraps up and <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> tosses a few hundred dollars bills onto the table before offering his hand to help you up, you start to feel just a little bit enamored. <<if $jackslut eq 2>><span class="pink"><i>Focus, $femname. We're just supposed to grin and endure it - not actually enjoy it.</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>Like father, like son...</i></span><</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> [[Shopping time->Jack 1][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>As <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> brings you to a rather upscale women's clothing store, you find your hand firmly set in his. No one looks twice at a girl like you holding hands with a man more than twice your age. Maybe they think he's your father. So far he's been the perfect gentleman, but you haven't forgotten what he wanted from you during the charity ball. He wants every inch of his son's girl. When he pleases. As much as he pleases. <span class="pink"><i>Am I going to give it to him?</i></span> Once you're in the store, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> lets you look for a new outfit on your own. He merely follows, and gives some great advice as you pick out a few pieces to try on. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Hospital/jackshopping1.mp4"></video> Soon enough, two dresses in particular stand out to you. The first is a light blue dress, cinched at the waist and with a cute, flared skirt that stops above the knee. <img src="Images/Clothes/light blue dress.jpg" width=300 /> The second is a white dress that seems like it will grab your waist in just the right way, with a lovely floral pattern dancing down its skirt. <img src="Images/Clothes/white floral dress.jpg" width=300 /> Just before you head to the dressing room to try them on, you think to glance at the price tags. <span class="pink"><b>"A thousand dollars all together?"</b></span> You go pale. <span class="pink"><b>"That's..."</b></span> <span class="jack"><b>Jack</b></span> steps close to you. His voice is low. <span class="jack"><b>"Let this be the first of many gifts I give you, $femname. But... what will I get in return?"</b></span> Just then, his sizable erection brushes against your leg. You glance down at his pants. It's like two beer cans are stacked together and pressing through the fabric. <<if $jackslut eq 2>><span class="pink"><i>If I refuse, he could make sure I never seen <b>Todd</b> again... is blowing <b>Todd's</b> dad such a bad thing?</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I'm getting turned on... why does <b>Todd's</b> dad have this effect on me?</i></span><</if>> [[Turn down Jack and end the date.->Jack 1][$p = 8, $i = 1]] [[Offer to suck him off->Jack 1][$p = 6, $i = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 6>><<if $jackslut eq 2>><span class="pink"><i>I'm sorry, Todd,</i></span> you think, <span class="pink"><i>But I have to do this.</i></span> <</if>> As saliva pours into your mouth in anticipation, you give <span class="jack"><b>Jack</b></span> a not so subtle gesture to suggest exactly what you plan to do to him. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Hospital/jackshopping2.mp4"></video> <span class="jack"><b>Jack</b></span> simply nods, then has you lead the way to the fitting room. Just when you reach an empty one, a store clerk waves at you. <span class="mom"><b>"Excuse me,"</b></span> she says, <span class="mom"><b>"One person in the fitting room at a time."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh,"</b></span> you say, thinking quickly. <span class="pink"><b>"This is just my dad. He's helping me pick something out for a date."</b></span> The store clerk's guarded look melts to a warm smile. <span class="mom"><b>"Well isn't that sweet? Go right ahead."</b></span> For <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> part, all he does is smile, - a picture of innocence. Not twenty seconds later, you're on your knees. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Hospital/jackshopping3.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><b>"Mmmph..."</b></span> you mouth, stuffing all of <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> cock down your throat, until your lips touch his balls. <span class="blue"><b>"Sh," Jack</b></span> whispers, clearly enjoying himself. <span class="blue"><b>"Or that bitch will hear us."</b></span> You quiet down, though subtle slurping sounds still follow from your eager cocksucking. [[Suck off Todd's dad.->Jack 1][$p = 7]] <<elseif $p eq 7>>As you suck on <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> thick cock, he combs back your hair. <span class="blue"><b>"So I'm your daddy, am I?"</b></span> You pick up the pace of your blowjob, which he takes as confirmation. <span class="blue"><b>"That's right, $femname. I'm your daddy. Be nice to daddy, and you'll have all the clothes you could ever want. Now... here comes daddy's load."</b></span> The next moment, a hot rope of semen shoots out of <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> cock, landing on your tongue. You swallow as much of his cum as you can, though a few drops leak out onto the floor. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Hospital/jackshopping4.mp4"></video> You stay there on your knees, as <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> zips up his pants. His semen is coating your tongue and teeth. You just sucked his cock. Again. And you <i>liked</i> it. As you and <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> leave the fitting room, the store clerk waves at you. <span class="mom"><b>"How'd it go in there?"</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Perfectly, thank you." Jack</b></span> replies, like a perfect gentleman. He pays for your clothes, and then you're heading back to his car, his hand resting just above your ass, your head against his shoulder. [[Head home->Jack 1][$p = 10]] <<set $overwearinventory.push("light blue dress")>> <<set $overwearinventory.push("white floral dress")>> <<set $jacklove += 1>> <<elseif $p eq 8>>Surprisingly, the drive back to your apartment isn't awkward. <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> doesn't force himself on you or anything like that. In fact, he doesn't even yell at you. As he pulls over beside your apartment, he says, <span class="blue"><b>"$femname, I have something you want. You have something I want. This shouldn't be complicated."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I just wasn't... comfortable."</b></span> He sighs. <span class="blue"><b>"That will come."</b></span> His hand brushes your hair. <span class="blue"><b>"You wouldn't believe how badly I want to kiss you, right now."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/jackmisc4.jpg" width=400 /> Your heart flutters. [[Give in and kiss Jack->Jack 1][$p = 9, $i = 2]] [[Refuse->Jack 1][$p = 9, $i = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 9>><<if $i eq 1>>Just as <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> leans in to kiss you, you turn your head. His lips touch your cheek. <span class="blue"><b>"I see,"</b></span> he mutters, drawing back. <<if $jackslut eq 2>><span class="blue"><b>"Go home, $femname. And while you're at it, think long and hard about important my favor is to you."</b></span><<else>><span class="blue"><b>"Go home, $femname."</b></span><</if>> You open the car door, and not a minute later you're at the entrance to your apartment. Glancing back, you watch <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> speed onto down the road. <span class="pink"><i>I hope I didn't just make a mistake...</i></span><<else>>You open your lips, letting in <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> tongue. His cologne engulfs you. The next moment, the two of you are making out, his hands grasping at your neck and breasts, yours wrapped around his shoulders. <img src="Images/Hospital/jackkiss1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> eventuallys relents, drawing back from you with his eyes afire in lust. A line of saliva still links your lips to his. <span class="blue"><b>"Theodore has good taste."</b></span> He wipes away the saliva. <span class="blue"><b>"Until we meet again."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Goodbye, Jack."</b></span> He shakes his head. <span class="blue"><b>"Goodbye, <i>daddy</i>."</b></span> The word sends a shiver of arousal down your entire body. <span class="pink"><b>"Goodbye, daddy."</b></span> You open the car door, and not a minute later you're at the entrance to your apartment. Glancing back, you watch <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> speed onto down the road. <span class="pink"><i>That was... really fucking hot.</i></span> <<set $jacklove += 1>>\ <</if>> [[Back to your bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $jackstatus = 1>> <<elseif $p eq 10>>The drive back to your apartment is pleasant. Like before, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> leaves a posessive hand on your thigh. <img src="Images/Hospital/jackmisc1.jpg" width=400 /> As he pulls over beside your apartment, he says, <span class="blue"><b>"You made me very happy today, $femname."</b></span> Your eyes shift from the shopping bags at your feet you his ardent gaze. <span class="pink"><b>"I had... lots of fun."</b></span> He smiles. <span class="blue"><b>"I think this is start of something perfect."</b></span> His hand brushes your hair. <span class="blue"><b>"You wouldn't believe how badly I want to kiss you, right now."</b></span> <img src="Images/Hospital/jackmisc4.jpg" width=400 /> Your heart flutters. The lunch, the car, the clothes... <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> wined and dined you, and your body just wants to open up to him in response. You can't resist him. [[Give in to Jack->Jack 1][$p = 11]] <span class="grey">Resist him</span> <<elseif $p eq 11>>You open your lips, letting in <span class="blue"><b>Jack's</b></span> tongue. His cologne engulfs you. The next moment, the two of you are making out, his hands grasping at your neck and breasts, yours wrapped around his shoulders. <img src="Images/Hospital/jackkiss1.gif" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> eventually relents, drawing back from you with his eyes afire in lust. A line of saliva still links your lips to his. <span class="blue"><b>"Theodore has good taste."</b></span> He wipes away the saliva. <span class="blue"><b>"Until we meet again."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Goodbye, Jack."</b></span> He shakes his head. <span class="blue"><b>"Goodbye, <i>daddy</i>."</b></span> The word sends a shiver of arousal down your entire body. <span class="pink"><b>"Goodbye, daddy."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Good girl."</b></span> From his pocket, he pulls out a wad of cash and counts out eight hundred dollars. He slips it into your purse. <span class="blue"><b>"Good girls like you get everything they could ever need."</b></span> You open the car door, and not a minute later you're at the entrance to your apartment. Glancing back, you watch <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> speed onto down the road. <span class="pink"><i>Oh my God... I have a sugar daddy.</i></span> [[Back to your bedroom->Your Bedroom]] <<set $jacklove += 1>> <<set $jackstatus = 1>> <<set $money += 800>> <</if>>
<<if $i eq 1>><<set $overwear = "light blue dress">><<elseif $i eq 2>><<set $overwear = "white floral dress">><</if>>\ \ You put on your $overwear. It fits perfectly, and twirling before the mirror makes you feel femme and fashionable. <<set $dressset = [1, 2]>>\ \ <<set $dresschoice = $dressset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $dresschoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress.gif" width=400 /><</if>>\ <<if $dresschoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Clothes/puttingondress2.gif" width=400 /><</if>>\ [[Return to closet->Closet]] [[Return to bedroom->Your Bedroom]]
<<if $p eq 0>>As you run along your normal Saturday jog, a curious sight catches your attention. It looks like a young couple, enjoying a sunny Satuday morning. The man is being rather touchy - possessive, almost, with a hand on his woman's ass - but his partner seems to be enjoying it. As you pass, she gives you an easy smile. <img src="Images/Susan/interracial2.jpg" width=400 /> It's almost like she's saying: <span class="mom"><i>This is what I want, and there's nothing you can do about it.</i></span> Later on, as you pass into the suburbs just outside of your university campus, you spot another couple. Maybe they're aware of your presence as they're deep into a makeout session and show no sign of stopping. <img src="Images/Susan/interracial3.jpg" width=400 /> Both instances are, of course, completely innocent. Yet seeing them together forces you to see a pattern. <span class="pink"><i>Are interracial couples becoming... more common, across the city?</i></span> You think back to your past few jogs. <span class="pink"><i>It definitely seems like the hottest girls are always snuggling up against a black guy, recently.</i></span> You can't help but wonder whether <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> had something to do with this. Just then, you pass by none other than <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> house. Curious as to whether she's home, you decide to run around the perimeter and catch a quick look into her bedroom window. [[Take a look->Heather 1][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>Running along <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> backyard fence, you can't see much of anything from your furtive glances at her bedroom window. But you do hear something. <span class="heather"><b>"Fuck!"</b></span> It's a woman's voice, coming from the hedges that surround <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> backyard pool. <span class="heather"><b>"God fucking dammnit..."</b></span> You recognize the voice - it's <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span>, <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> mom! The next moment, you spot her pulling herself out from the hedges. When she sees you staring, she puts on a guilty smile. <img src="Images/Susan/heather1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="heather"><b>"Sorry - I thought I was alone."</b></span> At first, you don't reply. In fact, you're stunned into silence. First of all, <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> doesn't seem to recognize you at all. And second, she is looking <i>fiiiiiiiiiine</i>! You probably haven't seen her in about a year - since <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> usually comes to your house - but she's looking particularly stunning on this fine Saturday morning. It's amazing to think she's forty. She definitely doesn't look it. <span class="pink"><b>"Oh, don't worry about it, Heather."</b></span> you reply, waving off her concern. <span class="pink"><b>"If you can't swear in your own backyard, where can you?"</b></span> She draws back her lips, looking at you more closely. <span class="heather"><b>"You know my name? I'm sorry, have we met?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>It's my eyes,</i></span> you realize. <span class="pink"><i>They look familar to her.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Uh, just once before. I'm $femname - Susan's friend."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"<i>That</i> must be it. Thought I recognized you. Well, Susan's doing extra cirricular studies with her Social Justice professor, and I..."</b></span> She glances at the hedges that lie between you two. <span class="heather"><b>"Actually, could you do me a favor?"</b></span> She rolls her eyes. <span class="heather"><b>"I'm so clumsy - I've dropped my wedding ring."</b></span> [[Help Susan's mom->Heather 1][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>A few seconds later, you're in <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> backyard, up to your elbows in soil as you hunt down <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> wedding ring. <img src="Images/Susan/heathermisc3.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> is just behind you, rummaging through the dirt on her hands and knees. You <i>could</i> take a peek at her - that dress she's wearing has an awfully short skirt. Or you could focus on the task at hand. [[Take a peek at Susan's mom's ass->Heather 1][$p = 3, $i = 1]] [[Focus on the task at hand->Heather 1][$p = 3, $i = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 3>><<if $i eq 1>>You can't help but tilt your head to the left, and take a quick look at <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> lovely behind. What you see surpasses your expectations. <img src="Images/Susan/heathermisc1.jpg" width=400 /> She has big, juicy bottom with wide, child-bearing hips. Whatever her exercise routine is, it's working - she's got the ass of an eighteen year old! Well, that's not exactly true. Giving birth to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> has left the mark of motherhood on her body, in her hips and butt and thighs. But really, it only enhances her figure. <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> is the perfect MILF. Staring at that perfect behind, you feel yourself slipping into a daydream. You can almost see it. <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> curvy rear bouncing on on a thick black cock. It's a match made in heaven. <img src="Images/Susan/heathermisc2.jpg" width=400 /><<else>>You decide to focus on finding <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> wedding ring. This plan is made more difficult when <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> scoots over and starts digging just across from you. She likely has no idea just how much of her generous cleavage she's putting on display for you. <img src="Images/Susan/heathermisc4.jpg" width=400 /> Entranced by the sight of those large, bouncy breasts swaying before your eyes, you feel yourself slipping into a daydream. You can almost see it. <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> perfect boobs squeezing a thick black cock. It's a match made in heaven. <img src="Images/Susan/heathermisc5.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> Just as you feel your tiny clitty stiffen, your finger hits something hard in the dirt. [[Feels kind of... ring-like->Heather 1][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>><span class="pink"><b>"Ahah!"</b></span> you exlaim, pulling it free fom the earth. <span class="pink"><b>"Got it!"</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> scrambles over to you and slips on the ring. <img src="Images/Susan/heathermisc6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="heather"><b>"Oh my God, $femname..."</b></span> She draws back her lips, as if to fight back tears. <span class="heather"><b>"If I'd lost it..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Happy to help."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"I owe you. Big time."</b></span> She takes your dirty hands in her own. <span class="heather"><b>"I mean it. Maybe you and Susan can come by the pool sometime? Susan seems so busy at school, lately. I never get to see her."</b></span> She glances at her wedding ring, pensive. <span class="heather"><b>"Kids are great when they're babies. Then they grow big and ditch you."</b></span> A dark image takes you. <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> perfect, mature pussy, still rich with its last few viable eggs. Filled with virile sperm from a worthy male. <img src="Images/Susan/heathercreampie1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Why not have another?"</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"Me?"</b></span> She rolls her eyes. <span class="heather"><b>"At my age?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You're like, what? Thirty-five?"</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"You flatterer!"</b></span> She sighs. <span class="heather"><b>"I always wanted to give Susey a baby brother. But Brad wasn't too interested. And with his low sperm count..."</b></span> She blinks, surprised at what she just said. <span class="heather"><b>"$femname, you did <i>not</i> hear that from me, okay?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Hear what from you?"</b></span> She grins. <span class="heather"><b>"Exactly."</b></span> After a quick farewell, you leave <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> backyard and finish your jog. [[All the while, your mind is filled with possibilities.->Heather 1][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>You run at a good pace, envigorated by your meeting with <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span>. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Home/jog1.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><i>I don't know what's going on with me, but I can't get the image of <b>Heather</b> getting fucked by black cocks out of my head. It feels... natural.</i></span> You can't help but smirk. You're starting to sound like <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="pink"><i>That reminds me! <b>Susan</b> mentioned how much she'd love for her mother to get pregnant and give her a little biracial sibling. It seemed ridiculous when I heard it, but now...</i></span> You picture <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> completely naked. Her beautiful body in its last few fertile years. <img src="Images/Susan/heather2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><i>There was something she said... something that made <b>Susan's</b> crazy idea seem not so crazy, after all.</i></span> You decide to speak to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> about this, when the two of you next have a quiet moment. <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> is going to be introduced to whole new world of pleasure and maternal bliss. Somehow. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $heatherstatus = 1>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>The moment <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> walks into your room, you can tell that something's up. She's got a small, almost nervous smile as you walks towards your window. <img src="Images/Susan/susan23.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"It's happening."</b></span> You blink, unsure what she means. <span class="susan"><b>"I've been chosen." Susan</b></span> holds her hands against her heart. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm going to be deflowered."</b></span> That one statement - the finality of it, the certainty and pride with which <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> said it - sends a shiver down your spine. <span class="pink"><i>My girlfriend is going to be taken by <b>Olivier</b>, and I'm going to love every second of it.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"When?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Next Friday, if all goes well tonight."</b></span> [[Tonight?->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> takes slow steps towards to you, her face bright with excitement. <img src="Images/Susan/susan24.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"There's just one of the leaders of the Radical Equality Project that isn't sure about me. Councilman Redgate."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Councilman Robert Redgate is part Olivier's little group?"</b></span> That seems ridiculous. Council Redgate is a stand-up politician - young, driven, and very progressive. Everyone in the city loves him. You pause, reconsidering. He is <i>very</i> progressive. And he loves photo ops showing off his gorgeous white wife and their six biracial kids. Just last week, you saw a picture in the news where it's clear she's carrying her seventh. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Really?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods while handing you her phone. <span class="susan"><b>"He plays a huge part in ensuring the Radical Equity Project gets the funding it needs to pursue it's goals."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Why isn't he sure about you?"</b></span> She shrugs. <span class="susan"><b>"You, mostly. He doesn't think I can commit myself to the New World while keeping you around. Tonight, I'm proving him wrong. Check my phone."</b></span> [[Check out Susan's conversation with Councilman Redgate->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>You read the end of the conversation, intrigued. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Wow, this is for real."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Yes, it is. And now I need help getting ready." Susan</b></span> takes your hand. <span class="susan"><b>"$femname, won't you doll me up and get me ready for a date with the Councilman?"</b></span> Making your girlfriend looks beautiful so she can seduce another man sounds like the perfect Friday night. <span class="pink"><b>"Hop in the shower, I'll think through makeup."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> jump up and down, overjoyed. <span class="susan"><b>"YAAAY! And if the Councilman <i>really</i> likes me, I'll give you a <i>special</i> reward."</b></span> While <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is in the shower, and you're rummaging through my makeup kit, trying to decide how to really sell her this evening. Glancing at your shower, you can't help but admire your girlfriend for a moment. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate3.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Alright... what kind of look should I choose for Susan tonight. Something light and fresh, or dark and sultry? Which one screams 'seduction?'"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate4.jpg" width=650 /> [[Give Susan a bright, cute makeover->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 3, $i = 1]] [[Give Susan a dark, sultry makeover->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 3, $i = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>Once <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets out of the shower, you dry her off, then get her seated at your vanity. <<if $i eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>"Cuuuute,"</b></span> she says, as you add a touch of blush to her cheeks and carefully even the tones along the planes of her face. <span class="susan"><b>"Super cute."</b></span><<else>><span class="susan"><b>"Fuck,"</b></span> she says, as you darken her eyes with eyeliner and mascara. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm a sexy bitch."</b></span><</if>> Just then, her phone buzzes. It's the Councilman. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate5.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"He wants a peek at your best asset."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> grins. <span class="susan"><b>"That's a good sign. Shall we send a naughty pic?"</b></span> You switch to her phone's camera. But what <i>is</i> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> best asset, anyway? [[Take a picture of her pussy->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 4, $i = 1]] [[Take a picture of her ass->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 4, $i = 2]] [[Take a picture of her tits->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 4, $i = 3]] <<if $i eq 1>><<set $bbcdatescore = 0>><</if>> <<if $i eq 2>><<set $bbcdatescore = 1>><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 4>>At your direction, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> changes her pose to give the camera a good view of her <<if $i eq 1>>juicy cunt<<elseif $i eq 2>>curvy bottom<<elseif $i eq 3>>small, perky tits.<</if>> <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate6.jpg" width=450 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate7.jpg" width=500 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate8.jpg" width=450 /><</if>> Then you send off the photo to the Councilman. The thrill of showcasing your girlfriend to strange men to get horny sends a wave of arousal through your body. His reply comes the next moment. <<if $i eq 1>><span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"Damn, you're putting it all on display. I like it."</b></span></span><<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"Olivier told me you had a perfect ass... but DAMN, he wasn't kidding."</b></span></span><<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"Very cute. Not much good for motorboating, though."</b></span></span><</if>> <span class="susan"><b>"So, what'd he think?" Susan</b></span> asks, absentmindingly rubbing her pussy's outer lips. <<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"He liked what he saw, that's for sure..."</b></span><<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"I think we've basically got this in the bag. He's all yours."</b></span><<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"Uh... he liked it."</b></span><</if>> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> walks over to her bag. <span class="susan"><b>"Perfect - let's talk underwear."</b></span> [[Yes, let's do that.->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 5]] <<if $i eq 1>><<set $bbcdatescore += 1>><</if>> <<if $i eq 2>><<set $bbcdatescore += 2>><</if>> <<if $i eq 3>><<set $bbcdatescore += 0>><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 5>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pulls out two sets of underwear for you to pick from. The first is a classy and rather complex set of black-and-red lace. The second, a simpler and more revealing white set. <span class="pink"><b>"The black-and-red is definitely sexy..."</b></span> you murmur, <span class="pink"><b>"But I kind of like the 'purity' of the white set. Like an untouched, blushing bride."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Or I could go commando." Susan</b></span> offers. For fun, you send the Councilman a text. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate11.jpg" width=450 /> His reply comes quickly: <span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"Keep it a surprise... just make sure it's easy to take off."</b></span></span> [[Go with the black-and-red lingerie->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 6, $i = 1]] [[Go with the revealing white lingerie->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 6, $i = 2]] [[Make Susan wear nothing under her dress->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 6, $i = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 6>>You tell <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to <<if $i eq 1>>put on the black-and-red lingerie.<<elseif $i eq 2>>put on the white lingerie.<<elseif $i eq 3>>put on nothing at all.<</if>> She takes your advice, and poses for you to admire - but not for you to touch. <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate10.jpg" width=450 /><<elseif $i eq 2>><img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate9.jpg" width=450 /><<elseif $i eq 3>><img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate12.jpg" width=550 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"You look... perfect."</b></span> She smiles sweetly. <span class="susan"><b>"Too good for white men?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Way too good. I never realized..."</b></span> You look down, thinking back to the past. <span class="pink"><b>"I never realized how much I was holding you back."</b></span> In reply, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> kisses you on the cheek. [[Help Susan get dressed and send her off->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 7]] <<if $i eq 1>><<set $bbcdatescore += 0>><</if>> <<if $i eq 2>><<set $bbcdatescore += 1>><</if>> <<if $i eq 3>><<set $bbcdatescore += 2>><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 7>>You and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> spend the next thirty minutes picking out the perfect outfit and looking at cute NBA players online. Just before ten, the text arrives. <span class="susan"><b>"Is it weird that I'm nervous?" Susan</b></span> asks, touching up her lipstick. <span class="susan"><b>"I feel like I'm... representing all white girls, and it's freaking me out."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You're going to be fine. You're irresistable."</b></span> You give her ass an affectionate rub. <span class="pink"><b>"Just tease him a ton, then suck him off."</b></span> She smiles. <span class="susan"><b>"You're right. I'm ready."</b></span> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate1.mp4"></video> You watch her leave, entranced by the sway of her hips. [[And now it's time to wait.->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 8]] <<elseif $p eq 8>>You decide to get undressed and settle in for a nice teasing session while awaiting the updates from <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> date.<<if $chastity eq 0>>After locking your clitty in your chastity cage<<else>>After getting comfortable and opening your laptop<</if>>, you find just the right video online. <img src="Images/Susan/bbcporn.jpg" width=450 /> There's something about watching a beautiful white young woman being ravaged by a black cock that's just hypnotic. You feel weak and inadequate watching her, but that's not all. When you look into her eyes, when you see the pain of her pussy being stretched like never before fade into unimaginable pleasure. When she see her confusion turn to resignation, and then lust, and then acceptance and bliss... it's almost a religous experience. <span class="pink"><b>"All white women should feel like this."</b></span> she murmur, while your clitty weakly pushes against its plastic prison. Just then, you get your first text from <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"My date is going SO WELL. Robert is such a gentleman."</b></span></span> You text her back. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"I figured from his text he'd tear off your dress in the car."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"Nope! We've had a lovely dessert. He's so charming and sophisticated. Look at this picture he took of me!"</b></span></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate13.jpg" width=450 /> It's a cute and surprisingly innocent picture. <<if $bbcdatescore gte 3>><span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"You did SO GOOD with my makeup and everything else today. He's def impressed."</b></span></span> She texts again before you can respond. <</if>><span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"We're going back to his house so I can meet his wife."</b></span></span> You blink. <img src="Images/Hospital/waitwhat.gif" width=400 /> But <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> won't answer your texts anymore. [[Back to the waiting game->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 9]] <<set $chastity = 1>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<elseif $p eq 9>>Maybe an hour later, the texts start up again. <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"Robert's wife is such an inspiration. She thinks every white woman should have ten black babies. #goals."</b></span></span> <span class="pink"><i>Holy fuck,</i></span> you think, reading the text twice to make sure you didn't misread it. <span class="pink"><i>She sounds fun.</i></span> And then a picture arrives. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate16.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"She's teaching me how to massage black men's testicles to help encourage even more sperm to be released when they cum. Look how devoted she is to Robert - and she's eight months pregnant!"</b></span></span> Seeing that, you shiver as a drop of precum leaks out of your chastity cage. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> goes quiet for a few minutes. Then you receive a SnipChat. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate15.jpeg" width=450 /> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"That's amazing."</b></span></span> you text back, <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Be sure to do everything his wife taught you."</b></span></span> Not too long after, another SnipChat arrives. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbbcdate14.jpeg" width=450 /> Feeling horny yourself, you glance at your toy chest. [[Take action->Susan Cuck BBC Date 1][$p = 10]] <<elseif $p eq 10>>You jump between the two SnipChats that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sent you, all the while rapidly thrusting your dildo deep inside your boypussy. The sight of your perfect girlfriend worshipping a big black cock, together with the feeling of your prostate getting rubbed just right by your dildo, is just too much to bear. Moaning like a slut, you climax hard. Limp and neglected, your tiny clitty squeezes out your sissygasm. <img src="Images/Computer/dildocum3.gif" width=400 /> Just after midnight, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> calls you. <span class="susan"><b>"We did it!"</b></span> she squeals, overjoyed. <span class="susan"><b>"Robert approved me for deflowering! It's happening next Friday!!!"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Babe, that's incredible!"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"It's all thanks to you, my sissy queen." Susan</b></span> sighs, at peace with the world. <<if $bbcdatescore gte 3>><span class="susan"><b>"Your decisions tonight were amazing. I've emailed you a special reward. Check your computer and you'll find it." </b></span><</if>> Once you and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> say goodnight, you decide it's time for bed. [[What a night!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $susancuckstatus = 4>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> takes slow steps into your room, visibly nervous. She drops onto your couch. <img src="Images/Susan/susan25.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"What's wrong babe?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Nothing, I..."</b></span> She turns away. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm just not sure."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>? Unsure about something? That doesn't seem right. You sit beside her. <span class="pink"><b>"What do you mean?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"I can still go back, right? To being a regular, non-woke girl."</b></span> She meets your eye. <span class="susan"><b>"But if I let Olivier fuck me, that's it. There's no going back."</b></span> She takes your hand. <span class="susan"><b>"What should I do?"</b></span> After all this time... she's leaving the decision up to you? [[Reassure her that she'll only find happiness being a slut for BBC->Susan Defowering][$p = 1, $i = 1]] [[Tell her to delay the deflowering ceremony so the two of you can talk this out->Susan Defowering][$p = 1, $i = 2]] [[Finally, she's seeing reason! This has gone on for too long. Convince her to escape Olivier's influence->Susan Defowering][$p = 1, $i = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Susan..."</b></span> <<if $i eq 3>>Just as you mean to start your grand speech, <i>just</i> as you mean to rescue your girlfriend from the clutches of black cock lust, your voice trails off to nothing. In your mind's eye, you see her. You see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> getting bred by a black stud. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>What am I doing?</i></span> you think, lost in desire to turn your girlfriend into a slut for BBC. <span class="pink"><i>This isn't just what she wants... it's what I need...</i></span><<elseif $i eq 2>>Just as you mean to offer delaying the ceremony, your voice trails off to nothing. In your mind's eye, you see her. You see <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> getting bred by a black stud. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><i>This is my job</i></span> you think, lost in desire to turn your girlfriend into a slut for BBC. <span class="pink"><i>Whenever she's in doubt, I need to guide her towards black cock. That's what she needs me for.</i> <</if>><span class="pink"><b>"Everyone gets cold feet, before a big, amazing decision. This like getting married, in a way, only better."</b></span> She nods as you brush her hair. <span class="pink"><b>"You can't turn off this switch. You can't unlearn what you've learned."</b></span> You gently cup her chin in your hand. <span class="pink"><b>"Only black cock can make you happy. Only filling your womb with black seed will you whole."</b></span> A whole-of-body calm seems to take hold of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="susan"><b>"You're right,"</b></span> she says, <span class="susan"><b>"Let's get ready."</b></span> Together, you and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pick out the perfect black thong for her to wear, together with a sexy black dress. <i>Everything</i> will be blacked tonight. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower1.mp4"></video> [[The dress->Susan Defowering][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>You watch with longing and pride as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> slips into the tight black dress she'll wear during her deflowering ceremony. She has to fight to get it over her curvy ass, but she manages it in time. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower2.mp4"></video> While she gets dressed, you decide to put on the outfit you wore to <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> charity ball. It's the fanciest thing you own. Her phone buzzes. <span class="susan"><b>"Come on,"</b></span> she says, waving you towards the door. <span class="susan"><b>"It's time."</b></span> [[Destiny awaits->Susan Defowering][$p = 3]] <<set $chastity = 1>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<if $dress eq "red">><<set $overwear = "classy red dress">><</if>> <<if $dress neq "red">><<set $overwear = "sultry black dress">><</if>><<set $underwear = "elegant grey panties">> <<set $bra = "elegant grey bra">> <<elseif $p eq 3>>A limo is waiting for the two of you outside. At this point, you're not surprised. As you learned last Friday, Councilman <span class="blue"><b>Robert Redgate</b></span> is siphoning public dollars to fund the Radical Equality Project. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower2.jpg" width=500 /> Upon entering, you find that it's empty. You can't see the driver, but he must be able to see the two of you. <span class="blue"><b>"Ms. Trombley, Ms. Finch - they're eager awaiting your arrival."</b></span> the driver says. <span class="blue"><b>"Please help yourself to drinks during the drive"</b></span> The limo is stocked with champagne and dark chocolates. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't have much of an appetite, but you indulge in both the alcohol and the sweets while watching the city pass you by. In about twenty minutes, you arrive at a large, gated estate. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower3.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="susan"><b>"The Redgate estate," Susan</b></span> explains, as the two of you step outside. <span class="susan"><b>"All the deflowering ceremonies take place here."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>This rabbit hole just gets more and more fucked up...</i></span> you think. Even though by this point you're committed to it, you can still appreciate how insane this is. [[Go inside->Susan Defowering][$p = 4]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<elseif $p eq 4>>The <span class="blue"><b>Redgate</b></span> estate is as fancy on the inside as it is outside. Waiting just within the foyer is a gorgeous and <i>very</i> pregnant woman in her early thirties. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="mom"><b>"Susan, so good to see you again,"</b></span> she says, gliding over with surprising grace and kissing <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> on both cheeks. <span class="mom"><b>"And you must be $femname,"</b></span> she says, as she kisses your cheek and you return the favor. <span class="mom"><b>"I'm Mrs. Redgate. I'm so excited for your and Susan's special night tonight."</b></span> She gestures upstairs. <span class="mom"><b>"They're waiting."</b></span> [[Taking Susan's hand, you climb the stairs->Susan Defowering][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>You and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> enter the first room on the upper level. There you find two black men, both in suits. One you don't recognize, but guess to be Councilman <span class="blue"><b>Redgate</b></span>. The other is <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower5.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="olivier"><b>"Susan," Olivier</b></span> says, genuine admiration in his stare. <span class="olivier"><b>"Words fail me."</b></span> Your girlfriend blushes beside you. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"And this is the boy?" Redgate</b></span> asks with a guarded tone. <span class="olivier"><b>"She goes by $femname, now" Olivier</b></span> answers without looking at you, his eyes still fixed on <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="olivier"><b>"And she's hardly a boy, anymore. She's the future of white males."</b></span> Now he looks at you. <span class="olivier"><b>"Isn't that right, $femname?"</b></span> [[Yes->Susan Defowering][$p = 6, $i = 1]] [[No! You're wrong!->Susan Defowering][$p = 6, $i = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 6>><<if $i eq 2>>You feel yourself redden. No matter what you want to say, all that comes out is a high-pitched <span class="pink"><b>"Yes, Olivier."</b></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Yes, Olivier."</b></span> you reply, giving the slightest bit of a curtsy.<</if>> <span class="blue"><b>Redgate</b></span> has <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> step forwards. <span class="blue"><b>"Susan Trombley, you have time and time again proven your dedication to the future and a new, more equal world order. This affirmations are a formality, but you must agree to them before your deflowering. Do you understand?"</b></span> She smiles shyly. <span class="susan"><b>"Yes."</b></span> You watch as <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> takes her hand. And they stand before the Councilman together. <span class="pink"><i>It's almost like a wedding,</i></span> you realize. <span class="pink"><i>Priest, bride, and groom. I guess that makes me the maid of honor...</i></span> <span class="blue"><b>"Susan Trombley, do you swear in all romantic and sexual experiences to serve black men for the rest of you life?"</b></span> As <span class="blue"><b>Redgate</b></span> speaks, images of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> flood your mind. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower7.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I swear." Susan</b></span> answers. <span class="blue"><b>"Do you swear to never make a black man wear protection with you, and instead to always encourage him to pump his sperm inside your womb, so long as you are fertile?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower8.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="susan"><b>"I swear."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>"And do you swear to carry all your black babies to term, and to raise them to the best of your ability?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower9.jpg" width=500 /> Then <span class="blue"><b>Redgate</b></span> looks at you. <span class="blue"><b>"$femname, as Susan's last white boyfriend and her sissy companion, do you swear to serve her, her partners, and their children so long as you are needed and able?"</b></span> [["I swear."->Susan Defowering][$p = 7]] <span class="grey">"Not a chance! Die, criminal scum!" (murder Redgate, punch Olivier in the face, impregnate Susan yourself)</span> <<elseif $p eq 7>>It's not a hard decision to make. <span class="pink"><b>"I swear"</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> gives you a brief, appreciative nod. Then he takes <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in his arms and they share a long and passionate kiss. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower10.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"It's done." Redgate</b></span> says, clapping <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> on the shoulder. <span class="blue"><b>"$femname, please guide Susan to the deflowering chamber down the hall. Olivier will join you shortly."</b></span> [[Bring Susan to the chamber->Susan Defowering][$p = 8]] <<elseif $p eq 8>>You and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> walk hand-in-hand. She's shaking with joy. You've never seen her like this. <span class="susan"><b>"This is the happiest day of my life."</b></span> she says, in a fragile voice. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm so glad you're here for this moment."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Me too,"</b></span> you whisper, as the two of you enter the chamber. It's a large spacious bedroom. Opposite to the king size bed is a single chair. Likely that's where you'll be during the act itself. <span class="pink"><b>"Now what?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Now..." Susan</b></span> says, planting a chaste kiss on your cheek, <span class="susan"><b>"Now you let me go."</b></span> Understanding what she means, you feel your grip on her hand loosen. She won't let go - instead, she makes you release her hand, and let her free. As you watch, your heart hammering against your ribs, she slips out of her dress, then walks towards the bed. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower3.mp4"></video> You sit on the chair, in admiration of your perfect, incredibly brave girlfriend. <span class="pink"><b>"I love you."</b></span> you tell her. <span class="susan"><b>"I know,"</b></span> she says, smiling. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower4.mp4"></video> [[The door opens->Susan Defowering][$p = 9]] <<elseif $p eq 9>><span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> doesn't say a word as he walks towards the bed. You understand. The time for talk is over. He climbs onto the bed, towering over <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. For all his strength and size, he comes at her gently, lovingly. Kissing at her back, her thigh, her ass. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> watches him with love and adoration. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower5.mp4"></video> Next he carefully unclasps her bra, freeing her small, perky breasts. For a moment you think he might latch onto them, but at the last moment he shifts his attention to <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> lips, and gives her a long, loving kiss. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower6.mp4"></video> They make out passionately, their hands exploring each other's bodies. You realize they've both been waiting for this moment for a long, long time. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> really is his favorite. Though neither wants to stop kissing the other, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> pulls back just enough to get his hands on <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> panties. he helps her slip out of them, revealing her perfect white pussy. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower7.mp4"></video> [[Entranced and aroused, all you can do is watch->Susan Defowering][$p = 10]] <<elseif $p eq 10>>Even though she already wet and ready to go, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> lowers himself to her hips and sets his tongue between her legs. The moves he pulls on her, you've never seen before. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower8.mp4"></video> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> responds, gasping in pleasure, her eyes seeming to roll back into her head. She's like putty in his grip. You can tell she's already close to cumming. <span class="olivier"><b>"Okay,"</b></span> he says, lying on his back. <span class="olivier"><b>"Be one with me, Susan."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>It's time...</i></span> you realize. <span class="pink"><i>It's happening</i></span> Eagerly, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> climbs on top on <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower9.mp4"></video> <span class="susan"><b>"<i>OOOOOooooohhh...</i>" Susan</b></span> moans, as her well-trained cunt wraps tightly around <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> thick cock, and after one moment of resistance she slips down to his hilt. <span class="susan"><b>"<i>I'm full!"</i></b></span> she cries out, riding him, <span class="susan"><b>"<i>I'm so full!"</i></b></span> Seated as you are, you wince as a small orgasm shoots through you. [[Watch Susan be deflowered->Susan Defowering][$p = 11]] <<elseif $p eq 11>>After a minute of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> riding on top of him, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> expertly shifts position, leaving her on the bed while he pounds her on his side. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower10.mp4"></video> She screams as her first massive orgasm rocks through her. Pussy juice squeezes past <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> cock and soaks the bed. <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> keeps going, drilling her like a rutting stallion. She has her second orgasm in the missionary position. Then, as he fucks her from behind, she cries out as her third orgasm hits her harder than the first two. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susandeflower11.mp4"></video> At last, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> seems to hit his limit. <span class="olivier"><b>"Okay, Susan,"</b></span> he says, breathing heavy, <span class="olivier"><b>"Here comes your firstborn..."</b></span> She climaxes one last time as a torrent of cum blasts out of <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> massive cock and floods her womb. You watch, filled with lust and jealously, as excess semen drips out of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> gaping pussy as <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> at last pulls out of her. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower1.gif" width=450 /> [[Afterwards->Susan Defowering][$p = 12]] <<elseif $p eq 12>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> snuggles against <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> beyond spent and soaked in post-orgasmic bliss. She keeps on hand between her legs, seemingly trying to keep as much of <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> cum in her pussy as possible. A steady stream of it is dripping out between her fingers. You quietly get up and leave the room, shutting the door behind you. The lovers shouldn't be disturbed. At the landing is none other than <span class="mom"><b>Mrs. Redgate</b></span>, waiting for you. <img src="Images/Susan/susandeflower4.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="mom"><b>"So, how did it go?"</b></span> she asks, walking you to the front door. You glance at her large, pregnant belly. You love how her clothes keep it free and exposed. <span class="pink"><b>"Really, really well. It helped clear up a few things for me."</b></span> <span class="mom"><b>"I'm so glad. My first husband was the same way - fought me over this until he saw Robert in action. Then it just clicked. White "males" and black men are just two separate things. You can't find biology."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What happened to him?"</b></span> you ask. <span class="pink"><b>"To your first husband?"</b></span> She sighs, wistful. <span class="mom"><b>"I tried to get him into panties, but he wasn't into it. He found himself a nice girl from Japan. They have four kids now. She's so petite - no wonder she finds him impressive."</b></span> Outside, the limo is waiting for you. You cast one last glance at the estate. It's oddly comforting to know that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is there, protected by her bull and lover. You sincerely hope they have sex again during the night, and once more in the morning. Before long you're back in your apartment. Feeling exhausted and content, you drop onto your bed. [[Sleep beckons->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $susancuckstatus = 5>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> enters your room. She looks radiant - she's got the glow of a woman who's been getting sexually satisfied daily. Maybe twice daily. <img src="Images/Susan/susan15.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Hey, $femname,"</b></span> she says, before kissing you deeply on the lips. <span class="susan"><b>"I missed you."</b></span> You smile sweetly. <span class="pink"><b>"Have you been seeing Olivier this week?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Once or twice,"</b></span> she teases, before giving her flat stomach a rub. <span class="susan"><b>"We'll see if something takes."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>She's actually trying to get pregnant... <b>Susan</b>, my sweet, innocent psycho...</i></span> [[Ask her about her week->Susan Cuck Virgin][$p = 1]] <<if $heatherstatus eq 1>>[[Ask her about her mother->Susan Cuck Virgin][$p = 4]]<</if>> <<if ($virginityquest gte 12) and not hasVisited("Susan Cuck Virgin Waitress")>>[[Try to recruit her to the Cauldron->Susan Cuck Virgin Waitress][$p = 0]]<</if>> <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"So, tell me about your week. Any more trips to the Redgate estate?"</b></span> She laughs, while lowering herself quite carefully onto your bed. <span class="susan"><b>"Nope - that's just for special occasions."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"But you saw Olivier recently."</b></span> A dark gleam takes her eyes. <span class="susan"><b>"Today, actually. Right before I got here."</b></span> A shiver of arousal runs downs your spine. As you watch, she strips out of her clothes. She wearing the same underwear she wore the night of her deflowering. <img src="Images/Susan/susanwet2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"What did you two get up to?"</b></span> She pulls at the straps of her panties. <span class="susan"><b>"Come and see."</b></span> [[Pull aside Susan's panties->Susan Cuck Virgin][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>As you pull aside <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> panties, the first thing that hits you is the smell. The heady musk of semen, mixed with the sharp scent of a wet, juicy pussy. As you watch, your head hovering just inches from the glistering lips of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> cunt, she scrunches her face and flexes her pelvic muscles. Her vaginal wall contract, causing her pussy lips to darken and part, and forcing out a few globs of <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> gooey semen. <img src="Images/Susan/susanwet3.jpg" width=450 /> She doesn't have to tell you to do anything. You know what you want to do. What you <i>need</i> to do. Sliding beneath her, you part your lips and let <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> messy creampie drip into your mouth. <img src="Images/Susan/susanwet1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Does it taste good?" Susan</b></span> purrs, rubbing her clit while she squeezes more of <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> cum onto your tongue. <span class="susan"><b>"Do you like the taste of my bull's cum?"</b></span> You do. You like it a lot. It's sharper, more bitter than the cum you're used to tasting. It seems... <i>stronger</i>. After lapping up most of it, you're so taken by lust that your tongue finds its way onto <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> pussy. she climbs further on top of you, and starts gyrating her hips around your tongue. <img src="Images/Susan/susanwet2.gif" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"That's good, $femname, eat it all up..."</b></span> she moans, <span class="susan"><b>"Taste that cum. Taste it... <i>ohhhh</i>..."</b></span> Even though she's already cum a few times today, the lewdness of your act is clearly driving <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> wild. Her thighs clamp against your head as she climaxes right on top of you, her juices dribbling down your chin. [[Clean up->Susan Cuck Virgin][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>Afterwards, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is quick to get cleaned up and get dressed. It seems that all she was looking for was for her sissy to drink up her evening creampie and give her one last orgasm for the night. You're more than happy to oblige. <span class="susan"><b>"See you, $femname,"</b></span> she says, before kissing your cum-stained lips. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss1.jpg" width=450 /> Once she leaves, you figure it's about time you went to sleep. [[Another lovely date night->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<elseif $p eq 4>><span class="pink"><b>"I ran into your mother not too long ago."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> raises an eyebrow. <span class="susan"><b>"Really? Did she recognize you?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Nope. I actually helped her find her wedding ring. She'd lost it in the bushes."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> smirks. <span class="susan"><b>"Oooooh... yeah, that happens. Like once a month she'll get wine-drunk, get in a fight with my dad, and throw her ring across the garden. Next morning, she has to looking for it."</b></span> You think back to your run-in with <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span>. She seemed sweet as honey. Hard to imagine her angry. <img src="Images/Susan/heather3.jpg" width=450 /> Then again, she did seem... <i>disappointed</i> in her husband. <span class="pink"><b>"She said something... peculiar. Something I think we can use."</b></span> [[Tell Susan->Susan Cuck Virgin][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> spends a while just thinking things through, after you tell her about <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> long-held desire for a second child, and her husband's low sperm count. <span class="susan"><b>"$femname, you're a genius."</b></span> she eventually says. <span class="susan"><b>"And you're going to knock-up my mom."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Wait... what?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> breaks out into laughter, realizing what she just said. <span class="susan"><b>"Well, not <i>you</i>. But you're going to convince her she should get pregnant again. Take your time. Take it slow. But carefully push her towards the idea of a sperm doner."</b></span> She smiles sweetly at you... but there's mischief to her gaze. <img src="Images/Susan/susan15.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Leave the rest to me. Just gain my mom's trust, and push her in the right direction."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Why don't <i>you</i> do it? She trusts you."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="susan"><b>"I'll introduce her to the real world when she's ready, but until then, we need to be subtle. You're an outsider. You've done her a favor."</b></span> She sets a hand to your cheek. <span class="susan"><b>"You're my secret weapon."</b></span> [[Agree to manipulate Susan's mom->Susan Cuck Virgin][$p = 6, $i = 1]] [[Refuse and put this whole idea to bed for good.->Susan Cuck Virgin][$p = 6, $i = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 6>><<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Okay, I'll do it. But things move at <i>my</i> pace. This needs to go slow or it won't go at all."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Agreed." Susan</b></span> replies, pleased with your decision. <span class="susan"><b>"Just keep me updated..."</b></span> <<set $heatherstatus = 2>> <<else>><span class="pink"><b>"Okay, I'll do it."</b></span> you say, lying to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. Lying is far easier than getting in an argument with her. You can just tell her it didn't work at some later date. <span class="susan"><b>"Great!" Susan</b></span> replies, believing you. <span class="susan"><b>"Be sure to keep me updated.."</b></span> <<set $heatherstatus = 0>><</if>> After spending the next hour looking up pictures of MILFs sucking off black cock online, the two of you call it a night. <span class="susan"><b>"See you, $femname," Susan</b></span> says, before kissing you on the lips. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss1.jpg" width=450 /> Once she leaves, you figure it's about time you went to sleep. [[Bedtime!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>The moment <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> enters your apartment, you can tell something's up. <img src="Images/Susan/susan17.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Hey, lover girl,"</b></span> she says, her tone unreadable, <span class="susan"><b>"I haven't asked in a while, but... how's your job?"</b></span> A chill runs down your spine. <span class="pink"><b>"Job?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Yeah, at the Cauldron. You know, working as a bus girl."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh, that job..."</b></span> A bead of sweat gathers on your forehead. <span class="pink"><b>"It's... good?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Just good? Nothing else you want to say?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Alright, I'm stupid, but I'm not that stupid. She knows.</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I, er... got promoted. I'm a waitress now."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> nods, then flashes her phone screen at you. <img src="Images/Cauldron/ad1.jpg" width=550 /> It's an advertisement of the Cauldron. And the woman in the ad is... you. <span class="susan"><b>"$femname..." Susan</b></span> is looking really pissed, now. <span class="susan"><b>"You've got to be careful - they make the girls there do... well..."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, I know."</b></span> You raise your palms in surrender. <span class="pink"><b>"But I can explain."</b></span> She crosses her arms. <span class="susan"><b>"Now <i>this</i>, I've got hear."</b></span> [[Tell her everything->Susan Open Virgin Start][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> start off looking angry as hell, but that shifts to utter disbelief as you explain how your father is going to be murdered by the Russian mob. Then you go into your dealings with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>, and how you learned you could make enough money as a waitress - and even as a prostitute - to save your father. By the end of your tale, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is sitting on your bed with her head in her hands. <span class="susan"><b>"$femname... I'm so sorry."</b></span> You drop beside her. <span class="pink"><b>"I should have told you sooner."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"No, I was too caught up in my own shit to notice." Susan</b></span> brightens. <span class="susan"><b>"But now I'm not. We're going to save your dad, $femname - together."</b></span> You watch, astounded, as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> pulls out a wad of cash from her pocket. <img src="Images/Susan/susanmisc1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Five hundred and twenty-seven dollars..."</b></span> she says, counting. <span class="susan"><b>"It's a start."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You don't need to-"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Take it."</b></span> [[Sighing, you take the money->Susan Open Virgin Start][$p = 2]] <<set $money += 527>> <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="susan"><b>"Now,"</b></span> says <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, running her hand up your thigh. <span class="susan"><b>"It's time I made you feel good."</b></span> As her hands near your groin, your clitty stiffens in response. <<if $chastity eq 1>>Smiling deviously, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> unlatches your chastity cage and lets it fall to the floor.<</if>> <<if $overwear neq "nude">>Once your skirt is pulled back, your <<else>>Your <</if>>smooth, feminine penis swells up to its full four inches. <img src="Images/Susan/cutepose2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"You have the cutest little cock in the world, did you know that?"</b></span> your girlfriend asks, as she drops to her knees. You gasp as her tongue circles the swollen head of your clitty, lapping up your copious precum. Then she starts her gentle sucking, driving you wild. You start thrusting into her mouth, your small erection getting entirely swallowed behind her lips. <img src="Images/Susan/susanblowjob6.gif" width=400 /> Her sucking is so perfect - and the feeling of her mouth on your cock is so novel - you last little more than a minute. Crying out in ecstasy, you cum hard down <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> throat. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbj2.jpg" width=400 /> [[Clean up->Susan Open Virgin Start][$p = 3]] <<set $chastity = 0>> <<elseif $p eq 3>>Afterwards, you and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> clean up and get ready to say your goodbyes. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm going to scrounge up as much money as I can," Susan</b></span> says, hugging you close. <span class="susan"><b>"And no more secrets. We're in this together, now."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Listen - about what I do at the Cauldron-"</b></span> She shakes her head. <span class="susan"><b>"Do what you need to do. Soon your dad will be free and we'll put it behind us."</b></span> She's really is one of a kind. After a long, loving kiss, you let <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> go for the night. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss1.jpg" width=400 /> [[Time for bed!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $susanopenstatus = 4>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You let <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> into your apartment, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek as she passes by. <img src="Images/Susan/susan26.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So, it's Friday night, the popcorn's popping, and believe it or not I actually remembered to buy root beer."</b></span> You jump onto the bed. <span class="pink"><b>"Care to join me?"</b></span> <span class="Susan"><b>"Sure,"</b></span> she says, sauntering over. <span class="Susan"><b>"But I was hoping today we'd do something really crazy and watch a <i>good</i> movie instead."</b></span> [[Do something really crazy and watch a good movie->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>You and <span class="Susan"><b>Susan</b></span> snuggle up against each other and enjoy one of the best movies ever made. <<set $pantiesset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $pantieschoice = $pantiesset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $pantieschoice eq 1>> <img src="Images/Susan/goodmovie1.gif" width=400 /> <<elseif $pantieschoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Susan/goodmovie2.gif" width=400 /> <<elseif $pantieschoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Susan/goodmovie3.gif" width=400 /> <</if>>\ Eventually the movie finishes, and <span class="Susan"><b>Susan</b></span> asks how you'd like to spend the rest of the evening. <<if $toyinventory.includes("strap on dildo")>>[[Have her put on the strap-on dildo->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 2, $i = 1]]<</if>> [[Suggest some sensual sixty-nine->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 4, $i = 2]] <<if $toddsusanstatus eq 2>>[[Ask her if she'd like to see Todd again->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 6, $i = 3]]<</if>> <<if ($virginityquest gte 12) and ($cauldronsusan eq 0)>>[[Try to recruit Susan to the Cauldron->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 8, $i = 4]]<</if>> <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $toysave = $toy>> <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"Remember how fun it was when I wear that plastic cock?"</b></span> you ask, rising from your bed. <span class="Susan"><b>"Of course - so hot."</b></span> You pull it from your toy chest, along with its harness, and toss them to her. <span class="pink"><b>"Well, it's your turn."</b></span> And to make it nice and obvious what you mean, you strip down to nothing and push your girly bottom into the air. <img src="Images/Home/fem4body2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"How exotic," Susan</b></span> replies. <span class="susan"><b>"Jump on the bed, just like that."</b></span> [[You do as you're told->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 3]] <<set $chastity = 0>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">> <<elseif $p eq 3>>All is quiet as you lie on all fours on your bed, waiting for <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to take you. Soon the thrill of what's to come gets the best of you, and you look over your shoulder for a peek. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susanstrap1.mp4"></video> The harness is on, your strap-on dildo is hanging from her hips. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> seems to simply be admiring the feeling of having a large phallus attached to her body. It's must be a curious experience, for her. <span class="susan"><b>"Tell me, lover girl,"</b></span> she says, turning around and taking slow steps towards you. <span class="susan"><b>"Tell me how much you want it.."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I need it."</b></span> you tell her, wagging your ass in her face. <span class="pink"><b>"I need your big cock deep inside of me."</b></span> In fact, you can feel your prostate pulsing, your whole anal cavity dilating and contracting in anticipation. The next moment, the head of your dildo presses against your asshole. You let out a long moan as your boypussy instinctively relaxes, and the intruder pushes deep, deep, deep inside of you. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susanstrap2.mp4"></video> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> starts with slow, tepid thrusts, still getting a feel for the motion. Then she starts to pick up her pace. A rhythm develops. In and out. In and out. With each push in, your prostate glows and a wave of warmth shoots towards your clitty. You start pushing back, eager for her to go harder - to really fuck you silly. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> complies, throwing a leg onto the bed and driving her dildo hard into your boypussy. You cry out as it's suddenly too much, and your climax crashes through you. Feminine moans slip out of your throat. You feel your clitty spurt out your sissygasm all over the bedsheets. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Susan/susanstrap3.mp4"></video> <span class="susan"><b>"Such a mess," Susan</b></span> says, sliding the dildo out of your ass with an audible <i>plop</i> [[Catch your breath->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 10]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>><span class="pink"><b>"Come here,"</b></span> you whisper, pulling her towards you. For a few seconds, you're making out, trading saliva and groping each other's body. Then you gently push her around, guiding her towards your already stiff clitty. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> complies with a smile, knowing exactly what you want. Then comes the rapid stripping of clothes<<if $chastity eq 1>> and the unlocking of your chastity cage<</if>>. In less than a minute, her wet pussy is hovering inches above your lips, begging to be licked. After admiring her lovely booty, perfectly exposed to you, you dive in. <img src="Images/Susan/susansixtynine2.gif" width=450 /> [[Give each other oral pleasure->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 5]] <<set $chastity = 0>> <<set $overwear = "nude">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<set $toy = "nude">> <<elseif $p eq 5>>While you lick <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> clit with our practiced tongue, she's doing her own art on your clitty, making you squirm as she worships its sensitive head. <img src="Images/Susan/susansixtynine3.gif" width=350 /> All that sensation drives you tongue-fuck her harder, deeper, faster. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shivers and tightens her thighs as an orgasm sweeps through her. <img src="Images/Susan/susansixtynine1.gif" width=450 /> And right in time, too. You feel your own climax rapidly rushing to your small, feminine penis. <span class="pink"><b>"Babe, I'm-!"</b></span> The first wave of pleasure spreads across your body. You gasp as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> keeps licking the glans, drawing out all the cum from your clitty and swallowing every drop. <img src="Images/Susan/susansixtynine4.gif" width=450 /> [[Catch your breath->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 10]] <<elseif $p eq 6>><span class="pink"><b>"I was thinking,"</b></span> you say, combing <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> hair as the credits roll. <span class="pink"><b>"You had fun with Todd, right?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> glances at you, intrigued. <span class="susan"><b>"It was fun. A little crazy, but fun."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"But was it a one time thing, or..."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't answer, at first. She looks undecided. You can almost imagine what she's thinking about - <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> thick cock stretching out her pussy. <img src="Images/Susan/susantodd17.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Are you asking for me... or for you?"</b></span> That's not an easy question to answer. <span class="pink"><b>"I care about you. I also like Todd - I mean, he's my best friend."</b></span> You try to pick your words carefully, lest you hurt <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> feelings. <span class="pink"><b>"I think it would be cool if you two cared about each other."</b></span> [[For a while, Susan doesn't speak.->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 7]] <<elseif $p eq 7>><span class="susan"><b>"How about this," Susan</b></span> says, coming to some decision. <span class="susan"><b>"Give me a chance to get to know Todd a little better. You know, beyond his dick."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Like, a date?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> laughs. <span class="susan"><b>"No, like... day-to-day Todd."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh, like gym Todd."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"YES! Good idea!" Susan</b></span> says, <span class="susan"><b>"My mom and I used to work out <i>all the time</i>!"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and her mom, <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> working out together? What a dream. <img src="Images/Susan/susangym1.jpg" width=550 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So we'll get you a gym pass!"</b></span> you decide, springing up from your bed. <span class="pink"><b>"And you and Todd can hang out there. No pressure or anything, just see if you like him."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't look quite convinced. <span class="susan"><b>"Those passes are crazy expensive. Aren't we trying to save your dad?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Relax - I know the gym manager."</b></span> Well, you know <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>, and he's the interim manager. That's close enough. If you're going to have another crazy threeway with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, you'll need to convince <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> to pay for your girlfriend's gym pass... <<set $toddsusanstatus = 3>>\ [[Help Susan get ready to leave->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 10]] <<elseif $p eq 8>><span class="pink"><b>"Susan,"</b></span> you start, picking your words with care. <span class="pink"><b>"I've got a... a proposition, of sorts."</b></span> She leans back onto your bed, looking sexy as a porn star. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm all ears, lover girl."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I... I want you to work at the Cauldron with me. As a waitress."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> eyes shoot open. She stares at you like you've gone mad. <img src="Images/Susan/susan9.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Um... the Cauldron that prostitutes its waitresses? The one run by a Russian mob? The one that <i>captured your dad?!</i>."</b></span> Well, when she puts it that way, it does sound crazy. <span class="pink"><b>"Just, hear me out. You won't wear any bracelets, so you won't have to do any dirty work. And you won't really be in danger - it's mostly a normal club. But you'll make some extra cash <i>and</i> you can keep an eye on me."</b></span> [[Susan is quiet for a moment->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 9]] <<elseif $p eq 9>>Eventually, she asks, <span class="susan"><b>"Do I get to wear Halloween costumes whenever I work?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"... Yeah. Of course."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Then I'm in!"</b></span> You blink, astounded. <span class="pink"><b>"Really, just like that?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Your my person, $femname. So, I'm in."</b></span> You crawl over to her. <span class="pink"><b>"I don't deserve you.."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss6.gif" width=400 /> You wrap <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> in your arms, and the two of you soon lock lips. The way she kisses you is beyond sexual. There's powerful intimacy to it, and trust, and and a desire to protect... it's love, pure and simple. [[Catch your breath->Susan Open Virgin][$p = 10]] <<set $cauldronsusan = 1>> <<elseif $p eq 10>><<if $i lte 2>>You and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> take a quick shower together, wiping off your sweat and the smell of sex, as well as enjoying each other's company. <img src="Images/Susan/susan28.jpg" width=500 /><<elseif $i eq 3>>You and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> chat for a while longer, mostly about all the different machines at the gym, and the perks of platinum membership.<<elseif $i eq 4>>You and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> chat for a while longer, mostly about the next steps in her becoming a waitress at the Cauldron. <span class="pink"><b>"Come to the Cauldron on one of the days I work there - Tuesday, Thursday, or Saturday. I'll take some glamour shots of you, show them to the boss, and you'll be sorted."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"I'll be there."</b></span> she promises, sealing it with a kiss. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss3.jpg" width=450 /><</if>> Soon enough it's time for <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to head home. You watch her ass sway all the way down the hall, already looking forward to next Friday. [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
You load up the special porn that <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sent you for being such a good sissy and a supporter of her pursuit of black cock. <<set $transset = [1, 2, 3, 4]>>\ \ <<set $transchoice = $transset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $transchoice eq 1>> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Computer/susansimpporn1.mp4"></video> The video comes with a note: <span class="susan"><i>Sometimes <b>Olivier</b> will send me to a hotel to service one of his visiting colleagues. They're always so nice to me!</i></span> <</if>>\ \ <<if $transchoice eq 2>> <img src="Images/Computer/susansimpporn2.gif" width=450 /> The video comes with a note: <span class="susan"><i>My first ever BBC blowjob! <b>Olivier</b> was so patient with me, even though I still had a ton to learn.</i></span> <</if>>\ \ <<if $transchoice eq 3>> <img src="Images/Computer/susansimpporn3.gif" width=450 /> The video comes with a note: <span class="susan"><i>Me with Councilman <b>Robert Redgate</b>! His wife was nice enough to take this video.</i></span> <</if>>\ \ <<if $transchoice eq 4>> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Computer/susansimpporn4.mp4"></video> The video comes with a note: <span class="susan"><i>I get so hot and bothered when I think about BBC. I probably get myself off at least twice a day.</i></span> <</if>>\ \ <<if $chastity eq 1>>[[Jerk off->Chastity Masturbation]]<<else>>[[Jerk off->Regular Masturbation]] <</if>> <<if $fem gte 6>>[[Grab your dildo->Anal Masturbation]]<</if>> [[On second thought, nah->Your Bedroom]]
<<if $p eq 0>>Just as you mean to enter your Feminization class, a large hand takes hold of your shoulder. It's <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> <img src="Images/REP/olivier2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="olivier"><b>"$femname,"</b></span> he says, <span class="olivier"><b>"Come with me. We need to talk."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um... I've got class."</b></span> He glances at the classroom door. <span class="olivier"><b>"With Professor Domina? Katherine and I are old friends. She won't mind."</b></span> He leaves, expecting you to follow. [[With a sigh, you take off after Olivier->REP Introduction][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> brings you to his office in the Social Justice department. It's a clean, rather impressive looking place. <img src="Images/REP/olivieroffice.jpg" width=550 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Wow, very nice."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Isn't it?"</b></span> He drops into his desk chair and gestures for you to sit opposite. <span class="olivier"><b>"The man who had this office before me was a respectable enough professor. Trouble is, I discovered his ancestors owned slaves. After a rather damning article was written about his family's past, he was forced to resign. And here I am."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And here you are."</b></span> His tone grows more serious. <span class="olivier"><b>"You did well at the deflowering, $femname. I hope the night erased any doubts you had about me or my mission. it certainly erased the doubts I had about you."</b></span> You tilt your head. <span class="pink"><b>"Your mission?"</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Yes..."</b></span> He pauses, considering. <span class="olivier"><b>"Can I let you in a secret?"</b></span> [[Of course he can->REP Introduction][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>When you nod, he looks around the room, as if to make sure the two of you are alone. <img src="Images/REP/olivier1.gif" width=400 /> Then he leans forward. His voice has a conspiratorial edge. <span class="olivier"><b>"It's bullshit."</b></span> You're not sure you understand. <span class="pink"><b>"Bullshit?"</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Bullshit!" Olivier</b></span> exclaims. <span class="olivier"><b>"Ah, that feels good to say."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Come on, $femname - you're a smart girl."</b></span> He rests his elbows on the desk. <span class="olivier"><b>"This racial superiority nonsense. This biological and genetic destiny rubbish. It's total bullshit."</b></span> You don't know what to say, besides the obvious. <span class="pink"><b>"Of course it is."</b></span> He laughs. <span class="olivier"><b>"YES! Yes, finally a fellow realist. Robert, Susan, the others - bless their hearts, but they've drank the Kool-aid, you understand?"</b></span> <img src="Images/REP/olivier2.gif" width=300 /> <span class="pink"><b>"But..."</b></span> Your mind is spinning. <span class="pink"><b>"Olivier, if you know it's bullshit, what are you doing? The training, the indoctrination, the ceremonies... why?"</b></span> He slams his fist on the desk. <span class="olivier"><b>"GOOD! Very good! A thinker, you are. That's <i>exactly</i> the right question."</b></span> He leans closer. <span class="olivier"><b>"But I bet you know the answer, $femname. I bet you've suspected it from the start."</b></span> [[And then it's obvious.->REP Introduction][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"It's bullshit... but it's <i>useful</i> bullshit,"</b></span> you reply. <span class="pink"><b>"It's a narrative that people can believe and get behind. You've tied together social progression with a sexual kink, and it's giving you what you want."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> nods. <span class="olivier"><b>"What <i>we</i> want, $femname. Look at you, discovering your true nature. The New World Order might be built on a lie, but it serves both our interests."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"The sissy white beta - or a white trans woman, whatever you prefer - <i>and</i> the black male BOTH serve to gain from the end of the rule of white men."</b></span> <img src="Images/REP/repmisc1.jpg" width=600 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Holy shit..."</b></span> you mutter, <span class="pink"><b>"Holy shit..."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"The white man has dominated the world for centuries through war and suffering. I offer a new path. Black male domination, won not through violence, but through love. Sex. Fertility. Children."</b></span> He winks. <span class="olivier"><b>"Even if we have to lie to do it, isn't this for the better?"</b></span> It sounds... oddly rational. <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> isn't some crazy racist zealot. He's a wildly ambitious and cunning mastermind, orchestrating a social change that puts him at the top of the pyramid. Just one thing doesn't make sense. <span class="pink"><b>"Why tell me this?"</b></span> [[He smiles->REP Introduction][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>><span class="olivier"><b>"Two reasons."</b></span> he explains. <span class="olivier"><b>"First, we're bonded, you and I. We both love Susan, and she loves both of us. I tried to take her from you - that was my error. She deserves both of us, and we bring her pleasure in different ways."</b></span> He gives you a long, serious look. <img src="Images/REP/olivier3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="olivier"><b>"And second... I need you."</b></span> He sighs. <span class="olivier"><b>"The Radical Equality Project is about to move to the next stage, and I need your help. Now that you know my secret, I believe you could be my greatest asset. And I will make it worth your while."</b></span> From his desk, he pulls out a wad of bills, neatly rolled. <span class="olivier"><b>"A starting bonus. One thousand dollars."</b></span> You eye the cash with hunger. <span class="pink"><b>"What would I have to do?"</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Report to the REP headquarters on campus once a week as an extra-cirricular activity. I'll get it approved by Professor Domina. You'll be my chief propaganda developer. Your insight into the minds of white betas and your understanding of the truth of this operation mean you have <i>exactly</i> the right mindset for this work."</b></span> <img src="Images/REP/rep1.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"And I'll be paid?"</b></span> He laughs. <span class="olivier"><b>"Of course. And if you want more money, come to the headquarters on Monday evenings. You can do an extra shift, then, if you want to."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Now that <b>Olivier</b> trusts me and I know his secret, writing up propaganda for REP doesn't sound too bad. It's just spinning stories to get white girls to do what they might secretly want to do anyway.</i></span> [[Sign me up->REP Introduction][$p = 5]] <<set $money += 1000>> <<elseif $p eq 5>><span class="olivier"><b>"So,"</b></span> asks <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>, opening up his phone's calendar. <span class="olivier"><b>"Which day would you like to work for REP during class?"</b></span> <img src="Images/Gym/thinking.jpg" width=500 /> <<if $gloryholeday eq "Monday">><span class="grey">I can't choose Monday - that's when I work as a gloryhole slut.</span><<else>><span class="grey">I'm not going to choose Monday morning, since I can always work there on Monday evenings. Double shifts suck.</span><</if>> <<if $gloryholeday eq "Tuesday">><span class="grey">I can't choose Tuesday - that's when I work as a gloryhole slut.</span><<else>>[[Work for Olivier every Tuesday->REP Introduction][$p = 6, $repday = "Tuesday"]]<</if>> <<if $gloryholeday eq "Wednesday">><span class="grey">I can't choose Wednesday - that's when I work as a gloryhole slut.</span><<else>>[[Work for Olivier every Wednesday->REP Introduction][$p = 6, $repday = "Wednesday"]]<</if>> <<if $gloryholeday eq "Thursday">><span class="grey">I can't choose Thursday - that's when I work as a gloryhole slut.</span><<else>>[[Work for Olivier every Thursday->REP Introduction][$p = 6, $repday = "Thursday"]]<</if>> <<if $gloryholeday eq "Friday">><span class="grey">I can't choose Friday - that's when I work as a gloryhole slut.</span><<else>>[[Work for Olivier every Friday->REP Introduction][$p = 6, $repday = "Friday"]]<</if>> <<elseif $p eq 6>>Once you make your choice, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> lets you go. You can only hope he wasn't lying when he said that he can negotiate this with <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"I guesss I have a new job,"</b></span> you mutter, before deciding where to head next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $repstatus = 1>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <</if>>
<<if $repstatus eq 1>><<if $p eq 0>>You arrive at the university's Faculty of Social Justice building. It was once home to the university's prestigeous Faculty of Law, but there was some scandal related to a few law alumni about a decade ago. Ever since then, <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> faculty has owned the distinguished old building. <img src="Images/REP/repmisc2.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Right... here we go."</b></span> you mutter, bouncing up the staircase. You really don't have any idea what to expect once you get inside. All kinds of messed up, super kinky stuff, you guess (and hope). There are a few students hanging out near the entrance - two black athlete-looking guys, talking to a petite white girl. Maybe a cheerleader. She gives you a little wave as you pass them by. Inside, you find a rather normal foyer and social room, empty besides a few students getting from one place to another. <img src="Images/REP/repmisc3.jpg" width=500 /> Sitting on one of the couches, a thick book in his lap, is none other than <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span>. [[Approach him->REP Hub][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="olivier"><b>"$femname,"</b></span> he says, before glancing at his watch. <span class="olivier"><b>"And early, too."</b></span> <img src="Images/REP/olivier2.jpg" width=450 /> You give him a nervous smile. <span class="pink"><b>"I guess I was curious about..."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"The operation."</b></span> he says, just a touch quieter than before. <span class="olivier"><b>"Follow me."</b></span> He guides you through the main floor of the Social Justice building, past a rather unintuitive set of hallways to a small, empty office. A dead-end, it seems. After shutting the door and locking it, he knocks against a rather innocent-looking bookshelf. And after a quiet moment, it slides open. <img src="Images/REP/repmisc4.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"You've got to be fucking kidding me..."</b></span> He gives a wry laugh. <span class="olivier"><b>"Everything on the main level is smoke against prying eyes. Flyers, safe spaces, open discussions. We even do weekly trivia to raise money for the homeless."</b></span> He points at the stairwell revealed by the bookcase. <span class="olivier"><b>"Down here is where the real work is done. This is where you'll operate."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Down, down down the rabbit hole...</i></span> you muse, following <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> down the stairs. [[Arrive at REP->REP Hub][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>Things immediately get weird as you arrive at the real headquarters of the Radical Equality Project. <img src="Images/REP/rep1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> leads down a central hallway, with multi doors connecting to it. You glance at the plate attached to the first door: <b>Wokeness Development Center.</b> Inside, a few white girls are watching a a compilation of interracial porn. One girl is even taking notes. All the while, a calm female voice over the sound system slowly explains the social and moral imperative to mate with black men. <img src="Images/REP/repprop1.gif" width=450 /> The next room is simply titled: <b>Reparations Room.</b> Again, you can just barely peer through the door. In it, you spot two cute brunettes services a black faculty member. He sees you watching, and just smiles before turning his attention back to the two students sucking his cock. <img src="Images/REP/repprop2.gif" width=450 /> A third room has a plate reading: <b>Breeding the New World Order.</b> This door is firmly shut. Still, you can hear a woman moaning lewdly. It's pretty obvious what's happening beyond the door. <span class="olivier"><b>"Impressed?" Olivier</b></span> casually asks, as he directs you into a small office. <i>Your</i> office, apparently. <img src="Images/REP/repmisc5.jpg" width=450 /> The plate on the door reads: <b><span class="pink">$femname Finch</span>, Head of Propaganda</b> [[Take a seat->REP Hub][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>You drop into your seat, getting used to the idea of actually working here. At least with your door shut, you won't be able to hear the moaning. Actually, it could serve as useful background noise. <span class="pink"><b>"Sure, I'm impressed. A little freaked out, but impressed."</b></span> you say, as <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> chuckles. <span class="olivier"><b>"Good. Stay honest, $femname. And keep me honest. Someone in this city needs to..."</b></span> He gestures at your computer. <span class="olivier"><b>"The idea is to flood the Internet with subversive images and videos that push impressionable university students towards our way of thinking."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Got it. Make white boys feel inferior and feminine, make white girls feel morally obliged to test darker waters."</b></span> <span class="olivier"><b>"Exactly."</b></span> He nearly heads out before pausing at the door. <span class="olivier"><b>"Start with targeting women. That should be more straightforward. I'll be by in good time to evaluate your process."</b></span> He tosses a stack of bills onto your desk. <img src="Images/REP/repmisc6.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="olivier"><b>"We'll start with three hundred per shift and go from there. Good luck, $femname. Don't disappoint."</b></span> After stuffing the cash down your bra, you log into your computer. [[Let's see what we're working with->REP Hub][$p = 4]] <<set $money += 300>> <<elseif $p eq 4>>On your computer, as you'd hoped, is a massive stash of interracial porn. Most of it seems freshly-made - as in, made by filming the first girls on campus to fall under <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> sway. Curiously, no pictures of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> can be found anywhere. <span class="pink"><i><b>Olivier</b> really seems to care for her. Likely he doesn't want any images of her to be leaked across the Internet.</i></span> After about an hour of messing with photo manipulation software and scrolling through a huge heap of interracial pornography, you've produced your first piece of propaganda. <img src="Images/REP/repprop2.jpg" width=600 /> You spend a while staring at it, slightly because it's hot as fuck, but mostly out of pride. <span class="pink"><i>I made this. And piece by piece, I'm building a whole new world.</i></span> Then you see how late it's gotten, and decide that you've done enough for your first shift. Where to go from here? [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<elseif $time eq "Evening">> <<set $time eq "Night">> <</if>> <<set $repstatus = 2>> <</if>><<else>><<if $p eq 0>>Ready for another shift at the Radical Equality Project, you make your way to the Social Justice building. Like always, there are a few black students at the entrance, together one or two pretty white girls clinging to their hips. As far as the students as concerned, you're just another woke white girl here to make the world a better place. <img src="Images/REP/repmisc2.jpg" width=500 /> Once you're inside, you make your way to the secret staircase. With a practiced flick of your wrist, it opens. <img src="Images/REP/repmisc4.jpg" width=500 /> [[Time to get to work!->REP Hub][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><<set $repset = [1, 2, 3]>>\ \ <<set $repchoice = $repset.pluck()>>\ \ You pass the usual set of rooms on your way to the office.<<if $repchoice eq 1>> Today, you spot a freshman girl in the Wokeness Development Center, casually watching a classmate take ten inches of black cock on a computer screen. <img src="Images/REP/repprop3.gif" width=400 /> <<elseif $repchoice eq 2>> Today, you pass by the Breeding Room just as it opens, and a well-dressed black student shuffles past. Peering inside, you see a beautiful white woman, who you think you recognize from Gender Studies class. She's catching her breath while semen oozes out of her gaping cunt. <img src="Images/REP/repprop4.gif" width=400 /> <<elseif $repchoice eq 3>> Today, you see a busty brunette servicing three cocks at once in the Reparations Room. Judging by the line outside, she'll be in there all day. <img src="Images/REP/repprop5.gif" width=450 /><</if>>\ Then it's time to settle into your office and get to work. [[It's propaganda time!->REP Hub][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>After loading up the REP database of fresh interracial pornography, you crack your fingers and start whipping up a fresh image to seep into the hearts and minds of impressionable white college girls. <<if $repstatus eq 2>>You find a lovely image a naked brunette smiling knowingly as she takes a thick black cock deep inside her pussy. When you look at it, you feel like she already knows the future is black, and she can't wait to experience it. With that in mind, you develop the propaganda piece. <img src="Images/REP/repprop3.jpg" width=500 /> <<elseif $repstatus eq 3>>You decide to create a creampie collage, focusing on building a clear connection in the minds of white women between taking deep deposits of black men's semen into their wombs and advancing reparations and justice. It's clear from <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> work that tying together that sense of moral superiority with a sexual thrill is the secret sauce to turning self-righteous white college girls into sluts for BBC. With that in mind, you develop the propaganda piece. <img src="Images/REP/repprop4.jpg" width=450 /> <<elseif $repstatus eq 4>>You find an image that really strikes a cord with you. A white woman, clearly in ecstasy, servicing two black men at once. Sometimes simplicity is key. Highlighting the pleasure that this image evokes will do wonders for getting more white women to consider pursuing black men. With that in mind, you develop the propaganda piece. <img src="Images/REP/repprop5.jpg" width=500 /> <<elseif $repstatus eq 5>> Ultimately, you need to convince more white women to have biracial children - no matter if they're married or not. Just putting out the idea that having a mixed race child is a statement worth making will help to advance <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier's</b></span> cause. With that in mind, you develop the propaganda piece. <img src="Images/REP/repprop6.jpg" width=450 /> <<elseif $repstatus eq 6>>Racism is a complex issue. You can't simply fuck it away. But <span class="olivier"><b>Olivier</b></span> has taught you that the truth isn't important - swaying hearts and minds is. After finding the perfect image, you decide to push that narrative: that having sex with black men and getting pregnant will actually eradicate racism. With that in mind, you develop the propaganda piece. <img src="Images/REP/repprop7.jpg" width=500 /> <</if>> With your work for the day complete, you collect three hundred dollars from your desk and consider where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<if $time eq "Morning">> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<elseif $time eq "Evening">> <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>> <<if $repstatus lt 6>><<set $repstatus += 1>><</if>> <<set $money += 300>> <</if>><</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>As you run along your usual route, you pass by the suburbs where <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lives. <span class="pink"><i>Maybe this would be a good time to visit <b>Heather</b></i></span> you decide, before taking off down <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> street. Like last time, you go around the house's perimeter. All you can do is hope you run into <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> in her backyard. And it seems that today is your lucky day. <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> is relaxing in her hot tub, looking exceptionally lovely in a revealing purple bikini. <img src="Images/Susan/heather4.jpg" width=450 /> Your eyes meet. <span class="heather"><b>"$femname!"</b></span> she calls out with a wave. <span class="heather"><b>"Look at you go! No wonder you're so fit!"</b></span> You slow down, catching your breath and rather pleased by the compliments. <span class="pink"><b>"Thanks, Heather. You're looking nice, too."</b></span> She laughs, glances down at her body, and rolls her eyes. The woman seriously has no idea how hot she is. <span class="heather"><b>"Come join me. I'll fetch you a glass of water."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Perfect.</i></span> [[Enter Heather's backyard->Heather 2][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>You follow <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> into her house. With her husband and <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> dad, <span class="blue"><b>Brad</b></span> at work at his accounting firm, and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>, of course, studying Social Justice on campus, it's just the two of you inside. <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> wraps her body in a red towel, gets you a tall class of water, and then drops onto one of the couches in her living room. <img src="Images/Susan/heather5.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"This place is so nice,"</b></span> you say, though you've seen it plenty of times before. <span class="heather"><b>"Is it?" Heather</b></span> asks, glancing around the room with a glum look. <span class="heather"><b>"Being a housewife has it's perks, but the 'house' part isn't one of them."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"And the 'wife' part?"</b></span> you ask, teasing. <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> glances around before offering, <span class="heather"><b>"It has its ups and downs."</b></span> You nod. Things are going well. Time to peel back the first layer. <span class="pink"><b>"So you said Susan was sweet as a baby?"</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"Too sweet, even! Saccharine." Heather's</b></span> face lights up as she speaks. <span class="heather"><b>"Oh, I've got pictures!"</b></span> [[Pictures?->Heather 2][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> leaps up so quickly her towel nearly falls off. Steadying herself, she rushes off to fetch a picture book, then returns and plops down right beside you. Beside so close to <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> that your thighs are touching sending a flush of arousal through you. <span class="pink"><i>Focus, $femname. We're on a mission, ere.</i></span> <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> takes her time going over picture after picture of <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> as a baby. <span class="heather"><b>"They really are the best years, $femname. You're so lucky that motherhood is still ahead of you."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Heather, you're really not old at all."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"Oh, stop it. And here..."</b></span> She turns the page. Only to reveal a rather scandalous maternity shot. <img src="Images/Susan/heathermisc7.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="heather"><b>"<i>That</i> shouldn't be there..."</b></span> she says, but she doesn't shut the book. Instead, <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> just stares at it, maybe caught in some pleasant memory. You dare to speak. <span class="pink"><b>"It's really a beautiful thing, isn't it?"</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"Mm?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Pregnancy."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"Oh..."</b></span> she continues to stare. <span class="heather"><b>"Yeah... it's the best."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>And just like that, a seed is planted.</i></span> [[Mission accomplished->Heather 2][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>You finish your glass of water and wish <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> well. Just as you're leaving, she follows you to out the backyard. <span class="heather"><b>"Maybe you could come back sometime, $femname,"</b></span> she offers, while she slips back into the hot tub. <img src="Images/Susan/heather6.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"For sure!"</b></span> you say with an easy smile. <span class="pink"><b>"You're, like, a cooler Susan."</b></span> She rolls her eyes, but you can catch a faint blush to her cheeks. She liked that. A lot. [[Finish your jog->Heather 2][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>You run at a good pace, envigorated by your talk with <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span>. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Home/jog1.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><i><b>Heather</b> is honestly super cool,</i></span> you think, as you jog back to your apartment. <span class="pink"><i>She's also clearly lonely and unhappy. The littlest compliment seems to make her day.</i></span> She is clearly longing for youth, beauty, and attention. Luckily, she's really still arguably young and is <i>definitely</i> beautiful. You'll also get her some attention... soon enough. <span class="pink"><i>I've got to pump up her confidence. She's got to feel like she DESERVES to get bred and make babies.</i></span> You realize what you need to do next. <span class="pink"><i>Her husband, <b>Brad</b>. He's never around and sounds like an absolute loser.</i></span> You nod, planning your next move. <span class="pink"><i>It's time <b>Heather</b> told me all about him.</i></span> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $heatherstatus = 3>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>As you run along your usual route, you pass by the suburbs where <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lives. <span class="pink"><i>Maybe this would be a good time to visit <b>Heather</b></i></span>, you decide, before taking off down <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> street. Like last time, you run around the backyard hedge, hoping to spot <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span>. It isn't hard to find her - this morning she's relaxing by the pool in another revealing bikini. <img src="Images/Susan/heather7.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="heather"><b>"Hey $femname!" Heather</b></span> says, when she spots you entering through the backyard gate. <span class="heather"><b>"Care for a drink?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Always!"</b></span> you reply, following her to the poolside bar. [[Let's get chatty!->Heather 3][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>With almost frightening skill and precision, <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> whips up two perfect margaritas. <img src="Images/Susan/heathermisc8.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So,"</b></span> you say, settling in for a mid-jog tan. <span class="pink"><b>"I've got boy troubles."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>Heather's</b></span> eyes light up. <span class="heather"><b>"Do tell."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"There's this guy..."</b></span> You try to whip up a name. <span class="pink"><b>"... $playername."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"$playername? Susan was dating a boy with that name - not sure what happened to him."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Tons of stuff.</i></span> you almost say. <span class="pink"><b>"Different $playername. Anyway, he's sweet, attentive, affectionate, but..."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"But?"</b></span> You meet her stare. <span class="pink"><b>"He has some... bedroom trouble."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/flaccid1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="heather"><b>"Oh,"</b></span> says <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span>. <span class="heather"><b><i>"Oooooh."</i></b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I like him, but a girl has needs, right? Half the time, he can't get it up. The other half, he's done in like, ten seconds."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> nods, empathetic. But did your ploy work? [[Find out->Heather 3][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> doesn't say anything at first. Instead, she stares at her master bedroom window, a slight frown drawing down her lips. <span class="heather"><b>"Take it from me: run. Run away as fast as possible."</b></span> She takes a long swig of her drink. <span class="heather"><b>"It <i>does not</i> get better. Ever. Run."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Bingo!</i></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What do you mean?"</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"Some guys were made to be good at sex. Some just weren't."</b></span> She smiles, but there's bitterness to her look. <span class="heather"><b>"You have one life, $femname. Find a guy who satisfies you every time."</b></span> You pretend to look upset. <span class="pink"><b>"But I <i>really</i> like him. Couldn't I just... get pleasure on my own? You know, like, masturbate?"</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> rolls her eyes. <span class="heather"><b>"Trust me - that gets really old, really quick."</b></span> You can only imagine how many nights <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> has spent, drilling herself with a dildo and wishing her husband would man up and pound her needy pussy. <img src="Images/Susan/heathersolo1.jpg" width=450 /> You go for it. <span class="pink"><b>"Are you talking about... Brad?"</b></span> [[Heather finishes her drink.->Heather 3][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="heather"><b>"Bradley..." Heather</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="heather"><b>"Bradley is the perfect roommate. Considerate, cleans up after himself, good with money, let's me hog the TV whenever I want..."</b></span> She sighs. <span class="heather"><b>"But a husband needs to be more than that. Maybe I'm crazy, but I'd rather be married to a bit of an asshole who knew how to satisfy his wife than a... a roommate."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That doesn't sound crazy to me."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>"Thanks, $femname." Heather</b></span> says. <span class="heather"><b>"And don't tell Susan about this."</b></span> Right when you think she won't say any more, <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> stands up, walks a few feet away from you, and then gives you a little glamour pose, showing off her thick thighs and her juicy behind. <img src="Images/Susan/heather8.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="heather"><b>"$femname, am I pretty?"</b></span> The question is absolutely insane. <span class="pink"><b>"Honestly, you're fucking gorgeous. Susan wishes she had your body."</b></span> <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> blushes bright crimson. Clearly, you just made her day. She's obviously a little envious of her daughter's youth and beauty. That's useful intel to keep in mind. You decide now is a good time to head out. You made progress, but you don't want to push <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span> too far, too soon. [[Finish your jog->Heather 3][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>You run at a good pace, envigorated by your talk with <span class="heather"><b>Heather</b></span>. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Home/jog1.mp4"></video> <span class="pink"><i><b>Brad</b> is a failure as a lover</i></span>, you think, as you jog back to your apartment. <span class="pink"><i>And he's made <b>Heather</b> doubt her own beauty.</i></span> <span class="pink"><i>I can tell her she's beautiful all day, but I'm just her daughter's friend. She needs GUYS to tell her she's hot. That will get her engine going.</i></span> You realize what you need to do next. <span class="pink"><i>Horny guys are always complimenting MILFs online.</i></span> You nod, planning your next move. <span class="pink"><i>It's time <b>Heather</b> learned about social media.</i></span> [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $heatherstatus = 4>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>It's a text from <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed2.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"You up?"</b></span></span> is all it says. You send her a quick selfie of yourself in bed. <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed5.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"About to go to sleep. What's up?"</b></span></span> Your phone rings. <span class="katie"><b>"Well aren't you just cute as fuck, then?" Katie</b></span> says, the moment you pick up. <span class="pink"><b>"I spent the last two decades with a shitty boy body. Excuse me for taking pictures."</b></span> She laughs, the static of the long-distance call distorting the noise. <span class="katie"><b>"Fair enough. I just wanted to check in - you got your boobies, right? You're Nazarov's number one bitch now?"</b></span> You glance down at your <<if $chest eq 5>>perky hormone tits.<<elseif $chest eq 6>>luscious, natural breasts.<<elseif $chest eq 7>>big, silicone bimbo tits.<</if>> <<if $chest eq 5>><img src="Images/Body/chest5.jpg" width=300 /> <<elseif $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Body/chest6.jpg" width=300 /><<elseif $chest eq 7>><img src="Images/Body/chest7.jpg" width=300 /><</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"I mean, I'm back at work, but I wouldn't say I'm in Nazarov's inner circle. I don't know if he trusts me yet."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> sighs through the phone. <span class="katie"><b>"Yeah, he's kind of a paranoid ass. Comes with the territory, I guess. But I've got a plan."</b></span> [[She always does->Katie Call 2][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="katie"><b>"If he's going to trust you as his second-in-command, you've got to behave as such."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"But I do-"</b></span> She interupts you. <span class="katie"><b>"Oh really? Have you recruited any new waitresses in Nazarov's protitution ring, hot shot?"</b></span> That stops you. You definitely haven't done anything like that. <span class="katie"><b>"Exactly. It's time you found a cutie and got her into the game."</b></span> You shiver at the thought. Whoring <i>yourself</i> out to men for your dad's sake is something you've come to accept, plus it's hot as fuck. You can't imagine tricking some random girl on campus and turning her into a prostitute. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic9.jpg" width=600 /> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> reads your silence well enough. <span class="katie"><b>"Listen, I'm not saying force a girl to spread her legs. Get her into the waitress game. Get her comfortable. If she's into getting a bracelet, cool. Otherwise, whatever - half my staff don't have a single bracelet. We still have a club to run, after all. We can't all be turning tricks."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That <i>is</i> a good point."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> sounds excited. <span class="katie"><b>"Nazarov loves bringing in new girls. Recruit someone you know. Someone you trust. I want allies on the inside, I-"</b></span> She falls silent. [["Katie?"->Katie Call 2][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"Katie?"</b></span> you get a bit worried. <span class="pink"><b>"Katie, are you there?"</b></span> After ten seconds of silence, you hear her shouting at a man in Russian. Then more silence. At least, she picks up again. <span class="katie"><b>"One of Nazarov's thugs is here. I told him I'm talking to my boyfriend from university."</b></span> There's some fumbling noises, and then someone with a thick accent asks you, <span class="mob"><b>"Who are you?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Uhh-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Think of a boy! Think of a boy!</i></span> One particular guy - and his particularly large cock - comes to mind. <img src="Images/Gym/toddcock1.gif" width=400 /> You lower your voice. <span class="blue"><b>"Todd. Todd Power. Who the fuck are you?"</b></span> More fumbling. <span class="katie"><b>"Okay, he's gone."</b></span> She sighs. <span class="katie"><b>"Fuck, I want to go home. The moment Nazarov gives me the clear, I'm buying a plane ticket."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Are you okay?"</b></span> <<if $katielove lte 2>><span class="katie"><b>"I'm fine. You know what to do?"</b></span><<else>><span class="katie"><b>"You're sweet, babe, but don't worry about me. I'm fine. You know what to do?"</b></span><</if>> You glance at the ceiling, trying to think of a girl to recruit. <span class="pink"><b>"Yeah, I'll figure something out."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Alright... take care, hot shot."</b></span> [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<if $katielove gte 4>>[[Ask for a sexy picture before she goes->Katie Call 2][$p = 3]]<<else>><span class="grey">Ask for a sexy picture before she goes</span><</if>> <<set $virginityquest = 11>> <<elseif $p eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"Wait,"</b></span> you say, your clitty stirring to life. <span class="pink"><b>"I miss looking at you."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Are you... are you propositioning me for a smutty photo?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I like the way you say 'smutty.'"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> laughs. <span class="katie"><b>"You're the worst. Give me a sec."</b></span> Five seconds. Ten seconds. <i>Fifteen seconds</i>! <span class="pink"><b>"I'm waaaaaaiting."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Just setting up a timer..."</b></span> she says. Her voice sounds far from the phone. Finally, your phone dings with a new picture. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic10.jpg" width=500 /> Your heart trembles at the sight. <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> really is a whole other level of beauty. <span class="katie"><b>"I'm so bored here, the blue snake is getting a lot of work in."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Fuck... I wish <i>I</i> was your blue snake."</b></span> The <i>vruuuum</i> of a vibrator switching on rattles through the phone. <span class="katie"><b>"Keep talking like that, and you will be."</b></span> After a few more lewd comments traded back and forth, you leave <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> to her fun. [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You arrive at your usual spot on campus, waiting for <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to join you on your weekly jog. After a few minutes, she arrives, looking sexy as hell and visibly excited. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog5.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Guess what!"</b></span> she says, jogging on the spot. <span class="pink"><b>"Um... what?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"We're going shopping!"</b></span> And just like that, she takes off. You hurry after her, all kinds of confused. <span class="pink"><b>"Shopping?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"I was doing some reading online last night and I found this store and..."</b></span> She looks at you and grins. <span class="susan"><b>"You'll see!"</b></span> Soon enough, the two of you arrive at a small store. An adult toy store. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog6.jpg" width=450 /> [[Curious, you follow Susan inside->Susan Jog Open 5][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>The adult toy store is nearly empty, and looks clean and well put-together. Maybe even nicer than Fem World's massive toy section. <span class="pink"><b>"So you read about a toy online?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Your investigative skills are second-to-none, babe." Susan</b></span> says, before pointing. <span class="susan"><b>"There it is!"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog7.jpg" width=450 /> It's a pink... thing. You guess that one end goes inside the vagina. Maybe. <span class="pink"><b>"What is it?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> picks it up, giddy as a mouse on cocaine. <span class="susan"><b>"It's a Lush Remote Control Vibrator. It has an app, babe. An <i>app</i>."</b></span> You glance at the price tag. <span class="pink"><b>"And it costs four hundred dollars."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Yeah, probably because it's <i>amazing</i>."</b></span> She follows you as you walk down the aisle, waving the pink toy in your face. <span class="susan"><b>"Let's buy it. Let's buy it. Let's buy it!"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> really wants this thing... [[Refuse outright.->Susan Jog Open 5][$p = 2, $i = 1]] <<if $money gte 200>>[[Split the cost, half each->Susan Jog Open 5][$p = 2, $i = 2]]<<else>><span class="grey">Split the cost, half each</span><</if>> <<if $money gte 400>>[[Buy it for her. Susan's happiness is priceless, after all->Susan Jog Open 5][$p = 2, $i = 3]]<<else>><span class="grey">Buy it for her. Susan's happiness is priceless, after all</span><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 2>><<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"I've got focus on saving my dad right now, babe. You know that."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> slumps over, defeated. <span class="susan"><b>"You know, a little sexy morale boost wouldn't hurt us or your dad."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I said no."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Fine!"</b></span> She puts away the toy and stomps out of the store. <span class="susan"><b>"I didn't want to go jogging with you, anyway!"</b></span> You groan and chase after her, but she's long gone by the time you exit the store. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I could have handled that better.</i></span> <<if $susanlove eq 0>><b><i><span class="susan">Susan</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point - or would have, but love points can't drop below zero.</i></b><<else>><b><i><span class="susan">Susan</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $susanlove -= 1>> \ <</if>> <<elseif $i eq 2>><span class="pink"><b>"How about we split it - half and half?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lights up. <span class="susan"><b>"Deal!"</b></span> Together you go to the cashier and ring up the purchase. As far as she can tell, you're two cute lesbians off for an afternoon of teasing and fun. She's almost right. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $remotevibe = 1>> \ <<set $money -= 200>>\ <<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="pink"><b>"Alright, I'll buy it for you. A gift for being the best girlfriend around."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> lights up. <span class="susan"><b>"What! No way, we'll split it"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Relax, babe. This one's on me. It's the least I could do, honest."</b></span> Her reply is to lean in for a brief, loving kiss. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss3.jpg" width=550 /> Together you go to the cashier and ring up the purchase. As far as she can tell, you're two cute lesbians off for an afternoon of teasing and fun. She's almost right. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $remotevibe = 1>> \ <<set $money -= 400>>\ <b><i><span class="susan">Susan</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $susanlove += 1>> \ <</if>> [[Time to finish the jog->Susan Jog Open 5][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>><<if $i eq 1>>You finish the jog alone, having scared <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> away. When you get home, you send her a text apologizing, and she replies that it's not a big deal. Still, you feel kind of like an asshole. [[Now what?->Your Bedroom]] <<else>>You and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> finish the jog by running to her house together. <span class="pink"><b>"So, when are we going to try out the new toy?"</b></span> you ask, curious. <span class="susan"><b>"I've got an idea. I'll let you know."</b></span> When you arrive at her house, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> glances around the street to make sure the two of you are alone. Then, she whips off her top in a flash and tosses it on the ground. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog9.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="susan"><b>"Ah, much better."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Susan! Someone could see!"</b></span> you tell her, snatching up her discarded top. She winks at you. <span class="susan"><b>"That's what makes it so exciting!"</b></span> She glances around. <span class="susan"><b>"Do you dare me to get naked?"</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> exhibitionism kink is still growing, it appears. Is this the kind of thing you want to encourage? [[Dare her to get naked->Susan Jog Open 5][$p = 4, $i = 1]] [[Get her dressed before someone sees->Susan Jog Open 5][$p = 4, $i = 2]]<</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $susanjog = 5>> <<elseif $p eq 4>><<if $i eq 1>>The idea of your girlfriend getting more and more daring in public is just way too hot to pass up. <span class="pink"><b>"Okay, get naked."</b></span> you tell her. She bites her lip at your commanding tone, obviously aroused. <span class="pink"><b>"Get naked, and flash your pussy and that pretty little asshole of yours at the street for one whole minute."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> doesn't hesitate. her shorts and panties slip off in a moment, and then she climbs onto the bench on her front porch. As if that wasn't enough, spreads apart her asscheeks so she can put herself fully on display for the neighbourhood. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog8.jpg" width=450 /> You take out your phone to catch her act on video. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> sits perfectly still as time passes. The street appears empty... ... untill the thirty second mark, when a car rolls slowly by. <img src="Images/Susan/susanjog10.jpg" width=450 /> In the car is a lone business man. He stares long and hard at <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> pink holes as he passes, not entirely sure what he's looking at. <span class="pink"><b>"And that's a minute."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> collapses in a heap, her chest heaving in lust. <span class="susan"><b>"That was... so much fun..."</b></span> She heads inside, leaving you to ponder just how kinky and daring <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> might get with your encouragement... <<set $susanexhibitionist += 1>> <<else>>This is stupid. You're happy to get as kinky as possible in private, but this just won't end well. You toss the top to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Get dressed, babe. This is one hundred percent illegal."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Awww,"</b></span> she says, pulling on her top and covering her breasts. <span class="susan"><b>"Maybe you're right. Good thing I've got my guardian angel."</b></span> She heads inside, leaving you to wonder what could have happened, if you'd been a bit more open to the idea.<</if>> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>After a relatively mundane Feminization Class, you find yourself wandering campus, thinking over your last conversation with <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <img src="Images/University/campus day2.jpg" width=550 /> <span class="pink"><i>If I'm going to get into <b>Nazarov's</b> inner circle, I'll need to recruit a new waitress. And <b>Katie</b> seems to think I should recruit someone I know. Someone I trust...</i></span> <span class="pink"><i>But who?</i></span> You think through your options. Obviously, you could recruit <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <img src="Images/Susan/susan27.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $susancuck eq 0>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> always has your back. <i>And</i> she knows about what's really going on with your dad, so she'll probably want to help. The only problem is you'll be pulling her into your semi-fucked up situation. Until now, you've been able to keep her clear of it.<<elseif $susancuck eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> looks sexy as a goddess in any kind of Halloween costume. She'd be the perfect addition to the Cauldron waitress staff. The only trouble is that she's so focused on serving black men and getting bred right now. It might be tough to convince her.<</if>> Another option worth considering is <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span>. <img src="Images/Gym/olivia6.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="olivia"><b>Olivia</b></span> is bubbly, sweet as pie, and loves helping people - she'd be a great waitress.<<if ($oliviaquestchoice eq "loyal") or ($oliviaquestchoice eq "cade")>> She'd probably be easy enough to convince - easy, well-paying part-time jobs are always in demand.<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "matchmaker")>> She might be a little tough to convince, though. She has been pretty focused on <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span>, lately... would she see this as a distraction?<<elseif ($oliviaquestchoice eq "puppetmaster")>> But she's devoting a lot of her energy towards building an addiction to big black cock... you don't want to distract her.<</if>> <<if ($competition eq "olivia") and ($massagequest gte 3)>>You also have to consider the fact that she's been spending quite a bit of time with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> lately. Do you want to support a girl who's got her eye on your best friend?<</if>> [[Of course, there are other, more exotic options.->Cauldron Planning][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>Everyone loves a biological woman, but women could in other flavors, too. You're <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> first foray into the world of sissy waitresses, and you've been at least somewhat a success, so far. <span class="pink"><i>Could I recruit a second trans waitress?</i></span> If you dared, you could try to pull in <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span>. <img src="Images/University/rachel9.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> is clever, well-spoken, and all kinds of ambition. Not to mention sexy as fuck, too. She'd be a better waitress than you are, likely as not. The trouble is, she might go so far as to steal away <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> attention - she's always been pretty competitive. Plus, would she even agree to your offer? And then, of course, there's <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>. <img src="Images/University/becky7.jpg" width=450 /> Kind, caring, and always eager to make a friend, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> would easily become one of the Cauldron's most loved waitresses. She's a bit of a ditz, but most customers would forgive her - she's just that kind of girl. <<if $competition eq "olivia">>She's probably a safe bet.<<elseif $massagequest gte 3>>The one concern that she's been getting kind of close to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span>. Do you want to help a girl that has her eyes on your best friend?<</if>> [[Tough choices, all around->Cauldron Planning][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="pink"><i>I'll want to act fast and connect with the best girl for the job.</i></span> You pause, considering something else. <span class="pink"><i>Or maybe I could recruit more than one? What if I had a whole shift of waitresses that were more loyal to me than <b>Nazarov</b>?</i></span> With that in mind, you wonder where to head next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $virginityquest = 12>> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>><span class="pink"><b>"Susan,"</b></span> you say, not sure how best to approach this, <span class="pink"><b>"There's actually something I need to ask you."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Ask, then."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"There's this job. Um, an opportunity."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"This better not be some pyramid scheme, $femname..."</b></span> she says, already looking bored. You laugh, just a bit nervously. <span class="pink"><b>"Nothing like that. I'm hoping you could work at the Cauldron with me. As a... waitress."</b></span> The moment the words are out of your mouth, you realize that this won't work. <span class="susan"><b>"Me? As a waitress?" Susan</b></span> asks, bemused. <span class="susan"><b>"Um, I didn't think I needed to do this, but I guess I do."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You really don't..."</b></span> She ignores you. <span class="susan"><b>"Time for your lesson, $femname. New World Order, 101."</b></span> [[Seems like it's lesson time->Susan Cuck Virgin Waitress][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>"There's a new hierarchy coming." Susan</b></span> says, as she takes your laptop and starts loading up a website. <span class="susan"><b>"And each of us has our destined role."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"The top of the pyramid goes to alpha male. Our leaders. Our lovers."</b></span> She shows you the image she's pulled onto your laptop. <img src="Images/Susan/nwo1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"They take what they want, when they want. Then just below them we have our white queens. Wives. Breeders. Mothers. We're to be served by those below us so we can focus our attention on our biological imperative - filling our wombs with black seed and making babies."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/nwo2.jpg" width=800 /> <span class="susan"><b>"And then we have white sissies. Servants, babysitters, and sexual objects. That's you."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/nwo3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="susan"><b>"And the rest do manual labor." Susan</b></span> gives you a cold look. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm never going to <i>work</i> a day in my life. And besides, I might already be pregnant.</b></span> You watch as she saves all the images she found onto a folder on your desktop labelled: <b>For independent study daily</b>. <span class="pink"><b>"Alright, I get it. Pretend I never asked."</b></span> She smiles sweetly. <span class="susan"><b>"That's exactly what I plan to do."</b></span> [[Well, it was worth a shot.->Susan Cuck Virgin Waitress][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>The rest of the date goes smoothly enough. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> makes a few snide remarks about stupid your idea was, but otherwise it's forgotten. <span class="susan"><b>"See you, $femname," Susan</b></span> says as she leaves, before kissing you on the lips. <img src="Images/Susan/susankiss1.jpg" width=450 /> Once she leaves, you figure it's about time you went to sleep. [[Bedtime!->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <<set $time = "Night">> <</if>>
You head to your Feminization Class, curious as to what <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> has in store for you today. When you arrive, <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> and <span class="rachel"><b>Rachel</b></span> are already at their seats. <<set $sissyclassset = [1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6]>>\ \ <<set $sissyclasschoice = $sissyclassset.pluck()>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 1>> \ <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> leads the three of you through an 'hour of inspiration.' Specifically, the hour is meant to inspire you to stretch your boypussy out in order to improve its elasticity and strengthen the connection in your mind between large insertions and sexual pleasure. For the hour, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> shows the three of you videos of women stuffing massive toys inside their assholes, crying out in exhultant pleasure with each extra inch they push inside. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass11.gif" width=350 /> \ At the end of the hour, your asspussy is tingling, and <span class="becky "><b>Becky</b></span> looks like she's drooling onto her desk. <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 2>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> goes over the value of anal bleaching and how it has empowered more women to experience the pleasures of anal sex. She walks you through how much more attractive assholes - and boypussies! - look once fully bleached. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass1.jpg" width=700 /> \ <span class="teacher"><b>"Lucky for you, I have a large supply of experimental bleaching formula that I will be testing on the three of you over the next few weeks. Bend over. Now."</b></span> Not wanting to upset <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span>, you and your classmates bend over and let her apply her experimental anal bleaching cream. <img src="Images/University/bentover.jpg" width=400 /> \ It stings a bit, but you can tell it's already working hard to make your sensitive boypussy as sexy as can be. <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 3>> \ Today, just as <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> is starting her lesson, <span class="becky "><b>Becky's</b></span> phone rings. She promises to shut it off, but five minutes later it rings again. Decided some group punishment is the only solution to this disrespect, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> calls in a group of Gender Studies grad students to help her mete it out. And all of the grad students, as it turns out, are men. The rest of the lesson involves you and your two classmates bent over while the grad students take turns slapping your asses until they're too red to sit on. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass12.gif" width=400 /> \ It's a hard lesson, but you find it weirdly sensual. You're not sure whether the burly grad student noticed when you came, <i>hard</i>, during a particularly intense round of slapping. <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 4>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> quizzes the class's ability to determine if a series of outfits worn by women outside should be viewed as <span class="boss"><b>demeaning</b></span> or <span class="cade"><b>empowering</b></span>. As it turns out, every outfit - no matter how lewd, no matter how revealing, no matter sexual - is in fact empowering and advances the cause of feminism. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass2.jpg" width=400 /> \ You take serious notes throughout the class, and pick up a few new ideas for your wardrobe, too. <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 5>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> quizzes the class's ability to determine if a series of outfits worn by women outside should be viewed as <span class="boss"><b>demeaning</b></span> or <span class="cade"><b>empowering</b></span>. As it turns out, every outfit - no matter how lewd, no matter how revealing, no matter sexual - is in fact empowering and advances the cause of feminism. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass3.jpg" width=400 /> \ You take serious notes throughout the class, and pick up a few new ideas for your wardrobe, too. <</if>>\ \ <<if $sissyclasschoice eq 6>> \ Today, <span class="teacher"><b>Ms. Domina</b></span> quizzes the class's ability to determine if a series of outfits worn by women outside should be viewed as <span class="boss"><b>demeaning</b></span> or <span class="cade"><b>empowering</b></span>. As it turns out, every outfit - no matter how lewd, no matter how revealing, no matter sexual - is in fact <span class="cade"><b>empowering</b></span> and advances the cause of feminism. <img src="Images/University/sissyclass4.jpg" width=400 /> \ You take serious notes throughout the class, and pick up a few new ideas for your wardrobe, too. <</if>>\ \ As class wraps up in the early evening, you receive your fifty dollar payment and then think about where to go next. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<if ($virginityquest gte 12) and ($cauldronbecky eq 0) and not hasVisited("Fem Class 3 Becky")>>[[Try to recruit Becky to the Cauldron->Fem Class 3 Becky]]<</if>> <<if ($virginityquest gte 12) and ($cauldronrachel eq 0)>><span class="grey"><b>Rachel</b> Cauldron recruitment not available in v0.4.</span><</if>> <<set $time = "Evening">> <<set $money += 50>> <<set $femclass += 1>> <<set $p = 0>>
<<if $p eq 0>><span class="pink"><b>"Hey, Becky!"</b></span> you say, catching up with your classmate after Feminization Class. <span class="pink"><b>"Where are you off to in a hurry?"</b></span> <img src="Images/University/becky8.jpg" width=450 /> \ <span class="becky"><b>"$femname!!!"</b></span> she squeals, before lowering her voice. <span class="becky"><b>"You really want to know?"</b></span> You're both curious and a bit concerned. Say what you will about <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>, she's a bit odd. Who knows what she could be up to on a $day afternoon... <span class="pink"><b>"Uhh.... sure, try me."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> gestures for you lean in. <span class="becky"><b>"Every $day after class, I meet up with this engineering student. He's a bit of a chunkster but kind of cute. And then I-"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"-Yeah, I get it. I don't need details-"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"-sell him my panties for like two hundred bucks."</b></span> You stop in your tracks. <img src="Images/Hospital/waitwhat.gif" width=450 /> \ <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> beams. <span class="becky"><b>"Yeah, I wear the same pair of panties all week, then he buys them. I'm, like, a business genius."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"What if I had a... better way for you to make a bit of money?"</b></span> [[Pitch the Cauldron to Becky->Fem Class 3 Becky][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"What do you know about the Cauldron?"</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> shrugs. <span class="becky"><b>"Halloween all year round. And cheap booze. Oh - oh - and they sell bubble gum ice cream!"</b></span> As you nod along, you load up a Cauldron webpage advertisement. <<if $susancuck eq 1>>This one just so happens have <i>you</i> on it, front and center.<<else>>It's the ad <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> showed you.<</if>> <img src="Images/Cauldron/ad1.jpg" width=500 /> \ <span class="becky"><b>"Kind of looks like a BDSM den..." Becky's</b></span> voice trails off, then she looks you dead in the eye. <span class="becky"><b>"Wait... $femname - is that <i>you</i>!?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"I'm... kind of a big deal, there."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> basically jumps for joy, right in the middle of campus. Multiple people look over. <span class="becky"><b>"That's <i>soooooo</i> cool. I didn't think they let girls like us work there."</b></span> Before you can even offer her a job, she's holding your waist and pressed against you, her tiny clitty pushing against yours, under both your skirts. <span class="becky"><b>"Can I work there? Please. Please. <i>Pleeeeaaaase</i>-"</b></span> This is going way better than expected. You might even be able to get something out of it... [[Recruit Becky to the Cauldron->Fem Class 3 Becky][$p = 2, $i = 1]] [[Charge her a 200 entry fee->Fem Class 3 Becky][$p = 2, $i = 2]] [[Charge her a 400 entry fee->Fem Class 3 Becky][$p = 2, $i = 3]] [[Charge her a 600 entry fee->Fem Class 3 Becky][$p = 2, $i = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 2>><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> whips out her phone and shows you a picture from last Halloween. <img src="Images/University/becky9.jpg" width=400 /> \ <span class="becky"><b>"Every good gurl has her Zero Suit Samus moment, right? Look at that cute bitch. I'd be the best waitress everrrr!"</b></span> <<if $i eq 1>><span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> your friend. You're not going to charge her to do <i>you</i> a favor and work at the Cauldron. <span class="pink"><b>"Becky, you're in. That's why I wanted to talk to you. You're going to be the Cauldron's newest waitress."</b></span><<elseif $i eq 2>>It wouldn't hurt to snag a <i>little</i> bit of money from <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span>. You're trying to save your dad, after all. <span class="pink"><b>"There's a two hundred dollar entry fee, and then you're in the clear."</b></span> She's got her purse open the very next moment. <span class="becky"><b>"Well then consider me in the clear, biatch."</b></span> <<set $money += 200>>\ <<elseif $i eq 3>><span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> obviously wants to work for you. She won't miss four hundred dollars, will she? <span class="pink"><b>"There's a four hundred dollar entry fee, and then you're in the clear."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Four hundred? That's serious dough."</b></span> She's opens her purse, all the same. <span class="becky"><b>"Worth it, though. I'm make it back quick."</b></span> <<set $money += 400>>\ <<elseif $i eq 4>>Time to cash in. <span class="pink"><b>"There's a six hundred dollar entry fee, and then you're in the clear."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>"Six hundred? That's just way too much!"</b></span> She's opens her purse and digs through it in an exaggerated fashion. <span class="becky"><b>"I don't think I can afford that."</b></span> Shit. You didn't plan for this. <span class="pink"><b>"Um, I could give you a discount?"</b></span> But <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> shakes her head. <span class="becky"><b>"Nah, this feels a little shady. I'm just going to stick to panty-selling."</b></span> She heads off, waving. <span class="becky"><b>"See you, $femname!"</b></span> Well... that didn't go well. [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <</if>> <<if $i lte 3>>You explain to <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> that she'll need to come to the Cauldron on a day you're working - Tuesday, Thursday, or Saturday - so you can take some glamour shots. Once she promises to be there, you part ways. <span class="pink"><i>Welcome to the club, <b>Becky</b>.</i></span> [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] [[Go to The Cauldron->Cauldron Entry]] [[Go to the gym->Gym Entry]] [[Go to the hospital->Hospital Entry]] <<set $cauldronbecky = 1>><</if>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You spot <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> waiting for you just outside your dressing room. Waving to her, you invite her in. <span class="becky"><b>"This. Place. Is. A. <i>SCENE</i>."</b></span> she says, more than a bit impressed. <span class="becky"><b>"I can't believe I get to work here."</b></span> You smile, and point at the trunks and boxes all full of costumes and accessories, some more revealing than others. <span class="pink"><b>"I just need to run your photos past the boss - don't worry, he'll love you. So pick out an outfit and let's get you modelling."</b></span> <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> leaps into the costumes with glee, making a mess of the dressing room but eventually finding exactly what she wants. <span class="becky"><b>"Look at this lingerie!"</b></span> she says, holding up a flimsy strip of white lace. <span class="becky"><b>"I'll be like a slutty bride!"</b></span> Once she's made-up and dressed, you get your phone ready and start snapping pictures. <img src="Images/University/beckyglamour3.jpg" width=400 /> You start with a tall full-body shot, getting a good view of her legs, her frame, and her expression. <img src="Images/University/beckyglamour4.jpg" width=400 /> Next you shift to her to a sitting position. A bit more sultry, a bit more personality. Will <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> notice that tiny little bulge between her legs? It may as well be a mound of Venus. At your suggestion <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> shrugs off the lingerie and gives you a perfect shot of her pert behind and her little hormone titties. <img src="Images/University/beckyglamour2.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="becky"><b>"Is your boss a perv?"</b></span> she asks, sounding like she hopes he is. <span class="pink"><b>"He just needs the full picture..."</b></span> [[Get the full picture->Virgin Waitress Shift Becky][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>The reveal that <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> is, in fact, trans, will be the last shot of the set. Your plan is to lure <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> in with her beauty, so when he sees her full body, his lust will decide for him that she's worth any kind of risk. <span class="becky"><b>Becky</b></span> seems to sense the importance of this shot, and digs out of a box of fake rose petals from one of the closets. <span class="becky"><b>"Just call me American Beauty"</b></span> she teases, lying down among the bed of petals. She gives you a heart-melting look. <img src="Images/University/beckyglamour1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Oh my God. Becky, you could be a model."</b></span> you tell her, scrolling through the image set. she checks it out herself, and you can tell by the red in her cheeks that she's impressed. Once she's changed and heads home, you figure it's about time you started your shift. <span class="pink"><i>I'll need to go see <b>Nazarov</b> in his office on an evening I'm not working. I'll show him the photos then and get <b>Becky</b> hired.</i></span> [[Start your shift->Virgin Waitress Shift 2]] \ <<elseif $p eq 2>>When you enter, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is busy writing in a notebook at his desk, but closes it as you step in. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $nazarovlove eq 0>><span class="boss"><b>"$femname, I am a very busy man."</b></span> He studies you coldly. <span class="boss"><b>"This had better be important."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"$femname,"</b></span> he says, rather warmly. <span class="boss"><b>"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"</b></span><</if>> <<if $nazarovlove neq 0>><span class="pink"><b>"Mr. Nazarov."</b></span> you say, smiling and pushing out your chest a bit for his pleasure.<<else>>You cut straight to the point.<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"I've got a new potential waitress. She's perfect."</b></span> He leans in, guarded but curious. <span class="boss"><b>"I'll be the judge of that. I trust you have photos?"</b></span> You send the photos off with a few clicks, and a moment later he has them pulled up on his laptop. <span class="pink"><b>"Her name is Rebecca."</b></span> you say, as he examines the first photo. <span class="pink"><b>"She's a student at the university, and she needs some extra income."</b></span> <img src="Images/University/beckyglamour4.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Petite." Nazarov</b></span> says, scrolling to the second photo. <span class="boss"><b>"But there is something to her face that is entrancing. Can she flirt?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's all she knows how to do."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Perfect. There's beauty to her stare. She shows promise. With training, she could..."</b></span> [[He reaches the final photo->Virgin Waitress Shift Becky][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>He stares long and hard at it, his face falling into a scowl. <img src="Images/University/beckyglamour1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Explain."</b></span> he eventually orders. You prepared for this. <span class="pink"><b>"Sissy waitresses <i>work</i>. I'm proof of that. It's time to expand the business."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Such an expansion would be <i>my</i> decision to make. Not yours."</b></span> You dare to push him a little <span class="pink"><b>"So make it."</b></span> Quiet follows. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> glances back at <span class="becky"><b>Becky's</b></span> clitty. <span class="boss"><b>"She'll need to be caged during working hours."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Agreed."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"If this goes poorly, I <i>will</i> hold you responsible."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Of course."</b></span> He relents with a sigh. <span class="boss"><b>"Hire her. As recruiting supervisor, you'll receive a small fraction of her income."</b></span> Then he gestures to the door. <span class="boss"><b>"Now go. I have work to do."</b></span> [[Go home for the night->Your Bedroom]] <<if ($nazarovlove gte 1) and ($nazarovblow eq 0)>>[[Help Nazarov relax->Virgin Waitress Shift Blow][$p = 0]]<<elseif $nazarovblow eq 0>><span class="grey"><b>Help Nazarov relax</b></span><</if>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $cauldronbecky = 3>> <<if $virginityquest eq 12>> <<set $virginityquest = 13>><</if>> <</if>> <<if $p eq 0>><<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $cauldronbecky = 2>> <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>You spot <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> waiting for you just outside your dressing room. Waving to her, you invite her in. <span class="susan"><b>"So this is where it all goes down."</b></span> she says, pensive. <span class="susan"><b>"I can't believe you've been doing this in secret for so long."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Susan, I-"</b></span> She stops you. <span class="susan"><b>"That came out wrong. I mean I'm <i>impressed</i>, babe. You're such a badass. Now,"</b></span> She walks towards you with a sway to her hips. <span class="susan"><b>"I'm here for my photo shoot."</b></span> You smile, and point at the trunks and boxes all full of costumes and accessories, some more revealing than others. <span class="pink"><b>"I just need to run your photos past the boss - don't worry, he'll love you. So pick out an outfit and let's started."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> starts working through the assorted outfits, but it doesn't take long for her to find what she wants. <span class="susan"><b>"I think I'll go with the slutty schoolgirl"</b></span> she says, holding up a plain and rather modest outfit. <span class="susan"><b>"Play to your strengths, right?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"You can make anything pop, as long as your pose right."</b></span> <span class="susan"><b>"Are these poses going to be... <i>revealing</i>?"</b></span> she teases. <span class="susan"><b>"I mean, for a trumped-up brothel, I'd expect nothing less."</b></span> Once she's made-up and dressed, you get your phone ready and start snapping pictures. <img src="Images/Susan/susanglamour1.jpg" width=400 /> You start by setting up the scene. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> was right - she can really sell 'the innocent little school girl with a slutty secret' vibe well. Her smile seems to suggest she scores straight A's and sucks big D's all at the same time. <img src="Images/Susan/susanglamour2.jpg" width=400 /> next you shift to a kind of classic pin-up pose. A perfect panty shot, with the added benefit of giving <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> a great view of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> round, grabbable ass. <span class="pink"><b>"Can I see a bit more skin?"</b></span> you ask, uncertain how far <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> is willing to go. <span class="susan"><b>"Skin?"</b></span> she asks, feigning innocence as she peels down her top. <span class="susan"><b>"Like this??"</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanglamour3.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Perfect. Now, I just need a final shot. Something extra"</b></span> [[Susan lowers her skirt->Virgin Waitress Shift Susan][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> shimmies her panties down her legs, then raises her knees. <span class="susan"><b>"I know how boys work, babe."</b></span> she says, winking. <span class="susan"><b>"Give him everything, but give him nothing. Tease him to hell and back."</b></span> Your breathing gets heavy as you angle the shot just right. You want to get a bit of <span class="susan"><b>Susan's</b></span> perfect pussy in view, but only a hint of it. It should almost look like an accidental reveal. <img src="Images/Susan/susanglamour4.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Babe, it's perfect."</b></span> you tell her, scrolling through the image set. she checks it out herself, and you can tell by the red in her cheeks that she's impressed. <span class="susan"><b>"So now some random guy will have nude photos of me."</b></span> she says, <span class="susan"><b>"Actually, not just any random - a <i>mob boss</i>."</b></span> You raise a finger to her lips. <span class="pink"><b>"Microphones,"</b></span> you whisper. <span class="pink"><b>"He won't share them. And besides, you're kind of turned on by the idea."</b></span> She blushes. <span class="susan"><b>"I can't help it! It's fucked up and that makes it kind of hot."</b></span> Once <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> gets changed and heads home, you figure it's about time you started your shift. <span class="pink"><i>I'll need to go see <b>Nazarov</b> in his office on an evening I'm not working. I'll show him the photos then and get <b>Susan</b> hired.</i></span> [[Start your shift->Virgin Waitress Shift 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>When you enter, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> is busy writing in a notebook at his desk, but closes it as you step in. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.jpg" width=400 /> <<if $nazarovlove eq 0>><span class="boss"><b>"$femname, I am a very busy man."</b></span> He studies you coldly. <span class="boss"><b>"This had better be important."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"$femname,"</b></span> he says, rather warmly. <span class="boss"><b>"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"</b></span><</if>> <<if $nazarovlove neq 0>><span class="pink"><b>"Mr. Nazarov."</b></span> you say, smiling and pushing out your chest a bit for his pleasure.<<else>>You cut straight to the point.<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"I've got a new potential waitress. She's perfect."</b></span> He leans in, guarded but curious. <span class="boss"><b>"I'll be the judge of that. I trust you have photos?"</b></span> You send the photos off with a few clicks, and a moment later he has them pulled up on his laptop. <span class="pink"><b>"Her name is Susan."</b></span> you say, as he examines the first photo. <span class="pink"><b>"She's a student at the university, and she needs some extra income."</b></span> <img src="Images/Susan/susanglamour1.jpg" width=400 /> You decided against revealing your relationship with <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. If she's going to be your secret ally against the mob, it's best that <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> doesn't suspect that she's committed to you. <span class="boss"><b>"She has a false innocence to her." Nazarov</b></span> says, scrolling to the second photo. <span class="boss"><b>"Very endearing. That will sell well"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"That's what I thought."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Perfect. We'll have to work through that shyness of hers. In time..."</b></span> [[He reaches the final photo->Virgin Waitress Shift Susan][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>He stares long and hard at it, a dark smile taking him <img src="Images/Susan/susanglamour4.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Oh... she's a marvel, isn't she?"</b></span> he eventually says. <span class="pink"><b>"She's special, yeah."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> glances at you. <span class="boss"><b>"If I hire her, and things go poorly, I <i>will</i> hold you responsible."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Of course."</b></span> He nods, pleased. <span class="boss"><b>"Then it's done. And as recruiting supervisor, you'll receive a small fraction of her income."</b></span> Then he gestures to the door. <span class="boss"><b>"Now go. I have work to do."</b></span> [[Go home for the night->Your Bedroom]] <<if ($nazarovlove gte 1) and ($nazarovblow eq 0)>>[[Help Nazarov relax->Virgin Waitress Shift Blow][$p = 0]]<<elseif $nazarovblow eq 0>><span class="grey"><b>Help Nazarov relax</b></span><</if>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<set $cauldronsusan = 3>> <<if $virginityquest eq 12>> <<set $virginityquest = 13>><</if>> <</if>> <<if $p eq 0>><<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $cauldronsusan = 2>><</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>Instead of leaving, you take slow steps towards the desk, you hips swaying with the movement. <span class="pink"><b>"I could help you relax, Mr. Nazarov..."</b></span> you whisper, palms on the desk, cleavage spilling out of your top. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> gazes deeply into your eyes, maybe looking for a trick. His stare sends a shiver of lust down your spine. <<if $chest eq 7>>Then his eyes dip to your big, silicone tits.<</if>> Without a word, he glances down below his desk. Understanding what he wants, you lower yourself to the ground, and crawl on your hands and knees towards him. He already has his cock sticking out of his pants, and it rapidly stiffens as you near. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob1.webm"></video> You get to work sucking on his cock, your nose filled with its strong, musky scent. Its rich taste on your tongue. For his part, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> simply opens up his notebook and gets back to work. You're not his primary focus - your just a willing mouth, sucking his dick on a $day night. For some reason, that thought makes you warm with rising lust, and your clitty <<if $chastity eq 0>>grows to its full four inches in your panties<<else>> pushes weakly against your chastity cage<</if>>. <span class="pink"><i>I'm only doing this to win his trust...</i></span> you tell yourself, but the thought sounds hollow. The truth is, you <i>like</i> sucking <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> cock underneath is desk. It makes you feel good. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob10.gif" width=400 /> Resting against your chin, his large ballsack tightens against his groin. He's going to cum. Your throat distends in anticipation of his salty load. [[Serve as Nazarov's cum bucket->Virgin Waitress Shift Blow][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>You take hold of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> cock just as he cums, rapidly stroking it to force out every drop. Semen sprays the back of your mouth, its perfect bitterness soaking your tongue and teeth. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob11.gif" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Show me" Nazarov</b></span> orders. After giving his cock one last lick from base to head to slurp up the last of his cum, you crawl out from under his desk and gaze at him. With your tongue out, he can see his entire load sitting in the back of your mouth. <span class="boss"><b>"You're a good slut, aren't you, $femname?"</b></span> You feel yourself nodding, drawn in by his piercing gaze. <span class="pink"><i>I'm your slut, <b>Mr. Nazarov...</b></i></span> <span class="boss"><b>"Swallow."</b></span> You obey immediately, swallowing your boss's load. You can feel its thick warmth oozing down your throat and coming to a rest in your stomach. It taste lingers on your breath. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob12.gif" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"You can go now, $femname."</b></span> You rise with a smile. But just as you take one step away, his hard grip takes hold off your curvy bottom. <span class="boss"><b>"You are exceptional, aren't you?"</b></span> he asks, fondling your ass cheeks. <span class="pink"><b>"Yes, Mr. Nazarov."</b></span> He gives you hard slap on the rump. That sets off a wave of pleasure in your body, and you wince as your pelvic muscles spasm, and a small orgasm sweeps through you. Your knees almost buckle. <span class="pink"><b>"<i>Ooooh...</i>"</b></span> you moan. <span class="boss"><b>"Did you just..."</b></span> He stands. <span class="boss"><b>"Show me your panties. Now."</b></span> Burning red with shame and lust, you slip out of your panties in front of <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> you can't hide what just happened. <img src="Images/Cauldron/wetpanties1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> takes a deep whiff, then returns them. <span class="boss"><b>"Very good, $femname. Be sure to wear them home."</b></span> You nod, then pull your cum-soaked panties back on. They leave a slimey trail up your thighs. Finally, you leave, feeling embarassed and tingly with arousal all at once. <b><i><span class="nazarov">Nazarov</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $nazarovlove += 1>> \ [[Go home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $nazarovblow = 1>> <</if>>
<<if $toddsusanstatus eq 4>><<if $p eq 0>>Heading to the back of the gym, it doesn't take you long to find <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. She dressed in a sexy little workout outfit, listening to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> go over how some of the machines work. <img src="Images/Gym/susangym1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"I was hoping I'd find you two together,"</b></span> you say, innocently enough. <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> blushes at the comment. It goes over <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> head. <span class="todd"><b>"I try and still do some personal training hours when the manager work quiets down. Figured I'd show Susey here the ropes."</b></span> She smies at you. <span class="susan"><b>"He's been very thorough."</b></span> <span class="todd"><b>"Thorough's my middle name!" Todd</b></span> says, before correcting himself. <span class="todd"><b>"Sebastian's actually my middle name. Thorough would be badass, though."</b></span> As he explains how the next machine works, his biceps bulging as he pulls a considerable amount of weight, you watch as <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> subtlely bites her lip. <span class="pink"><b>"I'll leave you two to it, then."</b></span> you say, heading off to run your own workout. Last you see, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> is spotting <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> as she works the bar bell. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Gym/susangym1.mp4"></video> [[Get your sweat on->Gym Susan][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>You work out your glutes and thighs, putting on a bit of a show for the gym-goers. <img src="Images/Gym/bootyworkout6.gif" width=500 /> As you do, your thoughts dwell on <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="pink"><i>I care so much about them both. Until now, I'd figured I'd have to choose one or the other. Now...</i></span> You blush at the thought. <span class="pink"><i>Could all three of us be an item? A unit? Could it work?</i></span> If you keep pushing the two of them together, it just might. [[Hit the showers->Gym Virgin Close]] <<set $toddsusanstatus = 5>><</if>> <<elseif $toddsusanstatus eq 5>>You find <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> on her own, completing a bit of yoga to keep her body fit and flexible. You're not very good at yoga yourself, but when you pass her by, <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> offers to walk you through a few basic movements. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Gym/susangym2.mp4"></video> By the end, you're feeling relaxed, at peace, and surprisingly exhausted. Yoga's no joke! [[Hit the showers->Gym Virgin Close]] <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>Shortly after your father's death, you consider avenging him. But after a few weeks of thought, you decide against it. A lone girl like yourself, going up against a massive, powerful Russian mob? It's suicide. Instead, you drop out of school, and think hard about what to do with your life. You come to no conlusions, but decide a bit of a vacation across Europe would suit you well. <img src="Images/Endings/princess1.jpg" width=500 /> [[Bon Voyage!->Princess 1][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>>You start your journey in Greece, taking in the idyllic Aegean Isles and soaking in the Mediterranean sun. <img src="Images/Endings/princess2.jpg" width=500 /> For there, you travel westward. By bus, train, and a bit of hitchhiking, you pass through Vienna, Amsterdam, and Paris. <img src="Images/Endings/princess3.jpg" width=500 /> Eventually you end up in the tiny state of Leustria, jammed between France, Belgium, and the Netherlands. Known for its exciting nightlife, you decide to hit the clubs. [[But on your way...->Princess 1][$p = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 2>>You find yourself walking down an unfamiliar road, and you're about ninety percent sure you're lost. <img src="Images/Endings/princess4.jpg" width=500 /> That's when you hear footsteps, picking up their pace behind you. Two men in white t-shirts. They're staring at you with hungry eyes. <i>Fuck!</i> you think, before taking off in your heels. You're no match for their speed. A rough hand grabs your shoulder. [[Scream->Princess 1][$p = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 3>>Just when you mean to scream, the first man is punched <i>hard</i> in the temple. He drops, clutching his face. <img src="Images/Endings/princess5.jpeg" width=400 /> A new figure stands before you, his fists raised against the second assailant. <b>"Come and get it."</b> he shouts at the rogue, who promptly flees into the dark. [[I'm saved, I guess.->Princess 1][$p = 4]] <<elseif $p eq 4>>Your savior turns out to be handsome man in his mid-thirties by the name of William. He looks a bit odd, dressed in a traditional Leustrian jacket, but he offers to take you out for a drink to calm your nerves. <img src="Images/Endings/princess6.jpg" width=400 /> You accept, and soon enough you're in a small, cozy bar lit by candles a fireplace. The other patrons seems to know William, and him friendly nods as you're seated. A feeling of safety and calm takes your heart. You haven't felt like this since your father died. <img src="Images/Endings/princess7.jpg" width=500 /> You and William start getting to know each other. He seems an incredibly kind, curious, but somewhat naive man. To think, he's thirty-six, but has never left Leustria! It's hardly bigger than a large city back home. There's an intense attraction building between the two of you. As it gets so late that the bar needs to close, William asks if you'd like to sleep over - he's rented a room on the upper floor. [[Blushing, you agree->Princess 1][$p = 5]] <<elseif $p eq 5>>Just as he closes the door to his tiny room, you tell him that you're not the usual kind of woman, and you hope that he's okay with that. William glances at your skirt, and the tiny bulge that even now grows in anticipation. Keeping his face passive, he strips. <img src="Images/Endings/princess8.gif" width=400 /> He's <i>huge</i>. And the next moment, he's on top of you. William takes your virginity that night, fucking you hard and deep as orgasm after orgasm sweeps through you. <img src="Images/Endings/princess9.gif" width=450 /> When dawn rises, you've got your legs spread apart, your boypussy gaped open, and William's fourth load of semen dribbling out onto your balls. He kisses you deeply, gives you his address, and asks you to meet him this afternoon. [[Maybe I will...->Princess 1][$p = 6]] <<elseif $p eq 6>>First you shower, put on something sexy, and eat. Then you make your way through the old town, looking for William's house. When you find it, you think you've made some mistake. <img src="Images/Endings/princess8.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"Does William live here?"</b> you ask a nearby local, as he guides a group of tourists across the square. <b>"Of course! Prince William and the rest of the royal family live here!"</b> the man replies, thinking you're joking. Astounded, you approach the palace doors. <i>Did I just have a one night stand with a prince?</i> [[Find William->Princess 1][$p = 7]] <<elseif $p eq 7>>William is waiting at the doors, looking much more princely than he did the night before. He waves to a few cheering tourists before taking your hand and letting you inside. <img src="Images/Endings/princess9.jpg" width=500 /> Your heart thuds against your chest as he brings you into a tight embrace the moment the two of you are alone. After a deep, fiery kiss, you ask: <b>"You're a prince?"</b> <b>"Apparently."</b> he answers, <b>"Do you mind?"</b> When you tell that him that you certainly do not mind, he seems to come to some decision, and leads you down a long hall. Sensing that something is up, a group of courtiers follow along just behind you. Before you know it you're in a throne room of all places, and the aging king of Leustria is asking who you are. <img src="Images/Endings/princess10.jpg" width=500 /> <b>"This is my fiancée,"</b> William says. You stare at him, stunned. Realizing his mistake, William asks you, <b>"$femname, I've decided we should marry. Will you be my mine?"</b> After you slowly nod, thinking you might faint, William looks back to his father. <b>"This is $femname. My fiancée,"</b> [[Yep, you're fainting.->Princess 1][$p = 8]] <<elseif $p eq 8>>The next few months are a blur of interviews and wedding preparations. All of a sudden, you're global news. The ever-bachelor Prince William of Leustria is engaged - to a trans woman! <b>"The time of monarchies is fast fading,"</b> William explained, his hand in yours, during an interview. <b>"$femname shall be my wife. We shall not have any heirs. Upon my death, Leustria shall become a democratic republic. It's that simple."</b> For your part, you've become a bit of a fashion sensation and cultural icon. Your bold, revealing dresses and your abandonment of traditional styles for modern outfits sets the tabloids ablaze, and earns you the love of progressives all across Europe. <img src="Images/Endings/princess11.jpg" width=450 /> When you do have a moment alone with William, you often find yourself on your back, with your legs spread apart, his princely rod ten inches deep inside your boypussy. <img src="Images/Endings/princess10.gif" width=450 /> He can't create an heir to the throne, but he's welcome to try every night. [[Happily ever after?->Princess 1][$p = 9]] <<elseif $p eq 9>>At last, the day arrives, and before all the nobility of Leustria and the rich and famous of Europe, you're married, and named Princess $femname. Upon William's eventual ascension to the throne, you will be titled Queen-consort of Leustria. In the years that follow, you and William tour the world, using your influence to advocate for the acceptance of trans women. Leustria becomes a vacation hotspot for trans romance, and many men end up finding their trans brides-to-be in the city-state's many clubs. Going to Leustria, meeting your future wife, and blowing a load up her ass all in the same night is termed 'pulling a William.' It becomes remarkably common. Naturally, many cis women move elsewhere to find available and interested men. On the tenth anniversary of your wedding, it's reported that there are more trans women than cis women in the state of Leustria, a world-first. You love idea of ruling the first trans-majority nation-state, but you don't think about too often. Mostly, you're focused on pleasing your husband, lover, and prince. So be it. This is your life. <img src="Images/Endings/princess12.jpg" width=450 /> <b><i>Ending #10 Achieved! You are the Last Princess!</i></b> [[Closing]] <</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>It's a text from <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <img src="Images/Home/phoneinbed1.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $katielove gte 3>><span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"I miss you."</b></span></span> is all it says.<<else>><span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"Hey hotshot."</b></span></span> is all it says.<</if>> <<if $katielove gte 3>><span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"I miss you, too."</b></span></span><<else>><span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Hey... cold shot? I don't know. Hi Katie."</b></span></span><</if>> you reply, glad to see the text. You and <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> need to talk. You call her, and she picks up on the first ring. <span class="pink"><b>"Nazarov wants me to help him woo his Russian business friends. I think he's in, like, money trouble."</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Woah, slow down there."</b></span> says <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <span class="katie"><b>"There's a meeting going down? At the Cauldron?"</b></span> When you confirm, <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> seems to see this as a good thing. <span class="katie"><b>"This is exactly what we need. We start putting pressure on old Nazzy, the opportunity to steal back the Cauldron should arrive. Eventually."</b></span> You don't follow. <span class="pink"><b>"So do I help him, or sabotage the whole evening?"</b></span> [[Katie thinks over her answer->Katie Call 3][$p = 1]] <<elseif $p eq 1>><span class="katie"><b>"I'd say the best move is to keep earning his trust right now. Become his confidante."</b></span> <<if $nazarovlove gte 1>><span class="pink"><b>"What if he starts to..."</b></span> You think back to everything that has happened between you and the mob boss. <span class="pink"><b>"You know, <i>take an interest</i> in me?"</b></span> <span class="katie"><b>"Even better! We can use that."</b></span> <</if>> <<if $nazarovlove gte 2>>You decide not to mention to <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> that <i>you're</i> starting to take an interest in him, too.<</if>> <span class="pink"><b>"So I've got to play the perfect servant..."</b></span> you say, thinking about how that will go. You can't help but feel a little bit excited at the possibilities. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovblowjob5.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="katie"><b>"And maybe if this goes well, I can finally come back home." Katie</b></span> says, sounding hopeful. <span class="katie"><b>"But let's call it for now. All I can do is wish you good luck. It's all you, hot shot."</b></span> <<if $katielove gte 3>>After she hangs up, you get a message from <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic11.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"Make sure to think of me while you're dealing with all those gross thugs."</b></span></span> You smile, and spend a long while staring at this perfect girl, and thinking about how much you want to see her again.<</if>> [[Go to sleep->Getting Ready For Sleep]] <</if>> <<set $virginityquest = 16>>
Smiling sweetly, you approach the cashier with your naughty black lingerie in hand. <span class="mom"><b>"Oh my gosh, I love that lingerie!"</b></span> the cashier says as she rings you up. <span class="mom"><b>"Who's the lucky guy who gets to see you in this?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"Um, multiple high ranking members of the Nazarov crime family, actually."</b></span> As the cashier stares at you, too stunned to comment, you pay for the lingerie and head off. <img src="Images/Clothes/buying.jpg" width=500 /> <<set $money -= 300>> <<set $virginityquest = 17>> [[Return to the store front->Fem World]] <<set $shopach +=1>> <<if $shopach gte 6>><<set $ach6 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $p eq 0>>When you enter <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> office, he's keeping watch as <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> arranges the furniture so that all the chairs face a new, circular table. The lights have been dimmed, and a small mini bar sits freshly stocked in the corner. <<set $a = 0>>\ <<set $b = 0>>\ <<set $c = 0>>\ <span class="boss"><b>"Right in time, $femname. Carlos was just leaving."</b></span> <span class="carlos"><b>Carlos</b></span> takes that as his queue, adjusting one last chair and ten heading out. <span class="carlos"><b>"Best of luck, chica."</b></span> he says, before shutting the door behind him. When it's just the two of you, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> studies you with shrewd eyes, zeroing in on the clothing bag you're holding. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Get changed in the washroom. I will be there shortly."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>I need to play the perfect servant tonight. It's the only way I'll win <b>Nazarov's</b> trust and get one step closer to saving my dad.</i></span><<if $nazarovlove gte 2>> You smirk. <span class="pink"><i>Of course, serving <b>Nazarov</b> is reward enough. I can't help but feel like something is growing, between us...</i></span><</if>> [[Go to Nazarov's washroom->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 1]] <<set $nazarovapproval = 50>>\ <<elseif $p eq 1>>After shutting the door behind you, you take in <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> luxurious washroom. The man spared no expense. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovwashroom.jpg" width=500 /> <span class="pink"><b>"So much wealth..."</b></span> you murmur, talking slow steps across the room. <span class="pink"><b>"Fit for a king..."</b></span> <<if $nazarovlove gte 3>> <span class="pink"><i>Could I be his queen?</i></span> you think, before dismissing the thought. <</if>> You first get undressed, until you're wearing nothing but your <<if $toy neq "nude">>butt plug and <</if>>chastity cage. You take a moment to admire your naked body. <span class="pink"><i>I've become so feminine,</i></span> you think, running your hands along your curves. <span class="pink"><i>And I'm never going back.</i></span> You pause, looking at your breasts. <<if $chest eq 5>>Making them petite, puffy, and sensitive was the right decision. You're the total trans girl fantasy package.<<elseif $chest eq 6>>Making them big, soft, and natural was the right decision. You've got the tight body of a twenty year-old paired with a massive, busty rack. What's not to love?<<elseif $chest eq 7>>Turning your tits into big silicone balloons was the right decision. You love how slutty you feel with them floating on your chest.<</if>> <<if $chest eq 5>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting3.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting2.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting4.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> After you put on your naughty black lingerie, you pull out your makeup kit. What kind of look will <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> and his partners want to see? [[Sexy and classy, your usual look.->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 2, $i = 1]] [[Go bolder, give yourself the porn star look->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 2, $i = 2]] <<set $overwearsave = $overwear>> <<set $underwearsave = $underwear>> <<set $brasave = $bra>> <<set $overwear = "naughty black lingerie">> <<set $underwear = "nude">> <<set $bra = "nude">> <<elseif $p eq 2>><<if $i eq 1>>You decide to get done up with your classy, usual makeup. In little time at all, you look absolutely stunning.<<else>>You know how much <span class="boss"><b>Nazaarov</b></span> loves his women to look like bimbo fuckdolls. You decide to indulge him, really putting the makeup on thick until you look like a whore.<</if>> <<if $i eq 1>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting6.jpg" width=500 /><<else>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting5.jpg" width=450 /><</if>> Just as you finish, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> steps into the washroom. <span class="boss"><b>"Let's see how you've done,"</b></span> he says, signalling for you to spin around and face him. He starts by looking over your makeup. <<if $i eq 1>>After a moment, he shakes his head, not very impressed. <span class="boss"><b>"Unremarkable."</b></span><<else>>He nods, approving. <span class="boss"><b>"Beautifully done. You should look so good every day."</b></span><</if>> [[He continues his inspection->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 3]] <<if $i eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 3>>He glances next at your lips.<<if $lips eq 3>>You lick your big, dick-sucking lips for him, knowing how much he likes them.<<else>>you purse your lips, hoping he likes your lipstick.<</if>> <<if $lips eq 3>><img src="Images/Cauldron/lips.gif" width=500 /><<else>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting7.jpg" width=500 /><</if>> <<if $lips eq 3>><span class="boss"><b>"And these, these are wonderful. Had I wealth enough, every woman on earth would get this done on her fifteenth birthday."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"Cute, $femname. But your lips lack presence. They are a girl's lips. My partners will expect a woman."</b></span><</if>> [[He lowers his gaze.->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 4]] <<if $lips eq 3>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 4>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> at your breasts. Covered in translucent lingerie as they are, they're clearly visible through the fabric. <<if $nazarovlove gte 2>>His gaze makes you feel flush. Your nipples harden, pushing at the fabric. He nods appreciatively as they do.<</if>> <<if $chest eq 5>><img src="Images/Body/chest5.jpg" width=350 /><<elseif $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Body/chest6.jpg" width=350 /><<else>><img src="Images/Body/chest7.jpg" width=350 /><</if>> <<if $chest eq 5>><span class="boss"><b>"I've said this before, but I'll say it again. This little, puffy things are... disappointing. We'll see if the others are fond of them."</b></span><<elseif $chest eq 6>><span class="boss"><b>"Your size has come along nicely. A shame they'll sag with age. Still, they fill out your outfits."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"$femname, you well have my favorite bust in the Cauldron. I will need to send your surgeon a gift of thanks."</b></span><</if>> Before moving on, he brushes a finger against your left nipple.<<if $piercingnipple gte 1>><span class="boss"><b>"All women's nipples should be pierced. You are jewelry, and should be adorned appropriately. These are welcome additions."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"A shame these are not pierced. Like an empty sconce, begging for a candle."</b></span><</if>> <<if $chest eq 5>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <<elseif $chest eq 6>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>><<elseif $chest eq 7>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 10>> <</if>> [[He studies your body->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 5]] <<if $piercingnipple gte 1>><<set $nazarovapproval += 5>><<else>><<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 5>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> circles you, one finger tracing a line around your waist. <<if $tattoocount gte 4>><span class="boss"><b>"I am pleased to see so many tattoos decorating your figure. Your skin should be covered in art - all women should be."</b></span><<elseif $tattoocount gte 1>><span class="boss"><b>"I see you've begun tattooing your skin. A good start, but I expect more. Cover yourself in ink. Embrace what you are - a body to be admired, and desired, and used."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"No tattoos at all? What a waste."</b></span><</if>> <<if $tattoocount gte 4>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting8.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $tattoocount gte 1>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting9.jpg" width=400 /> <<else>><img src="Images/Hospital/skin8.jpg" width=400 /> <</if>> [[He tells you to spread your legs->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 6]] <<if $tattoocount gte 4>><<set $nazarovapproval += 5>><<elseif $tattoocount eq 0>><<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 6>>You spread your legs at <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> command. Once he's behind you, he roughly spreads apart your ass cheeks. <<if $toy neq "nude">><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting10.jpg" width=400 /><<else>><img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting11.jpg" width=400 /><</if>> <<if $toy neq "nude">><span class="boss"><b>"Good - nice and plugged. Unless a cock is inside your pussy, it should be stay plugged at all times."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"No buttplug, really? On <i>this</i> evening of all evenings... I expect better, $femname."</b></span><</if>> <<if $toy neq "nude">> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <</if>> \ \ At last, it appears his inspection is complete. <<if $nazarovapproval gte 65>><span class="boss"><b>"Well done, $femname. You're in good shape."</b></span><<elseif $nazarovappoval gte 45>><span class="boss"><b>"Not bad, $femname. Some blemishes, but enough to make an impression."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"Embarassing... $femname, step it up out there, or your freedom is forfeit."</b></span><</if>> He gestures to the door. <span class="boss"><b>"Come, it's time you met my business partners."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Alright... it's time to shine...</i></span> [[Leave the washroom->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 7]] <<elseif $p eq 7>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> leaves the washroom first, leaving you hidden behind the door. A brief conversation in Russian follows. It sounds like two others are in the room, both older and more obviously Russian in their accent than <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. You catch the word '<span class="katie"><b>Katerina</b></span>' used, which you recognize as <span class="katie"><b>Katie's</b></span> full name. Otherwise, you can't understand what's being said. Then <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> takes your hand and brings you forward. Two men sit at the rounded table, each studying your figure in dark silence. <span class="boss"><b>"The old, angry-looking one is Ivan." Nazarov</b></span> explains, speaking English. He points at the one on the left. <img src="Images/Cauldron/ivan1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="boss"><b>"And the old, fat, even angrier-looking one is Dimitri.</b></span> He points to the one on the right. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dimitri1.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"They don't speak English?"</b></span> you ask, your voice shaking. <span class="blue"><b>"Of course we speak English," Ivan</b></span> says, his accent thick. <span class="blue"><b>"Little Alex is just, as you say in this country, an asshole."</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> gives a wheezing laugh. <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> forces a smile. <span class="mob"><b>"So this is the girl?" Dimitri</b></span> says, his eyes resting between your legs, then returning to your face. <span class="mob"><b>"Girl. What is your name?"</b></span> [[Tell them your name->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 8, $i = 1]] [[Tell them they can call you whatever they want->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 8, $i = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 8>><<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"My name is $femname."</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> frowns. <span class="mob"><b>"This is a shit name, girl."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> sighs beside you. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, that was a mistake.</i></span><<else>><span class="pink"><b>"You can call me whatever you please."</b></span> you tell him. <span class="pink"><b>"My name is what you want it to be."</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> nods. <span class="mob"><b>"This is good. She knows respect."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> tilts his chin. <span class="boss"><b>"Of course. I demand nothing less."</b></span><</if>> <<if $i eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <</if>> \ <span class="blue"><b>"We should give her a name, then. Something fitting."</b></span> says <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span>. <<if ($nazarovlove gte 3) or ($nazarovapproval gte 70)>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> puts a hand on your hip. <span class="boss"><b>"Tonight, she will be Charity. A fitting name for a servant like her."</b></span> He rubs your hip with affection.<<else>><span class="mob"><b>"Your name is Cocksucker, now." Dimitri</b></span> says to you. <span class="mob"><b>"Tell me your name."</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"My name is... Cocksucker."</b></span><</if>> <<if ($nazarovlove gte 3) or ($nazarovapproval gte 70)>> <<set $bossname = "Charity">> <<else>> <<set $bossname = "Cocksucker">><</if>>\ <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> brushes your hair. <span class="boss"><b>"$bossname is the future of our business. A brand new experience for our customers."</b></span> <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting3.gif" width=450 /> <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> considers <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> words, then looks at you. <span class="blue"><b>"Tell me, $bossname... where do cocks go?"</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Um...</i></span> [[Tell them->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 9, $i = 1]] [[Show them->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 9, $i = 2]] [[Do nothing at all->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 9, $i = 3]] <<elseif $p eq 9>><<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Cocks... go in my mouth,"</b></span> you reply, looking down at floor. <span class="pink"><b>"That's where cocks go."</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>"She has a bit of brains, after all."</b></span> says <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span><<elseif $i eq 2>>Instead of answering, you lower yourself to your knees. Looking <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> right in the eyes with your most vapid, fuckdoll-like expression, you stick out your tongue. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting1.gif" width=450 /> <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> grunts with approval. <span class="mob"><b>"Mmm... I like that. Knows how to put on a show."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> pats your head. <span class="boss"><b>"$bossname is always exceeding client expectations. She was born for this."</b></span><<else>>You know what <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> wants you to say, but you're not going to say it. <span class="mob"><b>"What's wrong with her?"</b></span> asks <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span>, <span class="mob"><b>"She stupid or something?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> knocks the back of your head with his knuckles. You wince at the sting. <span class="boss"><b>Answer. Now.</b></span> <span class="pink"><b>"... my mouth. That's where cocks go."</b></span><</if>> <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> taps the table. <span class="blue"><b>"Enough games. Let's get to business."</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>"Yes, business. But I'm parched." Dimitri</b></span> points at you. <span class="mob"><b>"Go, $bossname. Get us our drinks."</b></span> As you stand, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> whispers in your ear. <span class="boss"><b>"Dimitri likes vodka, straight. Ivan prefers whiskey on the rocks. I'll have a white Russian."</b></span> You nod, trying to memorize his words. <span class="pink"><i>Vodka, whiskey, white Russian, got it!</i></span> <<if $i eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <<elseif $i eq 2>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 10>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <</if>>\ <<if $nazarovapproval gte 60>>Briefly, his lips touch to your forehead. <span class="boss"><b>"You're doing well, $bossname."</b></span><<else>>He cups your neck for a moment - not applying pressure, but hinting at it. <span class="boss"><b>"Do not fuck this up."</b></span><</if>> [[To the mini bar!->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 10]] <<elseif $p eq 10>>You arrive at the small bar table, ready to whip up some beverages. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting12.jpg" width=450 /> You decide to make <span class="blue"><b>Ivan's</b></span> drink first. He wanted... [[Rum and coke->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 11]] [[White Russian->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 11]] [[Screwdriver->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 11]] [[Vodka on the rocks->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 11]] [[Whiskey on the rocks->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 11, $a = 1]] [[Vodka, straight->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 11]] [[Whiskey, straight->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 11]] <<elseif $p eq 11>>You whip up <span class="blue"><b>Ivan's</b></span> drink in little time at all, and set it on a serving tray. One down, two to go. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting12.jpg" width=450 /> You decide to make <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> drink next He wanted a... [[Rum and coke->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 12]] [[White Russian->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 12, $b = 1]] [[Screwdriver->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 12]] [[Vodka on the rocks->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 12]] [[Whiskey on the rocks->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 12]] [[Vodka, straight->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 12]] [[Whiskey, straight->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 12]] <<elseif $p eq 12>><span class="mob"><b>"$bossname!"</b></span> shouts <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> from the table. <span class="mob"><b>"Hurry up, girl."</b></span> You meekly nod, turning your attention back to the bar. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting12.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri's</b></span> drink is last. He wanted... [[Rum and coke->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 13]] [[White Russian->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 13]] [[Screwdriver->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 13]] [[Vodka on the rocks->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 13]] [[Whiskey on the rocks->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 13]] [[Vodka, straight->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 13, $c = 1]] [[Whiskey, straight->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 13]] <<elseif $p eq 13>>You bring over the tray of drinks, ready to serve <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> and his business partners. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting13.jpg" width=450 /> As they converse in Russian, you first pass a drink <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> his drink. <img src="Images/Cauldron/ivan1.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $a eq 1>>He takes a slow sip of the whiskey. <span class="blue"><b>"Perfection. Many thanks."</b></span> he says, before rejoining the conversation.<<else>>He takes one sip before setting down the drink, annoyed. <span class="blue"><b>"This is not what I wanted, $bossname. Not at all."</b></span> <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I must have gotten it mixed up in my head.</i></span><</if>> You move next to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>, and set down his drink beside him. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarov1.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $b eq 1>>He drinks half the white Russian in one go. <span class="boss"><b>"Good. Good."</b></span> he says, not looking at you, waving you off to go serve <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> next.<<else>>He doesn't even touch the drink. He just looks at you and scowls. <span class="pink"><i>Fuck, I must got it wrong.</i></span><</if>> Last you move to <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span>, and hand him his drink. <img src="Images/Cauldron/dimitri1.jpg" width=450 /> <<if $c eq 1>>He sips the vodka, letting out a loud, content grunt after. <span class="mob"><b>"Not bad, Alex."</b></span> he says to <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> in English. <span class="mob"><b>"Almost as good as back home."</b></span><<else>>He raises the drink. <span class="mob"><b>"What the fuck is this?"</b></span> He looks at <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. <span class="mob"><b>"Alex, your girl has shit for brains."</b></span><</if>> Once all the drinks are handed out, you stand at <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> side, waiting for further orders. He cups one of your ass cheeks in a casual, possessive way. <<if $nazarovlove gte 2>>You start to get turned on, and wiggle your butt against his hand.<</if>> As you wait, the word '<span class="katie"><b>Katerina</b></span>' comes up in conversation again. [[Ask about Katie->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 14, $i = 1]] [[Stay silent->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 14, $i = 2]] <<if $a eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <</if>> <<if $b eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <</if>> <<if $c eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 14>><<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"Did you say 'Katerina?"</b></span> you ask <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. <span class="pink"><b>"Is she okay?"</b></span> <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> curses in Russian. <span class="mob"><b>"Such disrespect. Alex, you let run her mouth?"</b></span> Without a word, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> takes your face in his hands and slaps you hard across your left cheek, then just as hard across your right. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting4.gif" width=450 /> Stunned and shaken, you do you best not to cry. The men return to their conversation like nothing happened.<<else>> You decide to stay quiet. Likely the men wouldn't answer you anyways. You're here as a servant girl - not to get updates on <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> <</if>> After a few minutes, <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> switches to english. <span class="mob"><b>"If you're so confident, let me try her out."</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> looks up and down your body. <<if $nazarovlove gte 3>>He seems... protective, of all thing.<</if>> <span class="boss"><b>"Very well. $bossname, kneel."</b></span> You obey, and once you're on your knees <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> puts a lace mask over your eyes and a collar around your throat. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting2.gif" width=500 /> He points at <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span>, who's rising from his seat. <span class="boss"><b>"Serve him. Make it worth his trip from Russia."</b></span> [[Walk to Dimitri->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 15, $i = 1]] [[Crawl to Dimitri on your hands and knees->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 15, $i = 2]] <<if $i eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 15>><<if $i eq 1>>You try to rise, but <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> tugs on the collar and forces you back to your knees. <span class="boss"><b>"Crawl, $bossname. You belong on your knees."</b></span> Demoralized, you<<else>>You<</if>> crawl along the wooden floor, gazing up at <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span>. The man is, in a word, revolting,<<if $nazarovlove gte 2>> but his crassness only makes <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> charm and good looks all the more apparent. You're doing this for <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>.<<else>> but you know you need to prove yourself to earn <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov's</b></span> trust. You swallow hard, knowing what comes next.<</if>> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting1.mp4"></video> <span class="mob"><b>"Very pretty, $bossname. Now show me what those lips were made to do." Dimitri</b></span> says, grabbing his crotch. You unzip his pants and pull down his silk underwear. His cock pops free, not particularly impressive but hard as a rock. You set your lips upon its head and give it a slow kiss. Your gloved hands wrap around his ballsack. <span class="pink"><b>"Mmm..."</b></span> you whisper, really selling it. <span class="pink"><b>"Sissy girls like me love to suck cock..."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> laughs. <span class="blue"><b>"Then why is yours locked away?"</b></span> [[To help me->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 16, $i = 1]] [[As a punishment->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 16, $i = 2]] <<if $i eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval -= 5>> <<else>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>> <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 16>>As you continue to lick <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri's</b></span> dick, you answer <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span>. <<if $i eq 1>><span class="pink"><b>"To help me focus on serving real men. Men like Alex."</b></span> you reply, before sucking deeply on <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri's</b></span> cock.<<else>><span class="pink"><b>"To punish me for being a bad, bad girl."</b></span> you reply, before sucking deeply on <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri's</b></span> cock.<</if>> <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting2.mp4"></video> <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> starts to grunt like a pig as you pick up your pace, sucking his cock and stroking it with your gloved hands. You had a feeling he wouldn't last long. For that, you're glad - his penis tastes like sweat and old clothing. But you have to admit, stuffing a dirty cock down your throat is sexy in its own filthy way. <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> curses in Russian, then pulls his dick out of your mouth and sprays his first load onto your neck. The next spurt lands on your tits. You fondle your breasts, telling him how good he tastes, while he squeezes all his semen onto your chest. <video loop autoplay muted src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting3.mp4"></video> Afterwards, <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> slumps down into his seat, clearly satisfied. But then <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> stands up. <span class="boss"><b>"Your turn, Ivan?" Nazarov</b></span> asks. [[But Ivan shakes his head.->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 17]] <<if $i eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 5>><</if>> <<elseif $p eq 17>><span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> walks to the bar. When he returns, he's holding a bottle of wine. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting14.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="blue"><b>"Get on the table, $bossname."</b></span> A tingle runs down your spine. You've got a bad feeling about this. As the three men watch in silence, you climb up onto the table. Their eyes feel like daggers on soft, cum-soaked skin. <span class="blue"><b>"Your legs. Spread them."</b></span> Again you obey, spreading your legs and giving <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> a nice view of your <<if $toy neq "nude">>plugged <</if>>asshole. <span class="blue"><b>"Let's see how good this boypussy is, Alex."</b></span> he says. <<if $toy neq "nude">>The next moment, he's pulled out your buttplug and tossed it to the ground.<</if>> He sets the bottle against your gapping asspussy. Wide end first. <<set $toysave = $toy>>\ <<set $toy = "nude">>\ <span class="pink"><i>Oh fuck.</i></span> [[Spread your cheeks and bite your tongue->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 18, $i = 1]] [[Ask Nazarov for help->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 18, $i = 2]] <<elseif $p eq 18>><<if $i eq 2>>You give <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> a pleading, fearful look. <<if ($nazarovlove gte 3) or ($nazarovapproval gte 80)>>After a moment of hesitation, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> raises a hand. <span class="boss"><b>"Enough, Ivan. We're saving her virginity. She'll need to be at least a little tight for her first cock."</b></span> <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> frowns, but relents. <span class="blue"><b>"Fine, I suppose she's proven herself already."</b></span> [[You're saved!->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 19, $i = 2]]<<else>>After a moment of hesitation, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> smiles darkly. <span class="boss"><b>"Do it, Ivan. Stretch her out."</b></span> <<set $i = 1>><</if>><</if>> <<if $i eq 1>>Wincing at what's to come, you ply apart your cheeks and pull back your knees to either side. <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> has sense enough to take a small bottle of lube from his pocket and slather the bottle in it. <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> just watches, a hungry look to his eyes. The flat end of the bottle rests against your boypussy. Despite all your training, all your sessions with your dildo, the bottle is just <i>too big</i>. It's girth totally eclipses your gaping hole. <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> is undeterred. He shifts the bottle to an angle, then presses just that edge of the bottle against your asshole. The glass pushes your hole open, stretching it more and more. Then he <i>shoves</i> with sudden strength. You cry out as your anus is pushed to its limit, stretching far wider than ever before. Lightning fires up every limb, full of pleasure and agony. Inch after inch of the massive bottle slides up your boypussy. You feel your organs rearrange themselves to fit the foreign object. Despite the pain, your clitty starts dribbling out cum as your prostate is squeezed by the bottle. And then he starts to pump. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting5.gif" width=446 /> <span class="pink"><b>"<i>FUUUUUUUCK</i>!!!"</b></span> you cry out, as your boypussy gives in, and goes perfectly loose. You couldn't squeeze it shut if you tried. At least for the moment, your hole has been ruined. Then the pain fades as the muscles relax, and in its place the pleasure surges tenfold. Tears streak down your face as your body betrays you, and starts to writhe against the wine bottle, fucking it like it was a giant glass cock. Your second orgasm fires off like a supernova, and your vision turns to starlight. Distantly, you can hear a slut screaming in ecstasy. Except she's screaming with your voice. [[Everything fades.->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 19, $i = 1]] <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 19>><<if $i eq 1>>You wake up a few moments later. Drool covers your lips and neck. Tears stain your cheeks. The wine bottle is still sitting in your ass. <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span>, now standing, is corking it. The next moment, the bottle opens, and the cork fires out of your asshole. <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> serves himself a glass as wine sloshes out of the bottle, still lodged inside your ruined boypussy. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting6.gif" width=300 /> You lie there, still hazy from getting assfucked by a wine bottle, as the three partners each get a glass of wine from the bottle in your ass. They clink their glasses over your cum-stained, sweaty body. <<if $i eq 1>> <<set $nazarovapproval += 10>> <</if>>\ Almost as an afterthought, <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> pulls the bottle out of your boypussy. You almost cum for a third time as your anal walls relax around the vacuum left by the bottle. It doesn't <i>pop</i> out of your asshole. It just slips out, your boypussy giving a gurgling sigh, but staying open. A cock could slip inside and you wouldn't even feel it. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting7.gif" width=300 /><<else>>Instead of using it to fuck your ass, the men instead uncork the bottle and share it between the three of them. They carry on their conversation in Russian, <<if $nazarovapproval gte 35>>but it seems more amicable than before.<<else>>and all of them seem angry.<</if>><</if>> Once they finish their drinks, <span class="blue"><b>Ivan</b></span> and <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri</b></span> head out, leaving you alone with <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span>. [[What now?->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 20]] <<elseif $p eq 20>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> stares at your chest, still wet with <span class="mob"><b>Dimitri's</b></span> cum. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting1.jpeg" width=450 /> <span class="pink"><b>"Did I... did I do good?"</b></span> you ask, tired from the night's events. <<if $nazarovapproval gte 100>><span class="boss"><b>"$femname... you were <i>perfect.</i>"</b></span> He presses his lips to yours. <span class="boss"><b>"They loved you."</b></span> His relief is palpable, and you feel the same.<<elseif $nazarovapproval gte 75>><span class="boss"><b>"$femname... you did well."</b></span> he brushes back your hair, wet with sweat. <span class="boss"><b>"I expect more from you, but you showed promise. They liked that."</b></span><<elseif $nazarovapproval gte 35>><span class="boss"><b>"It was a bit of a mess, but you managed. Barely."</b></span> He sighs. <span class="boss"><b>"$femname... you have a lot to learn. Luckily, they're better natured when they drink."</b></span><<else>><span class="boss"><b>"Did you do good?"</b></span> He scowls. <span class="boss"><b>"You fucked everything up, $femname. It's over. You're over"</b></span> Before you can ask what he means, his fist strikes your temple. <img src="Images/Endings/thiefpunch.jpg" width=450 /> [[Everything goes black->Thief 2]] <</if>> <<if $nazarovapproval gte 35>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> helps you up and points you to his washroom. There, you take a much needed shower. <<if $chest lt 7>><img src="Images/Home/shower6.gif" width=450 /><<else>><img src="Images/Home/shower7.gif" width=450 /><</if>> <<if $i eq 1>>Your boypussy is still fully agape. As you wander around the washroom, getting dressed, it continually drips out excess lube.<</if>> Soon you're dressed and feeling somewhat good about how the evening went. But mostly you're feeling exhausted. [[Nazarov is waiting for you when you leave the washroom->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 21]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>> <<set $toy = $toysave>> <</if>> <<set $time = "Night">> <<elseif $p eq 21>>He's holding an envelope. As you tentatively approach, he hands it to you. <span class="boss"><b>"For your performance tonight."</b></span> <<if $nazarovapproval gte 100>>The envelope contains three thousand dollars.<<elseif $nazarovapproval gte 75>>The envelope contains two thousand dollars.<<else>>The envelope contains one thousand dollars.<</if>> <span class="boss"><b>"Dimitri and Ivan are continuing to support my operation here... for now." Nazarov</b></span> gazes at you. <span class="boss"><b>"But they had a condition."</b></span> He points at the now-empty wine bottle, sitting on the table. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting16.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="boss"><b>"Your ass. It's going on auction."</b></span> You blink. <span class="pink"><b>"...What?"</b></span> <span class="boss"><b>"I am preparing an auction. It will include every criminal, every crooked politician, every man in this city with too much money to spend."</b></span> He draws back his lips. <span class="boss"><b>"They'll all be bidding on your virginity. Dimitri and Ivan will market your beauty and skill. Then we'll sell your deflowering to the highest bidder."</b></span> And just like that, it appears that you're dismissed. <<if ($nazarovapproval gte 100) or (($nazarovlove gte 3) and ($nazarovapproval gte 75))>>Just as you turn, <span class="boss"><b>Nazarov</b></span> grabs your shoulder and spins you around. His lips are on yours. Fiercely, desperately he kisses you, his hands groping at your body. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovkiss4.gif" width=450 /> It's almost like he wants to take your virginity - right here, right now. After ten seconds, he restrains himself, pulling back and wiping at his lips. <span class="boss"><b>"Go."</b></span> he says, turning towards the window, his head in his hands. <b><i><span class="nazarov">Nazarov</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $nazarovlove += 1>> \<</if>> [[Head out->Nazarov Meeting][$p = 22]] <<if $nazarovapproval gte 100>> <<set $money += 3000>> <<elseif $nazarovapproval gte 75>> <<set $money += 2000>> <<else>> <<set $money += 1000>> <</if>> <<elseif $p eq 22>>You walk outside in the depth of night, thinking of the evening you just experienced. Mob bosses, slave collars, all kinds of depraved, sexual acts. A year ago, it would be the stuff of fantasy. Now, it's all too real. <img src="Images/Cauldron/nazarovmeeting15.jpg" width=500 /> And now your virginity is being actioned off to some fabulously wealthy villain... <span class="pink"><i>And strangest of all, I've never been happier...</i></span> You sigh into the night. <span class="pink"><i>I wonder what will happen next...</i></span> [[Go home->Temporary Close]] <b><i>Developer's note: save here to carry your save into v0.5 when it is released.</i></b> <<set $virginityquest = 18>> <</if>> <<if $p lte 21>><span class="boss"><b>Nazarov Approval:</b></span> $nazarovapproval <</if>>
After spending a good minute finding just the right angle, you snap a great shot showcasing your new breasts. <<if $chest eq 5>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts21.jpg" width=400 /><<elseif $chest eq 6>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts20.jpg" width=450 /><<elseif $chest eq 7>><img src="Images/Hospital/breasts19.jpg" width=450 /> <</if>> <<if $i eq 1>>After a few more seconds of fiddling with the filters, you send it off to <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span> and wait for a reply. You don't have to wait long. <span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"Holy shit, hot shot - you actually went through with it."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Of course I did! What do you think?"</b></span></span> <<if $chest eq 5>><span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"Honestly? I'm speechless. They're PERFECT. You're officially the hottest girl on the planet."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Well when you get back here, they're all yours..."</b></span></span> She replies with an edited image. <img src="Images/Home/katiepic8.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"LOL did you just make that?"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"Yesterday. Russia's boring. See you soon, hot shot."</b></span></span> <b><i><span class="katie">Katie</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $katielove += 1>> <<elseif $chest eq 6>><span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"Honestly? They're great. Big and busty. You'll get a lot of attention at the cauldron."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"That's the plan! LOL"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"Can't wait to motorboat them until my lips hurt. See you soon, hot shot."</b></span></span> <<elseif $chest eq 7>><span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"Honestly? I'm kinda pissed. This is <i>exactly</i> what I told you not to do. Nazarov's got his fingers all over this."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"I did this for me. I like them like this."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="katie"><b>"You like looking like a two dollar whore? Cool, hot shot."</b></span></span> You frown, kind of pissed at <span class="katie"><b>Katie</b></span>. That did not go well. She's totally in the wrong! <<if $katielove gte 1>><b><i><span class="katie">Katie</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $katielove -= 1>><<else>><b><i><span class="katie">Katie</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point! Well, she would have, but love points can't drop below zero.</i></b> <</if>> <</if>> \ <<elseif $i eq 2>><<if $susancuck eq 1>>After a few more seconds of fiddling with the filters, you send it off to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and wait for a reply. But no reply comes. <span class="pink"><i>That's weird</i></span>, you think. <span class="pink"><i><b>Susan</b> is usually pretty responsive.</i></span> At last, your phone dings. It's not from <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span>. <span class="note"><span class="grey"><b>"Your girl is busy, sissy. Fuck off, 'aight?"</b></span></span> And with that text comes a picture. <img src="Images/Susan/susanbj1.jpg" width=450 /> Seeing that picture sends your heart fluttering, and you feel your tiny white penis <<if $chastity eq 1>>poke against its cage<<else>>weakly rise above your small testicles before drooping back against them<</if>>. <span class="pink"><i><b>Susan's</b> so busy sucking black cock, lately. She's amazing.</i></span> <<else>>After a few more seconds of fiddling with the filters, you send it off to <span class="susan"><b>Susan</b></span> and wait for a reply. You don't have to wait long. <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"AHHHH BABE YOUR BOOBS ARE AMAZING!!!"</b></span></span> You smile and feel yourself blush. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"You really think so?"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"YES!!! I'm just super jelly that you've got the best tits between us."</b></span></span> She sends a quick selfie of her chest. <img src="Images/Susan/susan21.jpg" width=350 /> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"I love your little boobies."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="susan"><b>"And I love you, babe."</b></span></span> <b><i><span class="susan">Susan</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $susanlove += 1>><</if>> <<elseif $i eq 3>>After a few more seconds of fiddling with the filters, you send it off to <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> and wait for a reply. You don't have to wait long. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Babe - are those your tits?"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Told you I was thinking about changing them..."</b></span></span> <<if $chest eq 5>>There's about a minute pause before <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> responds. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"They're different, right? Smaller?"</b></span></span> The start of a frown tugs at your lips. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"They're puffier - and my nipples cover like half my boobs now. It's a trans thing."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"But... you're a chick. This isn't what normal chicks have."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Because I'm NOT a normal chick. I'm me."</b></span></span> Wow, <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> can really be thick-headed, sometimes. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Okay. Whatever. I'm happy for you."</b></span></span> You have the distinct feeling that he's not telling the truth. <<if $toddlove gte 1>><b><i><span class="todd">Todd</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $toddlove -= 1>><<else>><b><i><span class="todd">Todd</span> lost 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point! Well, he would have, but love points can't drop below zero.</i></b> <</if>> <<elseif $chest eq 6>><span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Holy shit. BABE! I'm tripping right now. Those are UNREAL."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Actually,"</b></span></span> you reply, blushing, <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"They're one hundred percent real."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"You're so beautiful."</b></span></span> he says, before sending an image. <img src="Images/Hospital/cock7.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"I'm so hard. GTG pump out a quick out looking at those perfect boobs."</b></span></span> <b><i><span class="todd">Todd</span> gained 1 <span class="boss">love</span> point!</i></b> <<set $toddlove += 1>> <<elseif $chest eq 7>><span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Holy shit, babe. Those are some porn star titties."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"And that's a good thing?"</b></span></span> you ask. <span class="note"><span class="todd"><b>"Of course! Super hot. Can't wait to get my hands on them!"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"They're all yours..."</b></span></span> you reply, with a winking emoji.<</if>> \ <<elseif $i eq 4>>After a few more seconds of fiddling with the filters, you send it off to <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> and wait for a reply. You don't have to wait long. <span class="note"><span class="lexi"><b>"$femname - is this what I think it is???"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"I mean, if you think I got a boob job, then..."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="lexi"><b>"Amazing. This is a huge step towards you becoming the woman you were always destined to be. Very proud of my egg right now."</b></span></span> She sends you a picture. <img src="Images/Cauldron/lexi18.jpg" width=450 /> <span class="note"><span class="lexi"><b>"What do you think? Should I go bigger?"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"No way - your tits are perfect."</b></span></span> She sends a smiley face, then writes: <span class="note"><span class="lexi"><b>"I'm so happy you shared this with me. It's very important you share everything with me, $femname. I know what's best for you."</b></span></span> You always love when <span class="lexi"><b>Lexi</b></span> gets protective and affectionate with you. <<if $lexisway gte 2>><span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Of course, Lexi. You know I'm your bitch."</b></span></span> you reply automatically, feeling safe. <span class="note"><span class="lexi"><b>"And you always will be."</b></span></span> she sends, alongside a heart.<</if>> <<set $lexisway += 1>> <<elseif $i eq 5>>After a few more seconds of fiddling with the filters, you send it off to <span class="cade"><b>Cade</b></span> and wait for a reply. You don't have to wait long. <span class="note"><span class="cade"><b>"Damn, girl. Are you playing me, or did you just get surgery?"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"Definitely the latter. You like?"</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="cade"><b>"I don't know how the hell I'm supposed to practice with those waving around my face... but YES. Works of art, the both of them."</b></span></span> He sends a rather provocative picture. <img src="Images/Gym/cadecock1.jpg" width=400 /> <span class="note"><span class="cade"><b>"Just trying to go to sleep - now I've got to deal with this."</b></span></span> You feel yourself blushing. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"See you at practice, Midas..."</b></span></span> <<set $cadelove += 1>> <<elseif $i eq 6>>After a few more seconds of fiddling with the filters, you send it off to <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> and wait for a reply. As you wait, you wonder why you're doing this. <<if $jackslut eq 1>>Even though you know it's a bad idea, you can't help but find <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> attractive. The idea of sending pictures to <span class="todd"><b>Todd's</b></span> date is just too good to pass up.<<else>><span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> is holding your relationship with <span class="todd"><b>Todd</b></span> hostage. But you can't help but admit that a part of you <i>likes</i> the game that the two of you are playing.<</if>> Eventually, <span class="blue"><b>Jack</b></span> answers. <span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"Generally fine craftmanship. Good attention to detail. Not as much creativity as I could have thrown into the mix... I'd say this is Dr. Miles Pentworth's work."</b></span></span> You're genuinely impressed. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"He's my plastic surgeon at the local hospital."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"He's a promising young surgeon."</b></span></span> Without a moment's pause, he continues, <<if $chest eq 5>><span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"I expect those slutty nipples in my mouth whenever I want them, dear. As far as I'm concerned, they belong to me."</b></span></span><<else>><span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"I expect those tits wrapped around my cock, my dear. As far as I'm concerned, they belong to me."</b></span></span><</if>> <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"You didn't pay for them."</b></span></span> The next moment, your phone <i>dings</i>. A thousand dollars, deposited into your account. <<set $money += 1000>> <span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"That should make a dent. Now, who do those tits belong to?"</b></span></span> You swallow hard, shame and arousal flooding your heart. <span class="note"><span class="pink"><b>"These tits belong to you, daddy. Whenever you want them."</b></span></span> <span class="note"><span class="blue"><b>"Good girl. Now show me tongue."</b></span></span> Complying immediately, you take a picture with you tongue out and send it to him. <img src="Images/Gym/tongue1.jpg" width=400 /> \ <<set $jacklove += 1>>\ <</if>> With your texting complete, you decide it's time to head home. Yawning, you get dressed, incredibly aware of how your new breasts feel under your clothes. <<if $chest eq 5>>Your large, puffy nipples rub against your bra, drawing out shivers of pleasure as you move.<<else>>Your new size means your bra is filled to the brim - and then some - and a <i>lot</i> of cleavage is pushing out of your top.<</if>> This will take some getting used to. [[Head home->Your Bedroom]] <<set $overwear = $overwearsave>> <<set $underwear = $underwearsave>> <<set $bra = $brasave>>